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A quick follow up to our post on Large, Free-Roaming Fetus Mark Crutcher, who spent the weekend soiling his diaper over the bloody-toothed, godless Marxist in the White House and his habit of siphoning the Treasury to fund abortions.  According to an email I received from Tucker Carlson’s Daily Caller, Mark can relax and sprinkle a little Gold Bond Medicated Powder on his throbbing and erubescent outrage, because women (that is to say, “baby killers”) are irritated by Obama’s failure to secure full reproductive health coverage in the federal insurance exchanges.

I suspect the blurb says “People…should wait to get preggers,” rather than “women,” because women are the natural enemy of the Goo Warriors Who Wield the Sperm Spear, and as we all know from our freshman Myths and Folklore course, to name a thing is to give it power.  So it seems pretty certain that whoever prepared this précis is a man.  Sure, there are plenty of nutty, hateful, blame-finding ladies in the right blogosphere, but to suggest that any woman who’s had an abortion is a murderer seems to savor more of the bitter resentment and sullen impotence that gives birth — paradoxically —  to movements like the Post-Abortive Men.  Which makes me suspect that whoever wrote this doesn’t know a lot of women (and when he does meet one, he tends to point his finger and shriek in the manner of Donald Sutherland at the end of Invasion of the Body Snatchers).

So I’m guessing the author is Sean (Jim Treacher) Medlock.  Not simply because he strikes me as a guy who may have issues; I’ve wondered for a long time if he’s the author of these teaser emails because there’s just something about the tone that reminds me of his famous penchant for aping the form, but not the content, of comedy. His posts, as you’ve probably noticed, are all sort of  breezy and irreverent, while at the same time curdled and unfunny, and the result is rather discordant — like a mean junior high girl who writes her slam book in the style of a Gregorian liturgical recitative.

There are those who disagree, of course, including Treacher’s Wikipedia page, which notes that his blog on the Daily Caller “is entitled The DC Trawler (a pun on ‘D.C.,’ and on the multiple meanings of ‘Trawler’).”  Additionally, it informs us that:

Treacher has been involved in other comedy projects within the humorous neighborhoods of the blogosphere, including joint endeavors with…Iowahawk, a short film project, and some work for Greg Gutfeld’s Daily Gut. He’s also had his material read out loud on Dennis Miller’s radio show.

…thus continuing the theme of duality in Medlock’s work, with a Wiki entry that manages to pose as a testimonial while acting as an indictment.  Anyway, the most depressing thing I learned from Sean’s bio is that while he’s a native of Indianapolis, Indiana, he pulled up stakes and moved to the nation’s capital without first being punched by Doghouse Riley.

So be alert, boys!  The barista who serves you your Orange Mango Vivanno Smoothie at Starbucks, your supervisor at work, even the woman lying next to you in bed, may be…a MURDERER!  And since most women who have abortions also have, or go on to have children, I propose that we stop looking the other way and start speaking frankly.  From now on, Mother’s Day will be Murderer’s Day; and if Hallmark is smart, they’ll hop onboard with a series of I Know What You Did Last Summer-style cards from the victims, while FTD could offer a special Withered Rose Bouquet, endorsed by the ghost of Merlin Olsen.

Of course, I’m just spitballing here — how do you guys think we should celebrate Mom and her many murders this year?

UPDATE: Mr. Treacher harks to his name and obligingly appears, à la Candyman, to inform us that he does not, in fact, write the DC Morning (which is a pun on “D.C.,” and on the multiple meanings of ”Morning”).  Duly noted, Jim, and thanks for stopping by.

29 Responses to “The Person Sitting Next To You May Be…A MURDERER!”

I definitely think condom balloons should be involved.

the Daily Caller “is entitled The DC Trawler (a pun on ‘D.C.,’ and on the multiple meanings of ‘Trawler’).”

I feel terribly inadequate. Since I’m not hep to closetspeak or privy to Mean Things Pederasts Possibly Call Themselves, I’m a bit at a loss as to what “multiple meanings” is supposed to refer to here.

*Also note that your mention of him will usually provoke a drop-in. He won’t make anyone laugh. Hilarity will ensue.

Oh oh. I thought I had to turn off all the lights and say his name three times into a mirror before he’d appear.

Funny stuff! And a sincerely thought-provoking review. Constructive criticism is always welcome.

I don’t write the DC Morning, by the way, but thanks for reading.

Death to any woman who is over 13 and has had less than 16 children. She must be a murderer somehow.

…so he doesn’t write it, but wishes he had

You were right, Jay. And he promptly manifested, even though I didn’t link to anything but his Wikipedia page.

That’s some ruthlessly efficient self-Googling.

I suspect the blurb says “People…should wait to get preggers,” rather than “women,” because women are the natural enemy of the Goo Warriors Who Wield the Sperm Spear

Actually, I suspect he’s just reminding readers of how fucking weird liberals can be, what with the living together and the getting knocked up and the having an abortion and the *still having a relationship together for years* without anyone running out for fear of having to take responsibility for anything and later forming some kind of post-abortive-men drum circle.

Apparently when conservative women announce the stick turned blue, conservative men are away like scalded gerbils leaving it up to complete strangers to make sure the conservative woman has considered her options thoroughly by screaming “please don’t kill me, mommy” at her on her way to a doctor appointment.

You gotta wonder why they don’t just, you know, talk to each other.

I’m not sure what the hostility is all about, but I appreciate you guys taking the time to talk this through.

So I’m guessing the author is Sean (Jim Treacher) Medlock.

Didn’t he go brain dead when he bumped into a car driven by terrorist State Department officials hell-bent on removing eveery single opposition member in the city?

Or was he brain dead when he made that story up?

I’m not sure what the hostility is all about

I’m quite sure that no one here is in the least bit surprised at your inability to figure that out.

I’m not sure what the hostility is all about, but I appreciate you guys taking the time to talk this through.

Just another service we slacker liberals at World-O-Crap provide pussilanimous popinjays who Google themselves constantly, rather than doing the work someone else is paying them for.

Go type, Jimbo. Time is money!

Of course, I’m just spitballing here — how do you guys think we should celebrate Mom and her many murders this year?

Masturbation.

This way, Jim can finally be the Grand Marshall of a holiday parade.

I don’t write the DC Morning, by the way, but thanks for reading.

This suggests an even more disturbing thought: if Mr. Treacher did not write it, then someone TRYING to write like him did.

Much smarter people than I have alluded that RW “comedy” is like a south seas cargo cult, recognizing the forms and conventions but completely missing the point of the enterprise. Treacher’s literary acolyte seems to be taking it one step further – not quite understanding the mysterious bamboo and palm frond airplane, they try to capture it’s mojo by jumping up and down and flailing their arms around. Which, sadly, is not so far from the mark.

he pulled up stakes and moved to the nation’s capital without first being punched by Doghouse Riley.

Christ, I’m just one man, and it’s Indianapolis. Even if I’d known Treacher wouldn’t have made the Top Twenty-five. Hell, Tucker Carlson would be hard-pressed to crack the Top Ten, unless I excluded Mitch Daniels, since he refuses to live in the tatty old Governor’s Mansion and holes up in that gated community in Whiteville.

Nice Wiki page, by the way. Kudos to the precocious twelve-year-old who wrote it.

He’s also had his material read out loud on Dennis Miller’s radio show.

I’m glad they cleared up the “out loud” part. Though Miller reading silently for three hours every day wouldn’t be a bad idea.

the “Goo Warriors Who Wield the Sperm Spear” — I assume they cast absentee ballots when voting for Goo-Master General ! [Sorry, a Duckman reference]

Nice Wiki page, by the way. Kudos to the precocious twelve-year-old who wrote it.

Are you suggesting Sean Vanity here wrote it himself?

Didn’t he go brain dead when he bumped into a car driven by terrorist State Department officials hell-bent on removing eveery single opposition member in the city?

Or was he brain dead when he made that story up?

I don’t remember that part, but it sounds like you’ve got a better handle on the story than I do. How could you not, right? ;)

I’m quite sure that no one here is in the least bit surprised at your inability to figure that out.

Okay. Well, have a great day!

I don’t remember that part, but it sounds like you’ve got a better handle on the story than I do.

I totally understand, Jim. It’s so hard to keep up with all the lies you’ve told.

“I’m not sure what the hostility is all about, but I appreciate you guys taking the time to talk this through.”

You need to visit more often. This is not hostility, it’s more along the lines of a gentle correction. Some Senekot for your soul.

It’s so hard to keep up with all the lies you’ve told.

I probably didn’t even get hit by a car at all! ;)

I probably didn’t even get hit by a car at all!

Indeed. You probably got beaten up at a truck stop. It’s practically shameless how you and Andrew Sullivan get your kicks.

And they call US libertine liberals.

I probably didn’t even get hit by a car at all!

Actually, I was going to ask you to present the long-form hospitalization certificate. I want to check the kerning.

Indeed. You probably got beaten up at a truck stop. It’s practically shameless how you and Andrew Sullivan get your kicks.

And then what happened?

If you need to know, go rent the latest “Tom of Finland” film.

I’m glad they cleared up the “out loud” part. Though Miller reading silently for three hours every day wouldn’t be a bad idea.

I’d even pay extra to Time-Warner Cable to extend that to 24 hours a day.

I vote for Doghouse to move Tucker up a couple spots. I dunno why, but man that guy annoys me. So damned smarmy.

And these people? Do you suppose they can’t tell hostility from mockery, or it just makes them feel better to think they are so important they give us rage headaches rather than simply filling in a few moments of the day with some laughter?

If you need to know, go rent the latest “Tom of Finland” film.

Such homophobia…

Something to say?