Manifesto Destiny-Oh

Eric Rudolph, the not-prolific-
enough-for-a-clever-nickname bomber, pleads guilty
and gets to spend the rest of his life in a jail run by
the federal government he hates ... if he's lucky. Chances
are, he will be transferred to a privately run
facility where the corporate mentality of lower costs
and higher profits through less rigorous prehire psych
screenings will guarantee that this rugged nut
will be "helping the guards do drug search drills" at
3 a.m. every morning until he's dead.
There is nothing like having a German Shepherd
nipping at your nards to make you rethink your whole
position on who does and does not deserve to get
blowed up real good.

The thing I really hate about this redneck fuck is
that while his politics are abhorrent to me and pretty
much represent the opposite of everything I've ever
rambled on about drunk or sober, I am forced to admire
the fact that he is at least a fucking individual.

Oh sure, he probably shops at Wal-Mart for it's low,
low everyday prices and anti-abortion corporate policy
like the rest of us do whether we like it or not, but
he's at least he's Catholic while he's doing it.

At least when he took a firm position on a subject. He
didn't waffle like an International Space Station solar
panel two minutes after some frat boy got worried that
ad revenues might be lost if he took a stand.

This fuckstick may be out there with all the other
NASCAR dads mulleting around the deep dark woods of
Skankton in their pick-ups talkin' 'bout how the
gubbamint is in it with them homos and the commie jew
media is making us whack off to videos of Britney
Spears while Rush Limbaugh fills in the blanks,
but when it came time for his dickhead revolution,
he was all business.

Yes, it's a shitty business and he's an evil little
douchebag for thinking that a killing spree is the way
to get things done in America especially with ALL THE EVIDENCE
TO THE CONTRARY, but he's doing something and not just
bitching about it.

It would be the easiest thing in the
world to prove that his theories are cracked, I mean,
c'mon, no one who doesn't want to hurt other people is going
to load an explosive device with nails and screws
especially if he knows the concussion alone could be enough
to kill someone accidentally. So we know he's a LIAR from
the get go.

Having Rudolph's stupidity deconstructed on CNN by the
same people who planned your college's Greek Week is
like listening to Kid Rock lecture R. Lee Ermey on the
points of The Patriot Act he finds weak.

It's laughable. You've got the amoral sitting in
judgment of a criminially self-righteous zealots
manifesto.

Reading about Rudolph's smirking, less-than-apologetic
elocution is like reading an Amazon.com book review of
"Mein Kampf."

"There were parts of the book where Hitler seemed to
go too far in his criticism of the Jews, like it was
funny or something to not like them. If he isn't
careful, some people might think he doesn't like them
at all, and then he might not get to write another
book."

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