On Obscenity.

First, we watched the last five minutes of Lil Bush on Comedy Central last night.  I actually had to avert my eyes when they took mom Barbara to the abortion clinic to have the procedure to get rid of Lil Cheney.  Its so very, very wrong.  And yet, much like a traffic accident...

And then there's this.

"But maybe that's beside the point. Because as far as Bush's God-spanked FCC is concerned, it is, always and forever, all about protecting the children. Or rather, it is all about protecting some imaginary Christian Everychild, some sort of perfect hypersheltered dovelike organism made of spun glass and delicate bunny hearts and little golden crucifixes, a fragile, blessed thing whose happy, unblemished life had been completely free of blood or spit or pain right up until he overheard Bono say "f--" at the Golden Globes and his precious virgin heart shattered forever. "

I fucking love it.  Thanks, Adfreak.