In his latest column, Pastor Swank informs us that “McCain won debate on wisdom,” which I guess is less femmy than winning on points, or even a TKO. Anyway, Swank believes that John McCain acquitted himself well in the contest, but if the Pastor were to pick nits, he feels that if McCain has one obvious flaw it’s that he’s not an immortal, like Jesus or Christopher Lambert.
There is nothing like wisdom accumulated over time.
It’s like a rich, finely aged cheese, but not as binding.
Of course, every mortal has his flaws. John McCain being mortal fits right in there.
If America wanted perfection, it would have to go for a biblical theocracy.
At this point the pastor paused in his ruminations to go change his pants.
But our Republic is a democracy led by human beings who have their imperfections.
McCain has his imprecations. B.. Hussein has his crimes. There is a difference.
Which is why the choice is clear. On the one hand we have a larcenous Negro, on the other we have a wizened, pasty mortal who, apparently…likes to curse?
When McCain delivered at the debate, he won hands down because of his wisdom. It did not take drama to produce his finger counting experiences — running over ten fingers and then needing another hand or two.
And the sight of McCain performing rudimentary calculations, using a pair of severed human hands he’d brought to the podium, only further enhanced his reputation as a slightly befuddled badass.
McCain was not reciting from a textbook that he read in preparation for the talk-about. He candidly — without fanfare and drawing attention — ticked off one geographical location and headline leader after another.
Originally, McCain wanted to stage the debate in a spelling bee format, but ultimately decided that would just be showing off.
He went back years to situations that molded America. He recalled at times exact quotations from such individuals as US Presidents.
He conjugated verbs, and often emphasized them with a gesture. He took sips of water without dribbling, and his autonomic nervous system successfully maintained his heart rate and respiration so he never once turned blue and fell over.
McCain drew on his mental file. And in that file was much that makes him the man for walking ready-made into the Oval Office.
Because one of the files is marked, “Bipedal Locomotion.”
B. Hussein is indeed dangerous on many points, most of them points that could stick into one balloon after another, all bringing down the executive branch of our government.
To be frank, I think we should call a constitutional convention and reconsider this whole concept of a lighter-than-air executive branch, especially after what happened with President Steve Fossett.
Further, McCain put to rest the predictions that he would lose and so be a do-nothing-nonproductive because he is 72. No one should ever bring that age factor up again, including the obscene ads the B. Hussein campaign is putting out about McCain’s skin cancer!
In addition, McCain being smaller in height than B. Hussein did not make a hoot at the debate. That can be laid in the casket as well.
I wouldn’t say “casket” around McCain, he’s a little sensitive…
Moreover, McCain not as sweet looking as The Boy can be hung out to dry.
Um…Do you want to rephrase that, Pastor?
In other words, McCain won the debate because he spoke in-depth on the issues presented. He spoke from his heart, from his head.
He whistled through his nostrils, and yodeled from his colon.
Note also that McCain did not tie himself to George W. Bush.
And in today’s political climate, that took courage.
That can be put in the coffin as well.
Look, Pastor, you’re talking about a man as old as Hoover Dam; I doubt he appreciates your repeating the C-word.
No. The other C-word.
McCain, being his own conscience and not a cookie cutter copy for any mortal or party, presented himself as the individualist that he sincerely is. That is wisdom honed over time. You can’t beat that.
I defy you to even understand it.
B. Hussein is no match for the wisdom over time. No wonder then that when B. Hussein looked in McCain’s direction, McCain just looked straight ahead — nobly, in fact.
It’s sad how many people these days mistake noblesse oblige for dickishness.
It was as if McCain was thinking, “Let The Boy say what he has to say, he has no idea where I come from.”
And that is the truth.
That McCain’s a racist asshole too?
McCain’s wisdom quotient is so high and clear that B. Hussein has no ladder even beginning to reach the first layer.
Now I understand why Swank hasn’t been producing as many columns per day lately: he attempted poetry without first warming up and gave himself a hernia. Get well soon, pastor.
