Wingnut freaks on display

The right wing’s favourite psychopath is worried about Israel, and inhabiting his make believe world of urgency that requires the destruction of Iran.

Sanctions and diplomacy have failed and it may be too late for internal opposition to oust the Islamist regime, leaving only military intervention to stop Iran’s drive to nuclear weapons, the US’s former ambassador to the UN, John Bolton, told The Jerusalem Post on Tuesday.

Worse still, according to Ambassador Bolton, the Bush administration does not recognize the urgency of the hour and that the options are now limited to only the possibility of regime change from within or a last-resort military intervention, and it is still clinging to the dangerous and misguided belief that sanctions can be effective.

As a consequence, Bolton said he was “very worried” about the well-being of Israel. If he were in Israel’s predicament, he said, “I’d be pushing the US very hard. I am pushing the US [administration] very hard, from the outside, in Washington.”

One wonders if Bolton really believes this garbage or that he is simply so bloodthirsty that he is willing to clutch to any justification for his favourite past time – bashing Muslims.

Speaking of Islamophobes and haters of humanity, Anne Coulter had been quiet for a while, but decided to crawl out from her cave to remind the world what a dismal piece of work she is.

Coulter is on Hardball today saying that our problem in Iraq is because we haven’t killed enough civilians. Really.

“We need to be less concerned about civilian casualties…we bombed more people in Hamburg in two days … I’d rather have their civilians die than our civilians… we should kill their people.”

… You know, I often hear about how the liberals are sending the wrong message to the enemy. Yet, they let this unhinged homicidal maniac on television to spew this toxic swill.

T-Rex didn’t pull any punches, especially regarding Coulter’s habit of appearing on daytime shows wearing the same skimpy black cocktail dress.

Well, stellar book sales or not, it’s time for Ann to go buy herself a new goddamn dress. That tired old black number is sticking to the chair. God forbid someone should turn a black-light on it. Probably has more DNA encrusted in its poly-cotton folds than is on file at the entire Human Genome Project.… 

I guess she thinks she’s peddling a good dose of sex with her sewage but really it looks more like necrophelia.… 

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