Once Again, It’s Time...

Mr. Ratfucker feels something needs to be said. He has received a laudatory and complimentary e-mail from a reader who lives in a Red State. Mr. Ratfucker loves laudatory and complimentary comments. The reader in this Red State is something of an earthshoe wearer--a maker of things, a worrier about the environment, sincere. The reader is concerned about something he feels Mr. Ratfucker might want to look into. He offered to lead Mr. Ratfucker to appropriate websites if Mr. Ratfucker would follow up on the matter. It’s very important and only bloggers are going to investigate, the reader said. But he can’t pursue it on his own and would only act as an anonymous commenter because John Ashcroft might come knocking at the reader’s door. In spite of the laudatory and complimentary comments, Mr. Ratfucker feels that all those living in Red States had better get over being lily-livered asskissing shiverers and shakers and start shouting out their worries and apprehensions to legislators, newspapers and anyone who will listen. Mr. Ratfucker believes that those who remain silent when wrongs are being committed are guilty of wrong-doing themselves. Mr. Ratfucker is convinced the Red States are on the wrong path and that the nation is being run by thugs because the reader and people like him won’t speak up. Mr. Ratfucker has no interest in carrying anyone else’s water. There are times when silence is immoral. When the Nazi movement was spawned in Germany in 1938 was one of those times. When Joseph McCarthy came to power in 1954 was one of those times. Speaking out in favor of the Civil Rights movement in 1955 was one of those times. And right now today when we have Fascism in the White House is one of those times. Mr. Ratfucker has a bit of counsel for people who are getting the benefits of acting like Republicans in Red States but want to rat-out the Repubs on the sly: Reconnect with your balls and speak out in your own name. It’s your future at stake.