God, Guns, and …. Whaaaaat? …. Hillary Clinton?

September 03, 2010 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized

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Thelma, who is a provisional member of the Belles of Heaven Republican Women’s Club, gets all manner of subversive mail at the beauty salon, which she uses as her permanent address because the mail is not as safe as you’d suspect at her home –  Clyve’s Happy Campers Trailer Park and Adult Movie Rentals.

This one came today.  Now, as is in life, if you click the little one you generally get a big one.

Thelma got a letter from the Second Amendment Foundation, which is located in upscale (okay, at least some kind of scale) Bellevue, Washington.  This address also appears to be something called Merril Associates, a Direct Marketing company, which appears to be some kind of creepy place where they want to shoot something, anything, oh for godsake let me kill something with my gun.

Everything on their website seems to be “coming soon” except for their List Brokering.  So, they sell names and addresses.

The guy who signed the letter is one Mr. Alan M. Gottlieb, a man convicted of tax fraud.  He currently holds the title of Merchant of Fear, which is a title that Juanita Jean should have won instead of Miss Boll Weevil, 1972, because she struck fear in the heart of every blonde baton twitter in a six county area.  But, that’s a whole ‘nother story.

Anyway, Gottlieb appears to be the judge of all things American because his letter included this Juror Ballot, where you can convict numerous people for violating the Second Amendment. (Did I tell you about the click the little one thing?)

And, send money.  Don’t forget to send money.  Lord, this man is tired, tired, tired of clipping coupons for ammo and there’s a gun show in town and he needs money, dammit.  Give him some.  Money.  Twenty buck will help.

He says he needs the money to “pay for legal work in two important cases.”  No kidding, so does Buck Pochek, who had no idea that shooting out streets with a shotgun while driving around nakkid in your deer hunting jeep would be taken so seriously by the Richmond police.

Gottlieb also says he needs “to raise several thousand dollars to print and distribute new books and pamphlets to law libraries, law schools, and hundreds of key federal and state judges.”  And guess who writes these books and pamphlets?  You got it – Gottlieb.

He’s the Jimmy Swaggart of the OK Corral. Damn you almost gotta admire that.

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