The Massachusetts SpyVolume CCXLI, Number 328 August 24, 2011

Hot off the Trail

Editors' Note: Only 15 months to the next Presidential election. You know what that means: the most distinguished and seasoned representatives of each of our great political parties are already beginning to debate the great issues of the day with a view to impressing the electorate with their ideas and their fitness for the most important office on the planet. How droll. We've cranked up our political team to bring you insights about the two leading contenders for the Republican presidential nomination, according to the usual trash-talking ignorant racists. [Surely, Republican grass roots? – Ed.]  

Not just hat . . .

PERRY PUTS OUT
ISSUES PAPER 

AUSTIN, Texas – After making such a splash into the hay bales of Iowa with his threats to string up Fed Chairman Ben Bernanke and other like-minded traitors, Texas Gov. Rick Perry, anxious to distinguish himself from his illiterate [Surely, illustrious? – Ed.] predecessor in the Texas Governor's Mansion, has published a series of position papers offering the swaggering redneck's views on the pressing issues of the day.  

Texas Gov. Rick Perry
Swaggering Texas Gov. Rick Perry has released a detailed position paper to refute the common misconception that he doesn't know f***-all about what he's talking about.

The position statements, released this morning on two 3 by 5 index cards, detail the well-coiffed Lone Star statesman's platform on which he will base his campaign, from domestic policy to foreign affairs to economic and fiscal topics with such economy of exposition that this reporter was able to verify that the back of the second card was blank. 

The details of Perry's Platform are:

Domestic policy:

Taxes:  Fuck the poor.

Environment:  Invite the EPA to a Texas necktie party.

Civil rights:  Put that broom to good use, boy.

Global warming:  Fraud concocted by tens of thousands of crooked scientists working under the auspices of the National Academy of Sciences and other UN fronts.

Regulation of the financial system:  Tell Elizabeth Warren to get her buns back into the kitchen.

Yahweh: "Who in hell is Michele Bachmann?"

In an exclusive interview, The Eternal One, ha-Shem, the Lord of Hosts, the King of the Universe joined the Spy's own Geoffrey Dawson for dinner earlier this week at Boston's exclusive Locke-Ober restaurant to give the Blessed Holy One's perspective on conversations He was alleged to have had with Republican Presidential Candidate Michele Bachmann, who has at various times attributed every decision in her past life, including her marriage to committed heterosexual Marcus Bachmann, to directions from the Source of All Truth or emanations therefrom.

Munching on lobster savannah and fresh Wellfleet oysters (and whispering slyly: "Maybe I was wrong about these; they're tasty"), the God of Israel expressed shock, bordering on horror, on learning that Rep. Bachmann had claimed to have engaged in a lengthy series of divine conversations that guided her life.

"I've never spoken to that woman in my life," said the Shield of Abraham. "And I remember each and every mortal I address. I record them all in the Book of Life. That's just how I roll."

"Although I am slow to anger and full of lovingkindness, her conduct is most displeasing unto me," said the Creator. "Why should I interfere with the decisions of mortals about whether to go to law school or marry some dork?"

"Does she really think I have nothing better to do then sit on my Throne of Glory and send her messages about whether to enter the Iowa caucuses? I've struck down women with leprosy for less," said the honored and awesome Name.

"And why does she think I would want to see someone elected who apparently has never read a single word I've written? Tell me where in the Torah it says cut the taxes of the rich and the health care of the widow and the orphan in your midst," said Our Rock and Our Redeemer.

And then He wept.

Job creation:  Single mothers can push brooms just as good as nig [Word scratched out on card.]

Monetary policy:  Lynch Ben Bernanke.

Voting rights:  You better vote right if you know what's healthy for you, son. And where's that photo ID?

Abortion rights: Sneak across to Mexico just like the girls we knocked up on prom night.

Immigration reform: Ship them ungrateful wetbacks right across the Rio Grande as soon as they finish picking the cotton.

Education:  Hell, if they can run a cash register that's good enough for Texas.

Access to health care:  I got me all the health care I need.

Separation of church and state:  A myth, like evolution.

Gay marriage.  This time, the shotgun goes off when they say 'I do.' 

As is the case with domestic policy, the fine points of foreign affairs hold no mystery for the shrewd steward of the minimum wage Texas economic miracle:

Libya:  I agree with the Donald: just take their fuckin' erl.  

Israel:  I support unlimited West Bank settlements because the sooner the Israels and the Arabs fight to the death, the sooner the Rapture will come.

Afghanistan:  Just take their fuckin' erl.  [What erl? – Ed.]

Iran:  Bomb the ragheads.

China:  Just take their fuckin' erl  [You said that already – Ed.]

Iraq:  Dunk a few more of them Shinies in the tank just like Dick Cheney did.

America's place in the world:  Don't mess with Texas.

European Union:  Is that some fag thing?

Russia:  Tell Vladimir Stalin to tear down that wall.

Tension on the Korean peninsula:  Remind that Kim Jong-Il guy what happened at the Alamo.  [You lost? – Ed.]

Fighting global AIDS epidemic:  Another fag thing.

Starvation and poverty in the Third World:  Pussies.

These nuanced policy positions have drawn praise from all quarters of the Republican Party. Schlox News described them forty times yesterday as "pro-America and pro-jobs," while drug addled insult comic Rush Limbaugh said "I like what I hear. In fact, he sounds just like me."




[Why? – Ed.] 

DON'T WORRY, HE ALREADY IS

This is the story a friend told me: One night at a gathering at an apartment in New York City, a woman blithely announced: "I would pay someone to have sex with my husband." 


 –  The New York Times Style Section, April 17, 2011, at 2.