In Puerto Rico, when I was growing up, my aunts, who were very dignified ladies, referred to people who behaved without dignity, standards, or class as chusmas.
Wel, my friends, the Obama campaign and their supporters, finding themselves devoid of ideas or accomplishments, is appealing to the chusmas.
Last week there was the vagina monologue from Lena Dunham.
This week it’s the potty-mouthed seniors’ turn,
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The rest of us have a choice.
Compare and contrast, via Hot Air’s commenter Shy Guy,
Special Operations Speaks: Wow! We will soon find out how far we have come from this:
Breathes there the man with soul so dead
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne’er within him burned,
As home his footsteps he hath turned
From wandering on a foreign strand!
If such there breathe, go, mark him well;
For him no minstrel raptures swell;
High though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim
Despite those titles, power, and pelf,
The wretch, concentred all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonored , and unsung.