Why Democrats are Faeries

If you think I'm making reference to homosexuals, you are dead wrong. No, I am referring to the perennial adolescents—those suffering from Peter Pan Syndrome, that are naturally drawn to the Democrat party. I'm sure there's a dissertation in that for someone who'd like to pursue it, but it is obvious on the surface that Democrats are all suffering from massive cases of arrested development.

The recent case of the slaughtered pig that was dumped off at a GOP office in southern California is but an incidental footnote. That these swine would resort to butchering an innocent animal for fun, is ample evidence of: lack of basic human morality, lack of genuine concern for life (other than their own worthless hairy hides), adolescent/retarded adult thought process (or lack thereof); inability to accept responsibility or accountability for their own actions, and on, and on, and on, ad nauseam.

What all of it boils down to is that we have an entire generation of people who have failed to mature mentally even while their bodies continue to decompose. Really, I'd seriously like to understand how this happens. My guess is coddling by narcissistic parents who failed to instill real world values as they were nurtured—after all, junior carried THEIR genes, and that made him SPECIAL.

Take the completely opposite effect on children of World War II—particularly those on the European front, who were forced to become adults at a tender age, and became more like miniature old people than children. For those children, I have nothing but pity and respect and hope that their later lives compensated for what occurred earlier. But for today's generations of adolescent dolts, idiots and imbeciles, I have nothing but contempt.

But, I go further. I am genuinely ashamed to admit that these people are of the same nationality; I am ashamed to admit that I am an American. This is not the country that I was born into. I am saddened beyond my ability to describe what I feel has been lost, or where this country is headed. I can't make myself go there without tears. My country is doomed.