Saturday, July 28, 2012

A PC-related death.

RiP.
If this had happened to a pinko there would be a chorus of hippies claiming like Lady Macbeth to see the blood on the hands of conservatives and Jesus freaks.

10 comments:

Tecumseh said...

Life ain't fair.

Charly said...

Millions of people die every day in total anonymity, but when the PR person for a company run by bigots that sell shit for food passes, it's a day of mourning on FCP.

Mr roT said...

Paradigm shift alert. For a while Pepe would believe in something called "freedom" which has since then been supplanted by a Harvard Law version version which translates to common parlance as 'Kill whitey.'

What is remarkable is that Pepe now takes up the method he once criticized as singularly annoying and makes it his own and turns it on us. That was calling any expression with which he disagreed "finger-wagging." In his last comment he proves himself to be an expert finger-wagger on par with Tammy-Faye and Jim Bakker.

Tecumseh said...

Charly, would you care to define the word "bigot" for us rubes? Does this mean, in Versailles-parlance, anyone who doesn't toe the Pinko Party Line to a T, or is it more complicated than that?

Arelcao Akleos said...

t's not more complicated than that.

Obama, using the power of Government to set up institutions based purely on one's race, is not a bigot.
The president of a food chain saying he is personally against gay marriage is a bigot.

More tellingly: Obama in 2010 stating he is personally against gay marriage is not a bigot. Obama in 2012 stating he is personally not against gay marriage is not a bigot.

The Party Line has never been a notion requiring thought from its adherents. The Party ain't ever been a Lover of folks thinking much for themselves, and it sure ain't gonna change its mind now.

Arelcao Akleos said...

"What is remarkable is that Pepe now takes up the method he once criticized as singularly annoying and makes it his own and turns it on us. That was calling any expression with which he disagreed "finger-wagging."

With all due respect, Herr Rott, it is not remarkable at all. Charly, or Charly by another Name, has ever shifted that "paradigm" as that moment's convenience led him.
As for "finger wagging", if Charly is not playing l'ironiste then he is ever finger wagging [and only sometimes in a properly nuanced and perfumed Versaillean fashion]. To have avoided either temptation would have run a serious risk of having to reason through things...... an horrific possibility best left to Rubes and the tax-accountant.

Charly said...

As far as I can tell, the only people finger-wagging in this story are the Shit Fill A people.
More generally (and to answer tecs), the people finger-wagging are the "defense of marriage" GOPers singing deregulation a capella when they aren't busy pushing regulation on private behavior.
Yes, yes, Versailles, peasants, Armageddon, Obamazi, chick-a-go-fill'A. Yawn.

Question remains - why the mourning ?

Tecumseh said...

C'mon, Charly, you must living in a total fantasy land, if you think goppers are "pushing regulation on private behavior." If you still have some vestiges of coherent, independent thought left in you, and you're not reduced to spouting the Party Line like an automaton in a B-grade movie, you'll see just a tiny bit how ridiculous that statement sounds.

As for that Chicken-fillet guy, all he said was to reiterate a definition that has existed and been universally accepted since, oh, about 5,000 years ago, give or take. What's the rub?

Mr roT said...

Charly, while we're all indulging you with free definition-slide, why don't you coherently boycott Chick Fil-A as genocidal maniacs since they work for profit rather than third world vegetarian retarded sodomites and further commit thoughtcrime.

Arelcao Akleos said...

"As far as I can tell, the only people finger-wagging in this story are the Shit Fill A people."

This seems to have been written without the intention of being ironic. Oblivious is Versailles.
Congratulations, Charly, on your success. It took some years to utterly waste that mind of yours, but where there was a will there was eventually a way.