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Below is another of our columns, from our patriotic country music singer, Boxcar Pud Acuff, "9/11 Changed Everything"
9/11 Changed Everything
http://www.republicanpress.com/pud.htm(Mule Ass, Tennessee)
Shoot, I ain't never claimed to be smart, bright, clever, or anything that might come near to being one of those things. Naw, I'm just a Republican country crooner of sad beer drinkin' music and nothing more. An old farmboy from Mule Ass, Tennessee that made it big in Nashville. Yep, under the bright neon lights of the streets in Nashville I made it without being like the so-called, "smart people." Shoot, I'm just me, and me is mighty damn stupid.
Now I might be a dumbass, but I will tell you right here and now that I know about respecting the flag and the President! If there is one thing I love about America, it's having the freedom to be as stupid as I want. I don't have to worry about trying to seem educated, or reading this or learning that. I reckon President Bush is a lot like me in that regard. He understands the importance of freedom, and he exercises his freedom to be stupid everyday too.
Last week, them Hollywood liberal reporters was foaming at the mouth when President Bush misspoke, saying, "Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we, " (STORY)
People tell me the liberal egghead media throwed one in our President like he was some kind of stump-broke calf. Hell, I don't do no readin' and I'm damn proud of it. I am like President Bush in that regard. As far as I'm concerned, readin' and bein' smart ain't all it's cracked up to be. Let the Hollywood liberal media sit around in their debate clubs and talk about, you know, smart people shit. I'll hold onto my right to remain stupid, along with my Republican morals and values!
Nobody has more Republican morals and values, then my Granddaddy Steamboat Acuff. I came home late last night to find Granddaddy Steamboat, sittin' at the kitchen table with a worried look on his face and ponderin' his own conservative morals and values. Granddaddy had his knife out, and he was a whittlin' away at one of the biggest cucumbers I had ever seen.
"Pud, this war in Iraq is startin' to affect us all. I saw ole' lady Johnson down at the market today. They called up her husband's Guard Unit to go and fight over in Iraq and it might be 2 years before she sees him again." Granddaddy said as he carefully worked on the giant vegetable. "Pud, war is hell on the home front too. While ole' man Johnson is over there in Iraq fightin' and diddlin' them Iraqi women, that little wife of his is back here at home a doin' without," he said. I could see the concern in his weathered face.
"She don't have the security of a man's arms, she don't have a partner to confide in, and she don't have a nobody to lay on top of her a sweatin' and a grindin' tryin' to knock the bottom out of that puddin' at night." Granddaddy said as the cucumber he was whittlin' on began to take shape.
I thought about Granddaddy's words as the cucumber he was whittlin' began to take the form of a big ole' pecker. Granddaddy has always been a patriot and a Republican. He taught me and my little brother, Cornbread, what it means to say the pledge, wave the flag, and vote Republican. I reckon that's how I became the Country Music Star I am today.
"You know Pud, even all the way over here in Tennessee, them 'Raqi's is able to terrorize good Americans like Mrs. Johnson. The arm of them terrorists reaches all the way to Mrs. Johnson's puddin' by takin' her husband and makin' her do without! Well, tonight your granddaddy is a soldier in the War On Terror! I'm going straight to into Ole' lady Johnson's house and devastate her puddin' with shock and awe! Ole' lady Johnson is trying to keep the home fire burnin' for her husband, and tonight I am going over there to stoke that fire, and smoke out the terrorists' grip on her puddin'! We can't let them terrorists win! This is a war to preserve morals, family values, and the puddin' of women like Mrs. Johnson! We've got to fight for people like you and me who are white and Republican!" Granddaddy said as he turned to leave, taking the giant cucumber dildo with him. I reckon Granddaddy knew he'd have to bear arms to fight them terrorists, and he knew they wouldn't stand a chance against that mighty cucumber dildo!
As he walked out the screen door to begin his mission, my little brother Cornbread burst into the room. He had been eavesdropping around the corner. "But Granddaddy, you promised Grandma Enola Gay that you had changed your fornicatin' ways!" With little brother's words, Granddaddy turned back around, and a pained look came over his face. "Boys, I know I promised your Grandma I wouldn't run around no more, but it's like President Bush said -- 9/11 changed everything! Well, almost everything. Your Grandma is still an old bitch, and she won't give me any. Now you boys go on to bed, I've got a war to fight!"
With those words Granddaddy left. I sat there in the kitchen and marveled at how brave my Granddaddy Steamboat was. I reckon President Bush is a lot like my Granddaddy. He's willing to f**k the American People in order to get himself a little piece of Iraq's puddin'! We can't expect President Bush to change his "War President" ways anymore than we can expect my horny ole' Granddaddy to stop fornicatin'! That's why we've got to re-elect President Bush: 9/11 changed everything!