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I live in a small New England town. We still have a real town meeting every spring, and every few years one of these people discovers the wonder of direct government. It’s a good two-act show when they testify on the floor and again when reality catches up to them.
It is small and mean-spirited to assume that views held in 2008 still hold sway in her mind, though that’s probably how the smart money would bet.
Suppose I choose to assume (in the name of charity if nothing else) that she’s made a full recovery and is now a biotech researcher with seven patents, who has mastered the flute, and can levitate with her mind. It’s still funny.
Oh, like, wow, man. Perhaps she should be the poster child for an anti-excessive-recreational-drug campaign. Full disclosure: I stopped paying attention to the video in short order, so it is possible she started sounding smarter. I doubt it.
In case you’re wondering; no she did not break out into the bright light of lucidity.
It all sounded so familiar, but I couldn’t place it at first. Then I remembered Flash Bazbo, Space Explorer
Oh. My. God! That’s the most hilarious order I’ve ever heard.
Really? I want my two minutes back minus the time listening to the intro which I did enjoy. Plus, it made me hungry and the roads are too slippery to drive on without good reason. No sammich for me, goshdarnit.
I think you could brainwash her with a damp towel and very probably, someone already has!
I made it two minutes and eighteen seconds. I tried to stick it out to the end, I really did.
I’ll never get those IQ points back, you bastard.
Consider yourself properly primed for the 2014 election cycle.