The Poor Man: Son of Love them that they are wingnuts

I think this Cindy Sheehan character needs to go home before she really hurts somebody. Case in point: John Cole - who is wound rather tightly at the best of times - ponders the mother of the dead soldier, and, presently, we hear the sound of metal grinding against metal, catch a tart whiff of ozone, and then, in a hail of adjectival clauses, his whole mechanism just goes absolutely fucky. It’s priceless:

And they are the focus of my anger- pimps like Atrios, who cynically take the regrettable phrase ‘media whore,’ and render it into more fodder for the masses, who, themselves awash in outrage, blinded by hatred for Bush, will throw critical reasoning aside, and see nothing wrong with outright lies, as long as it helps their cause: […]

And then they will feed on their own created outrage in an orgy of group think, vitriol, and anti-Bush fervor, and take it upon themselves to make sure that anyone who dares question their cynical misuse of this grieving woman is punished by attacking family members: […]