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Moonbat of the Week:Occulata palingenia haterus (Cult of Palin Haters) May 4, 2009

palinLast week, I offered a short and crisp introduction to the burgeoning field of moonbattery. Unfortunately it is still a relatively young subject and there is a paucity of authoritative and comprehensive reference works which investigate the stability and complexity of every moonbat specimen. No lavishly illustrated guide books for moonbat watchers. Without a field guide, one must resort to attending protest marches in order to aid one’s research.  Currently, moonbattery field work looks mostly at behavior patterns, particularly species interaction. There must be a special effort for meticulous documentation in order to gain startling insight on these political creatures.

Before I reveal our moonbat of the week, I want to preface this by offering a cryptic disclaimer that I am not by any means an expert in the taxonomic classification of moonbats. I am a novice and this is merely a hobby for me. During the 2008 presidential campaign, I found myself interacting increasingly with moonbats. I was amazed at the sheer biodiversity of moonbats and the way they evolve and adapt to their environment. Thus far my field work has proven that moonbats exhibit hostility towards me whenever I offer an opposing viewpoint especially if it is a conservative viewpoint as it is undisputed that most moonbats are traditionally far left.

As stated previously, my interaction with moonbats increased during the 2008 election cycle. Last September, I was dining with a moonbat of the Obama phileticus (Obama lover) variety. I remained silent throughout most of the meal as I was camouflaged as a Liberalis African Americanas. Mind you this was not of my own doing, the moonbat assumed I was a member of the Liberalis family due to my brown skin coloring. I have noticed that even the most evolved moonbats make this miscalculation regarding my political classification, although I can never figure out why. The moonbat was explaining to me why Senator Hillary Clinton was whiny and lost the primary due to her “riding to the presidency on Bill Clinton’s coattails” (that is an exact quote). At the time I had become an admirer of GOP presidential candidate John McCain’s VP running mate Gov. Sarah Palin (R-AK). The moonbat was a feminist or at least that is what the button on her canvas RESIST OR DIE tote bag said. I asked what I thought was a harmless question: “What do you think of Sarah Palin? She is certainly accomplished in her own right. Her husband held no previous political office before she became the governor of Alaska—”

What followed was a tragic and unexpected shift in the conversation. The moonbat went from being tolerable to abominable. “Oh you mean that white trash evil bitch with the IQ of paint?”  I would hear “bitch” many, many, many more times. I did not want to upset the moonbat more. She may throw dim sum at me. Then I knew. I was in the presence of a new breed of moonbat. Occulata palingenia haterus or more commonly “Sarah Palin Haters”

Sarah Palin Haters are the benchmark against which all acts of political misogyny are measured. They are a mutation of the Obama phileticus moonbat. They breed by feeding on Sarah Palin myths and planting their seeds of myth and lies in the minds of others. Myths which were neither ignored nor downplayed by the mainstream media. My theory is that it was in fact the media that bred the Occulata palingenia haterus moonbat. At any rate, the Occulata palingenia haterus primary function is to aid in the dehumanization of Sarah Palin.

<i>Katinira medialus dumbbratta</i> exhbits a sembiotic host relationship with <i>Occulata palingenia haterus</i>

Katinira medialus dumbbratta exhibits a symbiotic host relationship with Occulata palingenia haterus

Occulata palingenia haterus can be of the simplest moonbat variety or highly sophisticated. There is some evidence that they share many similarities with the Hilleri Clintonia Mysoginus moonbat. While this has never been proven, there is no doubt that misogyny and humiliation lies at the core of their motives.

There is also a more venomous “vulgaris” variety  Occulata palingenia which is immensely gifted with their use of the word “CUNT”.

There is no lack of female representation among Sarah Palin Haters. Extraordinarily,  many females were the original inspiration for happy hour “round the barstool” stories spun by the Occulata palingenia haterus moonbat. Yes, contrary to popular belief, the Sarah Palin Hater moonbat community was not male dominated. Female Occulata palingenia haterus could spin the most spellbinding bullshit narratives about Sarah Palin. Some female specimens even had the ability to shape shift and impersonate the VP candidate.

After the election, I was confident that the Occulata palingenia haterus would exhibit patterns of extinction. Alas I could not have been more wrong. They spawned and persisted, a barrage of Palin critics often found in contiguous Obamabot areas.,Occulata palingenia haterus moonbats are continuous in their influence of Sarah Palin bashing, thus insuring that all 2012 bets on President Obama’s reelection are covered.

Canonical Text for the literate iOcculata Palinius Haterus/i

Canonical Text for the literate Occulata Palinius Haterus

It goes without saying that much research on Occulata palingenia haterus remains.

I now leave you with the latest installment of “ZoNATION” where our brave conservative scientist takes on the Sarah Palin Haters, followed by more illustrations of Palin hating.

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<i>Occulata palinus vulgaris</i> is noticeable by frequent use of "cunt"

Occulata palinus vulgaris is noticeable by frequent use of "cunt"

<i>Mammoutha sandras vulgaris</i> is an infectious parasite.

Mammoutha sandras vulgaris is an infectious parasite.

Man made trap for <i>Occulata Palingenia Haterus</i>

Man made trap for Occulata Palingenia Haterus

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Featured Moonbat of the Week: Liberalis Medeaus Twitcalis (Code Pink) April 27, 2009

Great Poster, Too bad it is backed by MOONBATS

Great Poster, Too bad it is backed by MOONBATS

MOONBAT MONDAY!!!!!

The demarcation line between your average harmless democrat and a liberal left wing moonbat is not difficult to make. Moonbats can be cross class in nature. A Moonbat may be the vegan checkout person at Whole Foods who throws your feta cheese stuffed beef fillets in the bag with all of his might. Or, it could be the wife of a wealthy corporate CEO. Moonbats can be very prominent people in terms of pedigree, wealth, business and talent.

To be certain, there are some surefire signs of a moonbat from a list I found. It has been very helpful to me.

A primitive member of the Liberalis Medeaus Twitcalis species

A primitive member of the Liberalis Medeaus Twitcalis species

• You may be a moonbat if you believe Michael Moore is a great patriot.

• You may be a moonbat if a Christmas tree offends you.

• You may be a left wing moonbat if you believe KFC is committing the holocaust of chickens.

• You may be an ALPHA moonbat if the protest was more than 1,000 miles away from where you reside.

• You may be a moonbat if you believe the NY Times is a centrist newspaper without an agenda.

• You may be a moonbat if you take Jon Stewart seriously.
• You may be a moonbat if you think taxes are too low.
• You may be a moonbat if you believe Nancy Pelosi Howard Dean, Barack Obama, and Bill Richardson are real Democrats.
• You may be a moonbat if your name is George Soros.
• You may be a moonbat if you wear Fidel Castro, Chavez, or Che Guevara t-shirts.
• You may be a moonbat if you believe Al Gore invented the internet.

If you suspect that someone you know a may be moonbat, do be very cautious during your interactions with them. Moonbats have been known to ruin a good art gallery opening, boat outing, or school play (Afrocity has experienced this personally). The motives and subsequent actions of a moonbat have ethical implications. It is not apparent on the surface but they are linked to the establishment of the left wing, condemning on one hand the power of the dominant groups, organized religion, and the military and on the other hand aiding and abetting the inferior statuses and abilities of minority groups. A common moonbat tactic when confronted by difference is to loudly protest against and demonize the target.

Every Monday we will reveal a member of the moonbat species. There are plenty so we will never run out. We may even discover a few of our own as they mutate rapidly, especially among the young, disgruntled, people who don’t have shit to do with themselves.

This Monday’s moonbat is Code Pink or Liberalis Medeaus Twitcalis:

Code Pink or more formally Code Pink: Women for Peace is described by Wiki as:

…an anti-war group based on a radical eco-feminist, and marxist-feminist ideology. They describe themselves as a “grassroots peace and social justice movement working to end the war in Iraq, stop new wars, and redirect our resources into healthcare, education and other life-affirming activities

Feeble collector of the Code Pink Moonbat

Feeble collector of the Code Pink Moonbat

So fine Code Pink. You are against war and you want peace. It seems like a pretty harmless goal except my problem with Code Pink stems from their depiction of our soldiers as murderers. To that end, the liberal propaganda these moonbats rely most heavily upon involves signs that bear offensive messages such as “Kill our troops”. As the sister of a service man, I am overwhelmed by the insensitivity of Code Pink towards our troops overseas and their families.

Yes, no doubt about it. You really are advancing women's rights.

Yes, no doubt about it. You really are advancing women's rights.

Therefore I submit Code Pink as our “moonbat of the week”. What the hell do they hope to gain by demeaning our troops?

There are no words for this

There are no words for this

The Code Pink Moonbat has become a subject of film studies.

The Code Pink Moonbat has become a subject of film studies.

Common source of nourishment for Liberalis Medeaus Twitcalis

Common source of nourishment for Liberalis Medeaus Twitcalis

A rare queen specimen of Liberalis Medeaus Twitcalis resisting captivity.
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AFROCITY

 

Say Hello to My Liberal Friend: Moonbat Monday the First in a Series

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Moonbat Specimen: Liberalis Stupidus

Early Moonbat Specimen: Liberalis Stupidus


Ever experienced being a traveler in a strange land?
Can’t understand the language the natives speak?
You feel awkward while adjusting to the ins and outs of a new culture.

That was the way I felt as a democrat. For some reason I was in the foreign country but I didn’t understand why.I was there simply because my mother had brought me. This especially became apparent during 9/11. I lived in New York City at the time and was effected personally by the events of the tragedy.

When Bush sent troops into Afghanistan I had friends that were so angry they took to the streets in protest. The following conservation made it oh so obvious that I was a foreigner in a liberal land.

LIBERAL FRIEND:Muthafuckers sent troops into Afghanistan. Fucking Assholes. Bush is suck a fucking ASSHOLE
AFROCITY:”But they attacked us!!! We have to defend ourselves and let them know that they can’t do this again. They killed over 3,000 people. LIBERAL FRIEND:What’s the matter with you? We can’t just go attacking countries just because they attack us.
AFROCITY: Why not? Who knows what else Bin Laden has planned for us.
LIBERAL FRIEND: (Looks at me like I am carrying a gun in a school yard, may ask to see my liberal passport at any moment)
AFROCITY: (I want to end this conversation. I am angry someone I know has died. I need to finish cleaning the dust and debris from my apartment)
LIBERAL FRIEND:Karma deserves to bite America in the ass.
AFROCITY: I find it interesting that you are a self professed atheist yet you believe in Karma.
LIBERAL FRIEND: Karama is not a deity.
AFROCITY: Touche, very well then. (goes back to watching CNN)

My liberal friend protested the strikes against Afghanistan. I stayed home and watched the country change. Every brownstone in Park Slope, Brooklyn had a US flag hanging from somewhere. Protesting as an act is something that never appealed to me- a liberals right of passage I preferred to skip.

Moonbat Specimen: Liberalis Goracle Delusionalis

Highly Evolved Moonbat Specimen: Liberalis Goracle Delusionalis

“Days of Rage” pictures from the 1960′s looked crazy to me. Flower children, Charles Manson, Woodstock, riots… My brother was into the Black Power thing, had a huge afro that came with a hair pic permanently attached. He was about 17 years old and a bastion of black and pissed off critical thought as he sat around a card table with his gang buddies smoking pot. Angry over their plight as black men, they would play cards, smoke weed, drink, smoke weed, drink, play cards. I was continually regalled with tales of “the man”, and how that spearheaded the black revolution. Fuck the man. Fuck the white man’s war. He played a lot of The Doors and Pink Floyd. As a three year old I was amused by the whole thing, it was fun. There was always a certain point of the evening where I didn’t have to hide anymore and my brother would prop me on his knee so I could play too–and drink beer. (Which is why I may loathe the taste of it today).

That depiction was one of the good days. By the time I was six there was a clear message from my family that black people were basically screwed and I should be angry about it from birth. My brother carved his entire social identity on that notion. He became a liberal moonbat and began to involve himself in my social life. Holly Hobbie was one of my favorites. My bedroom was devoted to the character. I had the dolls, the house, the clothes including the bonnet. Brother did not approve of my obsession with Holly. She was a part of the establishment. Holly Hobbie was white and very ummmm, boho… Vermont folksy,blond hair and blue eyes, makes gooseberry jam and moonshine.

Holly Hobby. Racism ripped us apart.

Holly Hobbie. She is not a moonbat but racism eventually ripped us apart.

She lived alone with a cat and fed the mouse some cheese every day. You know, a free spirit who would grow up to be an environmentalist or a midwife. She was without a doubt a liberal, but Holly was definitely not a card carrying “down with the cause” black power kind of gal. Wild berries and honey with scones had very little to do with powdered milk and Spam sandwiches. His complaining to my mom about how little Afrocity was falling into a white man’s trap fell on death ears. She told him to go to school, get a job, or get out of the house. One day while insulted by my mom’s racial ignorance he was being especially nasty and unbearable. I was sitting in front of the TV watching Dream Of Jeanie, eating a bowl of Neapolitan ice cream in my Holly Hobbie dress. Dr. Bellows came on the screen. I had a crush on him (don’t ask).

“Mom, I am gonna marry Dr. Bellows someday” I declared.
“I know.” Mom answered from way back in the kitchen.

Faster than I could fold my arms and blink, my brother grabbed me up from the floor. My expression smiling and laughter at first but he got rough. “Ouch, stop that. MOMMY”
I could not believe it. He tore off my Holly Hobbie dress and I stood there in middle of the living room floor butt naked. I grabbed for the dress kicking and screaming while being dragged across the orange psychedelic linoleum. Mom came out from the kitchen and there was a battle that left scars. I had been shamed and bitten. The dress was beyond repair and that was my first encounter with a moonbat.

From the Urban Dictionary:

1.Moonbat

An unthinking or insane leftist — in other words, most modern leftists.

Moonbat can also be used as an adjective, e.g. a moonbat professor. According to the Wikipedia entry for moonbat, the word was coined in 2002 by the Editor of Samizdata, Perry de Havilland, and was a variation on the name of radical British activist and columnist George Monbiot.

Originally, the term “moonbat” was intended to be more politically neutral, and described wackos on the left and the right, but it quickly acquired its current usage of being applied almost exclusively to those on the left.

The term also references the moon much in the same way that “lunatic” refers to the insanity-causing powers of the full moon (luna = moon). Bloggers occasionally analyze the behavior patterns of various moonbat “species” as if they were actual animals, and even give them satirical Linnaean taxonomical names, such as “moonbattus berkeleyensis”.

Okay I get it. You mean like this?

Another type of moonbat in its natural habitat. <i>moonbattus berkeleyensis</i>

Another type of moonbat in its natural habitat. moonbattus berkeleyensis

2. moonbat

Any number of irrational and hysterical individuals whose self-indulgent intellectual indolence has led them to a visceral hatred of all things western. Moonbats tend to frequent anti-globalization and numerous other forms of rallies, demonstrations, sit-ins, and the like, tend to look dirty, and can frequently be heard using terms such as, “imperialism”. The mark of a true moonbat is the total lack of perspective (i.e. “if a dictator provides free healthcare, I like that dictator” – actual moonbat quote).

Hmmmm. I got it!!!

A common moonbat specimen <i> Liberalis Vulgaris</i>

A common moonbat specimen Liberalis Vulgaris


Absolutely frightening. No wonder I never liked demonstrations. I have always fought their attempts to convince me that my country sucks. At first glance, they seem to be concerned with what’s going on around them. Purposeful and social in nature. Outdoorsy types reveling in the smell of trees and grass (cough, cough). They seemed normal but as I interacted with them, something unnerved me. It gnawed at my brain like a rat and was intensely liberal in nature. Then it came to me. They are always angry. Bitching seems to suit them well as they never want to see both sides. Diversions are created in order to avoid coming up with pragmatic solutions.

I began to avoid, treated them well in every respect. The sight of John Kerry sickened me. I lied and said I voted for him just to appease my liberal friends. Conflicted, I did not vote at all that year. The assault and moonbattery grew during the Democratic primaries of 2008. Forget having any sort of realistic dialogue. They had a skewed portrait of democracy and free speech. Speech was free as long as it was what they liked to hear. Do these ghastly moonbats honestly represent the entire left wing?

Stay Tuned and we will find out.

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AFROCITY

 

 
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