So... John McCain thinks the North Carolina Republican party is "out of touch" with him because it ran a truthful ad about Barack Abomination and his association with Jeremiah "I hate Whitey" Wright.
Well, Senator, you are out of touch with me and millions of other patriots who are sick of mealy-mouthed politicians like yourself who treat the enemy leftists as friends and Conservative friends as enemies.
We long for a leader who will go for the throat of the leftists in this country (and the rightists who don't understand the fight we are in) and tell them exactly what he thinks of them.
We are sick (well, maybe it's just me) of eight years of the President never fighting back-- of allowing the enemies of the Constitution to constantly be on the offensive while we put up little resistance and mount only a listless and half-hearted defense of our principles.
I know the Bible says we should bend over backwards to understand our enemies--but I can't find anyplace that says we should bend over forward.
We don't need angry shouting (since the American people seem unable to stomach that approach) but dear G-d, isn't there anyone with slashing wit and nads bigger than sweetpeas who can forcefully take on these these enemies of the Republic? That includes you, Senator McSweettalk.
We need a man like Ivan Sirko to say it like it is. Ivan who? you ask. Well, let me tell you about him. (Hat tip -- Dr. Jack Wheeler)
In 1676 Islam was moving north, well into southern Europe, where the Zaporozhian Cossacks from southern Ukraine demolished in battle an army of Ottoman Empire Sultan Mehmet IV's (1642-1693).
Yet the Sultan had the gall to demand in a letter that the victorious Cossacks, as Christian infidels, submit to his Moslem rule and be his subjects. They decided to write him a letter, and call Him what he deserved to be called.
As you read, think about our present White House and the man who presumes to be worthy of it. You may feel the temptation to yell out loud about the Cossack leader who wrote the letter, "Yes, this is this guy (or someone like him) I want in the Oval Office!"
The Cossack leader's name was Ivan Sirko.
His response was to this letter from Mehmet IV. Now remember these are historical documents. We have copies of them.
As the Sultan; son of Mohammed; brother of the Sun and Moon; grandson and viceroy of God; ruler of the kingdoms of Macedonia, Babylon, Jerusalem, Upper and Lower Egypt; emperor of emperors; sovereign of sovereigns; extraordinary knight, never defeated; steadfast guardian of the tomb of Jesus Christ; trustee chosen by God himself; the hope and comfort of Moslems; confounder and great defender of Christians-I command you, the Zaporozhian Cossacks, to submit to me voluntarily and without any resistance, and to desist from troubling me with your attacks.(signed) Sultan Mehmet IV
Now here is a guy who does NOT have self-esteem issues.
And here is Ivan Sirko's reply. (I've done my best to clean it up)
Zaporozhian Cossacks to the Turkish Sultan!
O sultan, turkish devil and damned devil's kith and kin, secretary to Lucifer himself. What the devil kind of knight are you, that can't slay a hedgehog with his naked arse? You will not, you son of a bitch, make subjects of Christian sons; we've no fear of your army, by land and by sea we will battle with thee, you mother-f***er.
You Babylonian scullion, Macedonian wheelwright, goat-f***er of Alexandria, Armenian pig, Podolian thief, catamite of Tartary, hangman of Kamyanets (guess you had to be there to understand some of these references), and fool of all the world and underworld, an idiot before God, grandson of the Serpent, and the crick in our d*ck. Pig's snout, mare's arse, slaughterhouse cur, unchristened brow, go f*** your own mother!
So the Zaporozhians declare, you lowlife. You won't even be herding Christian pigs. Now we'll conclude, for we don't know the date and don't own a calendar; the moon's in the sky, the year with the Lord, the day's the same over here as it is over there; for this kiss our arse!
(signed) Koshovyi Otaman Ivan Sirko, with the whole Zaporozhian Host.
O sultan, turkish devil and damned devil's kith and kin, secretary to Lucifer himself. What the devil kind of knight are you, that can't slay a hedgehog with his naked arse? You will not, you son of a bitch, make subjects of Christian sons; we've no fear of your army, by land and by sea we will battle with thee, you mother-f***er.
You Babylonian scullion, Macedonian wheelwright, goat-f***er of Alexandria, Armenian pig, Podolian thief, catamite of Tartary, hangman of Kamyanets (guess you had to be there to understand some of these references), and fool of all the world and underworld, an idiot before God, grandson of the Serpent, and the crick in our d*ck. Pig's snout, mare's arse, slaughterhouse cur, unchristened brow, go f*** your own mother!
So the Zaporozhians declare, you lowlife. You won't even be herding Christian pigs. Now we'll conclude, for we don't know the date and don't own a calendar; the moon's in the sky, the year with the Lord, the day's the same over here as it is over there; for this kiss our arse!
(signed) Koshovyi Otaman Ivan Sirko, with the whole Zaporozhian Host.
This painting depicts the letter writingIvan Sirko for President!!
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