Wow, you couldn't make this up if you were sane!

Sheriff Holcombe! Yeeowww.

My missive to the good sheriff. Also posted on the Atrios blog since people read that.



Dear Sheriff Holcomb:

I am sympathetic to your concerns. I too long for simpler times. But not the 1960s, rather the 1860s. I long for when if was not safe for a pelagra ridden, ignorant cretin from your shithole state to put on his stupid uniform. For when your uppity behaviour resulted in General Sherman, one of our greatest Americans, coming to your lice infested part of the country and burning it down. When the railroads that you tried to build to carry weapons in support of your army, which were ripped from the ground, the rails heated until they were soft then wrapped around trees. When that army of yours which was willing to murder to protect the abomination of slavery, was ground into raw meat by the righteous forces of the Union army and the will of God. And, when you people like you, while maybe no longer in chains, could not vote. It was indeed better then. So count to 12 (hint, use all your fingers) and wish it to go away and return to the good old days.

And by the way, sheriff. If you are concerned that if social mores and laws change you might be tempted to follow your natural inclinations and have sex with a man. Dont be. You are, as they say in the vernacular, very NAFF. I myself would not fuck you with Britt Humes dick. So relax. Your secret is safe with me.