Skip to comments.LIBERAL AT MY DINNER TABLE (vanty)
Posted on 12/25/2004 6:54:14 PM PST by cyborg
How do I deal with a real Hillary Clinton sycophant in my house? I'm hiding in my bathroom and am so ashamed. I've avoiding talking so as not to start a fight.
Better yet, pull a Bush I and vomit in her lap.
I've read your posts young lady. I don't believe for a moment that you are afraid of this lib. This is just a troll with no moderators to save it's dignity.
Or, if they are good looking, get them good and drunk and do what Bill would do!
Better yet, SING Hail to the Chief:
Hail to the Chief
'Cause he's the Chief and he needs hailing
We make our friends; we make our enemies; but God makes our next-door neighbour. Hence he comes to us clad in all the careless terrors of nature; he is as strange as the stars, as reckless and indifferent as the rain. He is Man, the most terrible of the beasts. That is why the old religions and the old scriptural language showed so sharp a wisdom when they spoke, not of one's duty towards humanity, but one's duty towards one's neighbour. The duty towards humanity may often take the form of some choice which is personal or even pleasurable. That duty may be a hobby; it may even be a dissipation. We may work in the East End because we are peculiarly fitted to work in the East End, or because we think we are; we may fight for the cause of international peace because we are very fond of fighting. The most monstrous martyrdom, the most repulsive experience, may be the result of choice or a kind of taste. We may be so made as to be particularly fond of lunatics or specially interested in leprosy. We may love negroes because they are black or German Socialists because they are pedantic. But we have to love our neighbour because he is there-- a much more alarming reason for a much more serious operation. He is the sample of humanity which is actually given us. Precisely because he may be anybody he is everybody. He is a symbol because he is an accident.
sorry bout that. Don't have any spares.
I'll lend you the new shirt I had made:
Frodo Failed....Hilary Has the Ring....goes over well
It's not too late for laxative brownies.
I've been there and have ignored it. The only time I didn't is when this relative started saying our troops were killing Iraqis indiscriminately. This was last Easter and I was not about to sit there and ignore this outrageous lie and I said that was absolute nonsense. After over a year of not being challenged the lib relative was shocked out of his wits and actually got up and left the table speechless at being called on his assertions.
Haven't seen him since.
"LIBERAL AT MY DINNER TABLE"
I know you're always saying it's hard to get a date, but this time you've really set your standards low!
A good looking liberal? Is there such a creature?
Most all of them I can think of have an ugly look, no matter how gifted they were in the looks department at the beginning...
LOLOL - tell them you voted for the ham, before you voted for the chicken...
That's assuming that he or she actually did that, of course (surely you wouldn't be this upset over a mere casual remark), and that he or she actually started it.
Smile, pat her hand gently and say, "It's so nice they let you out for the day."
Put down the beer...You need a hot toddy instead! :)
There are plenty of cute liberal gals...they just need "direction"...They don't all look like Hilliary Clinton, Barbara Streisand, Nancy Pelosi, Madeline Albright or Dan Rather.
Yeah I know, but I'm too shy to call her!
You caught me mid-swallow on that one. As the saying goes, you owe me a keyboard!
The he!! with that - give her a cattle prod and get her the heck out of your house...
You needn't be shy just because you're a conservative...
>> Whenever the lib asks for chicken, give them ham. If they ask for ham, give them chicken.
When called on it, just say you meant to hand them the ham before you handed them the chicken, or you favor defining 'ham' as both ham and chicken<<
Smile, pat her hand gently and say, "It's so nice they let you out for the day."
Well, give em awhile...
You can't hold that much evil in your heart and mind and stay beautiful for long!
...and the direction, my friend, is down!
The famous ones are mostly actesses who look nice as long as they don't open their mouths...:)
And Merry Christmas!
It's YOUR house, right? Get back out there and enjoy YOUR HOUSE and YOUR Christmas!
It's YOUR house - repeat after me "It's MY house, My rules or the highway and I say, No politics, no knocking anything I believe in. That's "Courtesy 101" - (When in someone else's house, you do not say anything rude or upsetting to the host/hostess. (And you not a "hostperson".
Now stand your ground. If the lib doesn't want to be polite, "politely" ask them to leave. If that doesn't work, ORDER Them to leave...and for heavens sake, don't let them darken your door again.
The institution of the family is to be commended for precisely the same reasons that the institution of the nation, or the institution of the city, are in this matter to be commended. It is a good thing for a man to live in a family for the same reason that it is a good thing for a man to be besieged in a city. It is a good thing for a man to live in a family in the same sense that it is a beautiful and delightful thing for a man to be snowed up in a street. They all force him to realize that life is not a thing from outside, but a thing from inside. Above all, they all insist upon the fact that life, if it be a truly stimulating and fascinating life, is a thing which, of its nature, exists in spite of ourselves. The modern writers who have suggested, in a more or less open manner, that the family is a bad institution, have generally confined themselves to suggesting, with much sharpness, bitterness, or pathos, that perhaps the family is not always very congenial. Of course the family is a good institution because it is uncongenial. It is wholesome precisely because it contains so many divergencies and varieties. It is, as the sentimentalists say, like a little kingdom, and, like most other little kingdoms, is generally in a state of something resembling anarchy. It is exactly because our brother George is not interested in our religious difficulties, but is interested in the Trocadero Restaurant, that the family has some of the bracing qualities of the commonwealth. It is precisely because our uncle Henry does not approve of the theatrical ambitions of our sister Sarah that the family is like humanity. The men and women who, for good reasons and bad, revolt against the family, are, for good reasons and bad, simply revolting against mankind. Aunt Elizabeth is unreasonable, like mankind. Papa is excitable, like mankind Our youngest brother is mischievous, like mankind. Grandpapa is stupid, like the world; he is old, like the world.
The best way that a man could test his readiness to encounter the common variety of mankind would be to climb down a chimney into any house at random, and get on as well as possible with the people inside. And that is essentially what each one of us did on the day that he was born.
That was my first thought, too. : )
Girlfriend, is it not YOUR dinner table? Get out there and eat! You do not have to respond to everything an idiot says. If that person has to stay, there's nothing wrong with saying you don't want to discuss politics today.
If you have the authority to kick that person out of the house (are you at your mom's?), then hand 'em their coat and tell 'em good night. Have some egg nog and relax. Last thing anyone needs is a liberal on the holidays.
Perhaps instead of serving dessert in a bowl, you could serve it in knee-pads...as, sort of a hint.
>> Rule two: if they start, load both barrels and fire at point blank range. Reload and fire at will. Continue firing until you hear babbling sounds.
As a member of this forum - you have been paying attention, right?, you should be able to "slice and dice" with ease<<
Actually, this is the best advice. Give 'em both barrels. Slice and dice, brrrrrrby!
It helps to have some viking kittens in the house when you do it. Do you have cats?
Ask her about the 400k hillary's brother got in legal fees handling the marc rich pardon.
Don't discuss politics.
Have someone phone you, respond in a loud voice, "No, Craig Livingston doesn't live here anymore," hang up, say to the sycophant, "I wish I'd never hired that guy!" and then immediately change the subject.
Oooh, oooh. I got another good one.
If you're serving green-bean salad, ladle out generous portions, and after half their portion is gone, ask them if they know that botulism is often caused by poorly-processed green beans.
That last phrase -- "the ... stimulating society of his equals--of free men, perverse, personal, deliberately different from himself" is the best description of Free Republic I've ever seen or heard.
Someone tell Jim Robinson!
...oh, and Merry Christmas.
My favorite was when Ed Bradley reminded Captain Dan that he used to teach math, and that Jean F'n Kerry was mathematically eliminated. Well, I actually didn't see it, but I read about it on FR.
Your expertise in this matter is needed. Cyborg needs help, lol!
Shrug your shoulders and say "whatever".Remember a cat cares little what a rat thinks of it.
My concern would not be with that mouthy a**hole, but with the reactions of others listening to her. I would not try to beat her, but would ask leading questions hoping to sink her or expose her.