Thursday, December 17, 2015

Return Of The Swine: Where’s The Damned Duct Tape When You Need It?

Blubbery gasbag Michael Moore is at it again.  Today he tweeted out a photo of him standing in front of Trump Tower holding a sign reading “We Are All Muslims.”  Included in the tweet Moore stated he had also written a letter to Donald Trump.

Here’s an excerpt of that letter:
“…in desperation and insanity, you call for a ban on all Muslims entering this country. I was raised to believe that we are all each other's brother and sister, regardless of race, creed or color. That means if you want to ban Muslims, you are first going to have to ban me. And everyone else. 
We are all Muslim. 
Just as we are all Mexican, we are all Catholic and Jewish and white and black and every shade in-between. We are all children of God (or nature or whatever you believe in), part of the human family, and nothing you say or do can change that fact one iota. If you don't like living by these American rules, then you need to go to the time-out room in any one of your Towers, sit there, and think about what you've said. 
And then leave the rest of us alone so we can elect a real president who is both compassionate and strongat least strong enough not to be all whiny and scared of some guy in a ball cap from Michigan sitting next to him on a talk show couch. You're not so tough, Donny and I'm glad I got to see the real you up close and personal all those years ago. 
We are all Muslim. Deal with it.”
Miss Puerto Rico unloaded on Moore with a multiplicity of scathing tweets directed at Moore and from someone whose Twitter handle is “Imam” who was trolling her Twitter account.  Don’t be surprised if the lovely Rico Destiny Vélez is stripped of her beauty pageant title.

Now it is my understanding that Muslims are forbidden to eat pork or any food product coming from swine.  Let’s see if Muslims embrace this corpulent pile of shit who undoubtedly reeks of bacon grease and pickled pig’s feet.

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