House of Eratosthenes

I’m not sure how to put all this together and I damn sure don’t know how to hand out the credit for finding it. For introducing me to the thread the Rottweiler gets the credit, but for pointing out the redundancy, we have to give that one to DailyKOS member Wisper. Let us start from the beginning, proceed forward until we come to the end, then stop.

On April 27, KOS member CheChe had to write in with his tale of woe:

I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a look of misery and dejection on the face of my daughter as I just did a moment ago.

I sat down with her on the sofa and (as calmly as I could) tried to explain to her why the Senate Republicans want to drain the treasury in order to give every American a $100 check. I tried to keep my voice steady, but it became increasingly difficult – the rage and feelings of helplessnes were just too much. I think my daughter could tell something was wrong. I found myself at such a loss for words – nothing made any sense; nothing makes sense anymore. I finally had to admit, “Honey, I just don’t know – I don’t know what’s going on in this country anymore…”

When I finished her lower lip started to tremble and her eyes began to fill with tears, “Daddy” she said, “why are the Republicans doing this to the country?” Well, that was it for me: I finally fell apart. She just fell into my arms and we both began sobbing for several minutes.

For once she had to comfort me and get me back on my feet. Sometimes I just think it’s too much, but seeing the strength in my young daughter’s voice helped me to get through.

Bottle-feeding newborns is like forcing them to smoke cigarettes.

Kinda gets ya right here, don’t it? Well, hold the phone there, because you don’t want to turn on the water works before the story’s told. Because after the “Spying On Ordinary Americans” scandal came to a head, CheChe had to put together another narrative about the awful mood the Republicans are creating in his household.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a look of misery and dejection on the face of my daughter as I just did a moment ago. She just couldn’t understand why the President would be spying on everyone. “Even my Grandma?” she asked pitifully.

I sat down with her on the sofa and (as calmly as I could) tried to explain to her why the President has ordered a group of spies to collect information on every American. “And yes honey, even Grandma”, I was forced to say.

I tried to keep my voice steady, but it became increasingly difficult – the rage and feelings of helplessnes were just too much. I think my daughter could tell something was wrong. I found myself at such a loss for words – nothing made any sense; nothing makes sense anymore. I finally had to admit, “Honey, I just don’t know – I don’t know what’s going on in this country anymore…”

When I finished her lower lip started to tremble and her eyes began to fill with tears, “Daddy” she said, “why are the Republicans doing this to the country?” Well, that was it for me: I finally fell apart. She just fell into my arms and we both began sobbing for several minutes.

For once she had to comfort me and get me back on my feet. Sometimes I just think it’s too much, but seeing the strength in my young daughter’s voice helped me to get through.

Bottle-feeding newborns is like forcing them to smoke cigarettes.

Geez, the poor kid. She can’t even turn on the cartoons without…er, yes she can. Come to think of it, this is kind of weird. How old is this girl anyway?

Well, it just happened again…

I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a look of misery and dejection on the face of my daughter as I just did a moment ago. She just couldn’t understand why the President would be going to Iraq when so many things are wrong in this country. “Doesn�t Mr. Bush care about us anymore?” she asked pitifully.

I sat down with her on the sofa and (as calmly as I could) tried to explain to her why the President seems to be abandoning his country. “Honey, I think his boss, Mr. Rove, sent Mr. Bush out of the country in order to keep himself out of the newspapers. You see, he wasn�t sure if he was going to be arrested today or not, and so he planned Mr. Bush�s trip ahead of time just in case…�

I tried to keep my voice steady, but it became increasingly difficult – the rage and feelings of helplessness were just too much. I think my daughter could tell something was wrong. I found myself at such a loss for words – nothing made any sense; nothing makes sense anymore. I finally had to admit, “Honey, I just don’t know – I don’t know what’s going on in this country anymore…”

When I finished her lower lip started to tremble and her eyes began to fill with tears, “Daddy” she said, “why are the Republicans doing this to the country?” Well, that was it for me: I finally fell apart. She just fell into my arms and we both began sobbing for several minutes.

For once she had to comfort me and get me back on my feet. Sometimes I just think it’s too much, but seeing the strength in my young daughter’s voice helped me to get through.

Bottle-feeding newborns is like forcing them to smoke cigarettes.

Y’know what I think? I think the daughter is made up. And CheChe is Karl Rove.

Whoever he is, the folks here think he’s written the funniest DailyKOS comment in history. I’m inclined to disagree; the history over there is awfully rich. You can grow any crop you want over there, just don’t get any on the bottoms of your shoes.

If all this stuff is on the up-and-up, regardless of what the girl’s age is, it’s a little disturbing. As of about a week ago, CheChe seems to have an infant/toddler in the house, things are supposed to be tough on the older daughter “since we lost her mother” and the signature under each post suggests he’s opposed to bottle-feeding. So what I want to know is, was the little one put on strained carrots and baby-mush before the mom kicked the bucket, or does this guy have a pair of man-boobs?

And regarding the older girl — how about a nice rented disc or two of SpongeBob SquarePants? I mean, for crying in da sink…California special election? Alito hearings? Sobbing her eyes out over the President leaving to visit another country? What a freakin’ drama queen. She’s going to make some poor sap into a real happy husband someday.

My pet gila monster and I are going to have a good cry over this now. Seeing the strength in my gila monster’s face helps me to get through.

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