Karl Rove's day is past

Watching the masterpiece O Brother Where Art Thou? again and noticing, again, how much the tin-pot sub-Huey Long demagogue Homer P Stokes (played for laughs and ridden out of town on a rail, pelted with rotten vegetables) looks like Karl Rove.

"Is you is or is you ain't my constiuency?"


Not anymore, you fucking direct-mail Goebbels. Not any more.