word salad: the wasillabilly edition

word salad by hip is everything

word salad is a “confused or unintelligible mixture of seemingly random words and phrases”, most often used to describe a symptom of a mental disorder. The words may or may not be grammatically correct, but the meaning is confused to the point that the listener cannot extract any meaning from it. from wikipedia

taking a moment to pay tribute to those among us who seem to have a problem answering a simple question … or who just blather on and on about nothing really, all the while trying desperately to sound intelligent and serious … generally, while attacking their ‘enemies’ with talking points handed to them by some other idiot who seems to not have a secure handle on things like reality or facts … or common sense … or integrity …
the nonsense and drivel that pours forth from the blathering and bloviating pie-holes of these morons is often priceless and would be hilarious if not for the fact that these baggerese and truthiness speakers are usually in some sort of power position in our society …
still, they do deserve to be honored for their attempts at the language …
or, called out for it … (i guess it all depends on how you view it)
you’ve all heard it …
like babs “crazy eyes” bachmann absolutely every time she opens her orifice o’ lies …
or, if yer’ really in a depressed, masochistic, self flagellating mood, head on over to faux noise and catch as many minutes as you can stomach of “faux and friends” …
(a health and safety warning really should come with this one though)
it’s a veritable olympic games of far right talking points and fact free nonsense covered in a deep layer of bullshit and propaganda inspired, vile and bile soaked spewage and fear mongering …
and today’s champion of cheap shots, craziness and crap is …
the queen of drivel herself …
the failin’ palin …
the klondike kardashian …
the iquitterod barbie …
the one, the only, sister sarah no clue

So, Bible Barbie strikes again … every so often it’s like her brain just overloads and incoherent, unconnected words and noise burst out … and when there’s no-one there to listen she tweets and posts … and then it’s let the “say whaaaa??” and “wtf?” parade begin …
So without further ado, boys and girls, I present to you, her latest post … 

Leave Hillary alone! All that email-evidenced yoga, and wedding planning, and cookie-baking-grandma-duty wears you out. Believe you me.
Heck, even those of us claiming to be fit as a (seasoned?) fiddle, hit bumps in the wellness road.
Even I. Especially I. (Remember Piper’s middle name is “Grace”; mine isn’t.)”
“Rock-running recently, I tripped over my own two feet and crashed & burned face-first. I recovered with the doc’s SuperGlue, and now any man who asks ‘what happened?’ I’ll refer to as just a mean ol’ SEXIST bully.
Glad for Hillary’s protective media’s precedence. The next woman running for POTUS has no need to answer to much of anything, for we’ve got weddings to plan, and Down Dogs to do, and cookies in the oven! So just leave us alone, boys.”

I’ve read it three times, and I still have no idea what the fuck she’s talking about. So I’m going to try consuming a box of the cheapest apple wine I can find. Quit my job. Start some fights. Oh, and wink a lot. All while reading it … nope, nuttin’ … I get the feeling it was a different sort of “trip” that caused that little outburst … First signs of a concussion maybe? … and, as for the ‘rock running’, maybe she should find a new line of work … being a meth mule is a tough and dangerous dangerous job, and even I believe she should aim higher … c’mon Sarah.

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