My Message to the Paulites

Hi there, Paulites.

I see a few of you coming in from sites such as this.

Seems as if you don’t really like what I had to say about Ron Paul.

He’s lucky he turned off comments.

Go figure.

Let me explain. I’m not really interested in what your comments are to me. I don’t really care about what your philosophy says about Ron Paul, or about how great he is. The morning after I posted that rant, I instantly had an incredibly huge (and well written) reply in my email from a Ron Paul supporter who is a lawyer, and who felt the incredible need to educate me on the intricacies of economics and why Ron Paul makes so much sense.

I did appreciate the well-written email, but I couldn’t care less about what Ron Paul’s economic vision is because, frankly, he’s surrounded himself by anti-semitic fucking assholes.

You know, some of Hitler’s economic policies weren’t all that bad either. It was just that little thing about Jew-hatred which got in the way of him making any sense at all to me. No, I’m not saying Ron Paul is Hitler. Hitler was pulling the reins. Ron Paul is being played, or letting himself be played. But it doesn’t matter because it amounts to the same thing. The Ron Paul camp is full of anti-semitic shitheads who could be brilliant at economic policy but total fucking assholes on the other more mundane issues of humanity.

So, thanks for the willingness to share about how great Ron Paul is, but I really don’t care. Thanks for telling me how much he is needed to save America, but I think I’ll vote something else this time around. I wasn’t making a point about how stupid Ron Paul is on every level - just in case you missed it. I was making a point about how it doesn’t matter what the hell he believes in as long as he is courting all the anti-semitic, conspiracy fuckwads out there to man his camp. That excludes me totally from the onset.

Ron Paul idiots are a dime a dozen on the internet. I knew that the moment I posted something about Ron Paul, I would get hit with them because they are nothing more than a pack of disgruntled and stupid attack dogs looking for anything which seems even remotely critical of Paul’s camp. Well, I knew I’d get it and I did. That’s why I turned off comments - because the Paulites are so fucking predictable. Why else would I have turned them off? I’ve had comments turned on for, literally, years. I’ve had Jihadis threaten my life on more than several occasions. But when it came to posting about Ron Paul, I knew I had to take serious measures - because they’re not only in league with Jihadis, they also happen to be as nuts as they are and living in this country. So yeah, I turned off comments because I knew - knew - the Paulites would come storming after me.

Well fuck them. Ha. My blog, my comments to turn on or off. My blog to tell the world how I hate Ron Paul, how I fucking loathe most of his supporters, and how there is no way in hell that I’ll be “debating” their ideas anytime soon. I don’t “debate” Neo-Nazis or the KKK either. I flip them the bird, and I laugh at them. I don’t really care what they have to say in return. They are convenient whipping boys because that’s all they’re really good for.

By the way, Paulites: I want you to hate me. I revel in it. I enjoy it. I want you to loathe me in the same way that I loathe you as well. Please do. Please make my day. Hate me. Really hate me. I can’t help but laugh at your hatred. I also can’t help but laugh at the fact that Ron Paul will never be president, and you’re all wasting your time and money on him. It feels good knowing that the enemy is going to lose. It’s a foregone conclusion.