In a meeting today, I hear the usual raging assholes going on and on about Obama. It was somewhat telling that they all shut up when a black man walked in.

One thing that had been missing from the Limbaugh talking point excreta: Not one thing was said in support of Romney. The dog whistles, they were a whistlin’, but nary a word of acclaim of the Republican candidate. I almost laughed out loud at a particularly buffoonish individual with the crazy old man rant in a perfect smoked-three-packs-a-day since the Nixon Administration voice. He had referred to Obama as a “Neville Chamberlain” and as a “goddamned communist.”

I thought it was funny, that is, until I realized that these people vote. Despite the fact that that clown sounds like he will soon be on bottled oxygen, through his incoherent rants (he didn’t even bother to address policies, preferring to stick to tried-and-true schoolyard argumentation) failed to acknowledge that the government would soon be subsidizing his self-induced medical difficulties.

David Frum’s column I mentioned a couple of days ago said exactly what is demonstrably true. The upper middle class and the ordinary rich will be burdened with increased taxation strictly to ensure that the filthiest of filthy rich have a far lower tax rate than the filthiest of the filthy poor. I only wish the easily-duped-into-voting-against-their-own-interests (’cause look! gay muslin negro abortions!!1!!eleven!1) only injured themselves and not the nation as a whole.