How you treat animals matters
People may not agree on Mitt Romney as a politician.
Some of us think he is a half-wit, flip-flopping, soulless automaton who will do irreparable damage to the country if elected.
Others think he is a half-wit, flip-flopping, soulless automaton who will do slightly less damage than the current president if elected.
Okay, we can all agree to disagree on that point.
But I think we can all agree that the man is a big fat dick, right?
How else do you explain his treatment of the family dog, Seamus, back in 1983?
What kind of person straps their ‘beloved’ pet to the roof of their car for a 12 hour drive? Such cruel, callous behavior should immediately disqualify Romney from any elected office, let alone President of the United States.
To top if off, he and his wife still seem oblivious to why every normal human finds their actions abominable. Ann Romney claims that Seamus “loved” his half-day, diarrhea-riddled adventure trapped in a cage on top of the family truckster. And Mitt can only find room in his blackened, mechanical heart to regret the political fallout.
Well, fuck the both of you.
If we can’t trust you to make a simple, humane decision like this, why in the world would we put you anywhere near the Situation Room?
"Hey Ann, should I send the boys into Iran for a good old fashioned bloodbath?"
"Absolutely, Mitty! The soldiers will love it!"
Seriously. Fuck the both of you.