Friday, April 10, 2009

Verbal Venom of the Day: "President Pantywaist"?

Good grief! I've said it before and I'll say it again: nobody but nobody does articulate anger like the Brits.

This new bit of poisonous penmanship is really quite something. The writer might go too far, maybe, but there's no denying his flair. I link for your amusement. Here is a taste of it (topic: North Korea and its recent rocket launch):
President Pantywaist is hopping mad and he has a strategy to cut Kim down to size: he is going to slice $1.4bn off America's missile defence programme, presumably on the calculation that Kim would feel it unsporting to hit a sitting duck, so that will spoil his fun.

Watch out, France and Co, there is a new surrender monkey on the block and, over the next four years, he will spectacularly sell out the interests of the West with every kind of liberal-delusionist initiative on nuclear disarmament and sitting down to negotiate with any power freak who wants to buy time to get a good ICBM fix on San Francisco, or wherever. If you thought the world was a tad unsafe with Dubya around, just wait until President Pantywaist gets into his stride.

Ooooh, OUCH. But...really?

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