By his enemies, shall ye know him.
Flack.
Target.
If a bunch of carpet munching, softball playing, thick ankled, dough faced women with gender issues or fey men with self hatred, poor impulse control, narcissistic, Broadway tune listening, mommas boys hate something or someone, I'm buying it, eating it, voting for it or supporting it in some manner.
It's like a seal of opposite approval that allows me with my actions to symbolically stand tall with both arms above my head and middle fingers extended in the universal sign of @##k $@u.
I personally don't like Romney, but I'd vote for a turd in my toilet over our current TOFUS.