In the special little world of the left-leaning gimmickblogger, everything’s acceptable – but don’t complain about government!
Cuckling Stool is a leftyblog whose gimmick – a conversation between an dyspeptic, smug, anonymous blogger and his fictional, smarter, dog – has reached about 14:59, dips into the same meme every untalented leftyblogger has been overusing for the past year. Conservatives never write, opine, or climb on soapboxes; no, it’s always “whining”.
Dear God, deliver us from Mitch,
It’s called a “back” button, slapnuts.
the man who thinks that sackcloth and ashes are a fashion statement. Mitch the hot dryer vent of human beings, taking the crease out of your slacks and the curl out of you hair. Mitch, the man who sells a line of custom hair shirts. Mitch . . .
Mommy, is that really you?
We get the picture, Spot. Why the rant?
Because “Spot” learned got a book of handy similes at the Solstice celebration?
Poor Mitch put up a post today lamenting the problems of the core cities:
The inner cities have their issues. If you’re in Minnesota and reading this, you know about them; you’ve either fled them, are paying for them via your taxes, or are – like me – living among them.
Where does Mitch live, Spotty? The near north side of Minneapolis?
Actually, grasshopper, he lives near Hamline University in St. Paul. But Mitch is so put upon, so besieged by something called “local government aid” that he can’t stand it.
Crime doesn’t stop at Thomas Avenue (and my house had the bullet holes in it, ten years ago, to prove it). And – not to knock the great contributions that efficiency-apartment-dwelling anonymous wackjobs from the Bloomington bring to our society, but those of us who actually live in and pay taxes to the cities we live in have the right to an opinion. At least until Hillary! bans it.
Wait a minute, Spot. I thought that LGA in effect took money from guys like you, Spot, and used it to provide services to core city residents like Mitch. Right?
Well, yes, that’s right.
Actually, that – like pretty much everything Stoop has ever tried to write – is wrong. LGA takes money from the parts of the state that “turn a profit”, and transfer it to the parts that live “beyond their means”.
And, being a Saint Paul property taxpayer, I am the city’s “means”.
Why is he complaining and not you, Spot?
An interesting point, grasshopper. Perhaps it is because Spot recognizes that the entire metropolitan area is a community.
Let me translate that from Platitude to English: two parts of that “Community” have spent three generations addicted to several decades of hare-brained social experimentation, spending every dime they could squeedge out of taxpayers – their own, like me, and everyone else via LGA – to reinforce failure. Some of our neighbors (and more who, like Spot’s fictional owner, live in airless studio apartments and wait for entitlement checks) are “happy to pay” for whatever their betters tell them. On the other hand, “get” the whole “dissent” thing.
Regardless, Mitch, Spot says that you should get out of the house more: clean your garage, shovel your walks, mow the grass; you need the exercise.
Big talk, from a guy who’d seem to live on a diet of flaked-off lead paint chips.
Worthless, played-out Bad dog.