In which the party that promises to “fight” “for” you mocks you for fighting for yourself.

September 7th, 2008 9:45 pm by Kelly Garbato

John McCain, in his acceptance speech:

I fight for Americans. I fight for you. I fight for Bill and Sue Nebe from Farmington Hills, Michigan, who lost their real estate investments in the bad housing market. Bill got a temporary job after he was out of work for seven months. Sue works three jobs to help pay the bills.

I fight for Jake and Toni Wimmer of Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Jake works on a loading dock; coaches Little League, and raises money for the mentally and physically disabled. Toni is a schoolteacher, working toward her Master’s Degree. They have two sons, the youngest, Luke, has been diagnosed with autism. Their lives should matter to the people they elect to office. They matter to me.

Giuliani and co., at the RNC. (The irony begins at 1:35.)

I fight for Americans. I fight for you.

Just don’t ask me to color code your files, volunteer for voter registration, or, like, pretend to care about your autistic child’s education. That grassroots touchy-feely community shit is for sissies and bitchez.

Oh, and 9-11.

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