That’s the title of a post by Nance Greggs at Democratic Underground that a friend in Massachusetts sent me last week. I really intended to share it immediately but as too often happens, life got in the way. Follow the link above or read the post unedited below. It’s of more than a little comfort to know I’m in good company. Her words follow and all the emphasis you see is in the original.
With all the vitriol Iâ€™ve been hearing from the right-wingers of late, I canâ€™t help but recognize myself as the target of their obsessive hatred. So I thought Iâ€™d take this opportunity to out myself, just so they know who it is theyâ€™re spending so much time talking about.
Yes, Iâ€™m that American-hating broad who believes in life, liberty and equality for all Americans, not just those of a â€œsocially acceptableâ€ color, religion, address, pay scale or political affiliation.
Iâ€™m that baby-killer who thinks that every child should be a wanted child, and that the ultimate decision to give birth is the domain of the woman whose body is involved. I also believe that people who really care about saving babies might want to think about the ones who are already born â€“ especially the ones born in places our government is currently blowing off the map, or might plan to in future.
Iâ€™m that godless whore who believes that if the government wants a say in how I conduct myself in my own bedroom, theyâ€™d better be prepared to lay down a lot of cold, hard cash â€“ because if Iâ€™m going to screw according to someone elseâ€™s specifications, itâ€™s only right that I be paid handsomely for satisfying the john.
Iâ€™m that infamous anti-Christian who actually believes that I am my Brotherâ€™s Keeper â€“ and that includes supporting social safety-nets that provide food for the hungry, shelter for the homeless, care for the sick â€“ you know, all that yadda-yadda stuff that Christ used to preach about back when people who called themselves Christians had a passing familiarity with his teachings. I also believe that just because Christ was tortured to death doesnâ€™t mean he was promoting the idea as something we are free to do with his approval.
Iâ€™m that unscrupulous libertine, apparently devoid of any morals whatsoever, who has deluded myself into thinking that if the gay couple down the street get married, theyâ€™re not going to destroy every heterosexual marriage in the neighborhood â€“ and by the way, Iâ€™ve yet to hear a coherent argument as to how that would happen if they did.
Iâ€™m that unpatriotic bitch who thinks that sporting a flag pin in your lapel doesnâ€™t mean shit if youâ€™re wearing it while supporting pay-cuts for the troops, or budget cuts to veteransâ€™ care â€“ or, for that matter, calling anyone and everyone who disagrees with you â€œunpatrioticâ€ because you really have nothing of substance to say, but just love the sound of your own meaningless rhetoric blasted over the airwaves.
Iâ€™m that blatant sexist who thinks that if someone like Sarah Palin has nothing more to offer than a pair of tits while seeking the office of the vice presidency, sheâ€™d damned well better have something more in her training bra than a wad of Kleenex â€“ like actual knowledge of the responsibilities of the job, for starters.
Iâ€™m that socialist commie who thinks people should reap the financial rewards of their own hard work while the CEOs of the corporations they toil for share the resulting profits, rather than pocket them all while throwing crumbs to those whose labor created those profits in the first place. Yup, thatâ€™s me – another anti-capitalist, spouting my big mouth off when oil companies earning record profits get tax subsidies, as though they donâ€™t deserve them.
I’m that big city chick, who couldn’t possibly share the same values of the kid from the suburbs, or the mid-western farmer, or the small-town librarian – or anyone who, unlike me, was raised in the right pocket of Americana – wherever that may be.
Iâ€™m that no-good Bush-basher who had the gall to notice that an idiot who couldnâ€™t string two words together without getting both of them wrong would inevitably lead this country into an unwinnable war (or two), financial ruin, complete moral failure, and global disgrace.
And while Iâ€™m at it, I may as well come completely clean â€“ because, letâ€™s face it, youâ€™ve got me dead-to-rights: Iâ€™m also a tree-hugginâ€™ environmentalist who believes in such outrageous ideas as upholding the Constitution, equal treatment under the law, and civil rights â€“ and the hypocrisy of you people who call ME un-American makes me want to retch.
So now that you know who I am, please feel free to rant about me all you want. Iâ€™m proud of who I am, what I believe in, and what I stand for â€“ a feeling youâ€™ll never know.
But donâ€™t be embarrassed by not recognizing me in a crowd â€“ you see, there are tens of millions like me, and you know what they say: All those damned anti-Americans look alike. And weâ€™re all about to vote alike â€“ which means voting your asses out of office.
See ya around, chumps. And the next time you think about calling me or anyone like me anti-American, you might want to look back at what this election has been all about – and who the REAL Americans truly are.