Betty Cracker's hilarious post proclaims the collapse of satire and parody, industries totally outdone by the reality of today’s GOP. A few of the words and lines below were stolen from “Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard”, by Thomas Gray
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
When satire was undone and parody
Was likewise brought to total disarray
By inane musings of the GOP.
No irony ameliorates the talk
That daily spews from Rush’s gob,
No humor can be found in Palin’s squawk -
Their only mission is the hatchet job.
No more can one make up fictitious tales
That seek to ridicule and parody
Because our fiction can’t compete and pales
Before the GOP’s insanity.
Now fades the glimmering satires of our day
And all the air holds naught but righteousness,
So overbearing in its noxious way
And bathes our world in droning fractiousness.
The clarion calls of A-holes on the right
No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed
Their heads rest motionless, as if contrite,
Sweet satire, gentle parody … both dead.