Musings —05.28.2012 11:09 AM—
We get letters. Lately, we’ve been getting letters from New Democrats – all coincidentally anonymous, all suspiciously-similar, most helpfully originating from the National Capital – who profess to be profoundly, deeply hurt/angry/disappointed that Warren has been critical of Thomas Mulcair, their latest anointed saviour.
Here’s a summary of their talking points (which all read like talking points, naturally):
- Warren, I thought you were a progressive. So sad to see you talking like a conservative. So very, very sad. Sad!
- Warren, the Liberals are never coming back. You’re lashing out because you’re desperate. Ha, ha, ha, ha.
- Warren, the NDP is leading in the polls and that’s proof your attacks aren’t working. You are a [insert epithet here].
And so on.
As you are perhaps aware, I have occasionally critiqued Conservatives over the years. I’m known for that (I even have a book coming out about that). Most of the time, most Conservatives react to my stuff with humour and a shrug. Sometimes, they even want to hear what I have to say (as Sun News Network did, and does, and they pay me well for it).
Dippers, I have found, are different. Dippers are pious, condescending, humourless windbags. They regard any criticism – even, say, about how incredibly funny it is that a self-professed environmentalist like Angry Tom would have multiple garages for multiple vehicles – as treason. They go apeshit whenever you have the temerity to poke fun at them. (They’re like Paul Wells, in effect, except there’s a whole party of them.)
I’m a bit surprised that I even have to say this, but here goes.
Here’s the deal, Dipper kiddies: I’m a Liberal. Your idiot leader turned his back, categorically, on a partnership with Liberals. He said he didn’t want peace, when a few of us were suing for it. He said no.
So, Dipper folk, we are therefore enemies. As with Conservatives, I will do my level best to step on your throat. I will hit you, over and over. I will rip your face off, if you give me half a chance.
You are the enemy, and that’s a role you chose for yourselves.
Now, quit sending your whiny letters, because they’re fucking boring, and so are you.