Pic Of The Moment: Bipartisanship, Republican-Style

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16. Well, FINE then! Let him do it himself since he's so swagger-y about this all the time.

Since he likes to insinuate in that twinkle-eye, accordion-pleated smiley way of his - that "well, y'know, we could Always secede... The Texas constitution says we can bail out if we don't like it.

Well, GO AHEAD, ricky dear! LEAVE! Figure it out for yourself, Governor OOPS. Bring all that towering intellect that allows you to be okay with not telling your fellow citizens what kind of hot stuff they may be living near - because companies dealing with, making, and storing highly volatile and explosive and toxic chemicals now no longer have to fess up to their neighbors about what kind of death-traps they are now. Bring all that down-home good ol' boy shuck 'n' jive that allows you not to care whether the poorest and neediest of your people get health care they can afford, even when the feds make extra money possible to expedite such things. Do it yourself! When the next hurricane strikes, YOU go ahead and take care of it, pal. YOU. Secede. Go ahead. Be king then. Have a great time. Shoot off some rounds from your trusty little six-gun man-toys now and show everybody just how rough-n-tough and rootin'-tootin' you are! A regular Rambo meets Godzilla meets John Wayne meets Marshall Dillon from the ol' "Gunsmoke" show on TV. Yeehaw.

This is one big-city girl who is NOT impressed (especially by purportedly GROWN MEN who insist on swaggerin' around like five-year-olds with their plastic-vinyl tough-guy holsters and their Little-Mr.-Macho pop-guns). From the Left Coast. Where L.A. alone is bigger than YOU will EVER be, ricky boy, and the men I hang with here are more MAN than you'll ever be, sonny. Even if they're armed only with drumstick, guitar, microphone, surfboard - or computer keyboard and Keurig coffee machine, for that matter.