Ann Coulter spewing evil on the Today Show.

There is no better illustration of how screwed up this country is than the fact that a lascivious, hard-partying shrew with no discernable religious beliefs gets to write a book calling other people Godless.

No scratch that, the best illustration is that the book becomes a best-seller.

I like what Greg Palast, investigative journalist and author of a new book called Armed Madhouse, etc., had to say about Anne Coulter’s loopy theological treatise:

“You want to talk about Godless? OK, let’s go:
Would the Lord lie us into a war?
Would the Lord let thousands drown in New Orleans while chilling at a golf resort?
Would the Lord have removed tens of thousands of Black soldiers from the voter rolls as the Republican Party did in 2004?
You talk about being “Christian” — but with all your zeal to fire up electric chairs and Abrams tanks, you sound more like a Roman.”

That’s a great point — one of the striking things that demonstrate how phony the Christian coalition types are is their lack of personal integrity. By this, I don’t mean that their political aims are unbiblical. Although I do think that, people can debate the meaning of Scripture.

No I mean just how generally crooked, mean and dishonest they are. For example, Tom DeLay spouting faith talk while laundering tax-free contributions to himself and his family. And Ralph Reed, feeling no guilt or shame about stealing from poor Native Americans to enrich himself and his Abramoff-fed cronies. Or James Dobson insinuating that Michael Schiavo murdered his wife. Or George Bush lying about — well, just about everything.

I could go on at length, but it’s easy to see the point. As said by no less of an authority than Jesus the Christ, those who puff out their chests and boast about their spirituality are likely the ones who are truly godless.

I do I do I do. Those of you who have seen my kitchen can vouch from my love of the propaganda art. Collages of themes cover each cabinet door. There’s the Russian door, Word War II door, the Spanish door, a couple of doors on American fascism and a naughty pin up (where all the art is created by women) door.

So when I stumbled onto this little website today- I knew I had to share.

Damn, since they didn’t pass that death tax thingy, how am I gonna get my hands on Papa’s money!

After years of hearing the Republicans bitch about the so-called “Death Tax” a measure to eliminate it permanently failed in the Senate today.

I would type more- but blogger bites monkey nuts. Link is in the title and spell check ain’t working.

Since my dryer is still delivering nothing but steaming hot, wet clothes here is a reminder of why laundry is so important.

Too funny.

Via Feministe

Time to rejoice and drink heavily! For it is Fursday, the funniest of all days here at the White Papers. This is the day where we stop making sense and start making silly. Whohooo!

Enjoy the yummy funniness that is John Stewart.