The Iron Zombie

I was going to put this post up yesterday but then I thought it would probably be in bad taste. I am, after all, a human being with feelings and a distinct sense of decency even for a world leader I didn’t particularly care for. I was raised in an environment where one simply does not speak ill of the dead. There have to be rules in society. And respect for those who have passed is chief among them.

Okay, that’s all bullshit. Truth was I just had a million things to do and didn’t have the time to finish it until now. Fact is I cannot abide by the tendency to shower praise on terrible people after they’ve died. It’s like when Reagan finally took his dirt nap a few years ago. Everybody had nothing but great and positive things to say about him. Everyone fell over each other trying to lay claim to his legacy. When he was alive he was a fucking retard who couldn’t even find his underwear without help and it was a total miracle he didn’t start World War III on accident. Once they planted him, however, he suddenly became the guy who brought down the Berlin Wall and defeated the Soviet Union and cured Gonorrhea.

And now the same is being done for Thatcher who was basically Ronald Reagan with lipstick and a dress. She loved rich people, hated poor people and got off on bombing countries on the other side of the world. But now she’s the strong leader who brought peace to the civilized world, saved democracy and rescued orphaned babies from African warlords. Or something. Whatever. Fucking harpy. She was known as the “Iron Lady” because she was a goddamn robot. Her own party got rid of her in the 90’s because she held social views that would have made General Custer look like Gandhi.

This is, of course, all just academic. Thatcher never dies. She is immortal. And soon, the Honor Guard of the Hordak will flank her corpse as the Witches of Zood carry her to the Lazarus Pit chanting the Homily of Gobb. Then, after six unholy days of submersion in the blood of cursed Xanxian lepers, she will rise again. And when she does you better take your family down to the basement and barricade the door because that bitch is going to be fucking hungry.



  1. April 12, 2013 at 1:48 PM

    I could not refrain from commenting. Very well

  2. April 12, 2013 at 12:23 PM

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    Do you have any? Kindly allow me know in order that I could subscribe.

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