I'm glad today's comic was late in coming as it afforded me a swift opportunity to wish John Boehner a not-so-fine "Adieu!". Not only do I get to share all of my Boehner-specific 'toons over the years (the thumbs to your left) but the following Rant from June of 2012. Enjoy!

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John Boehner, Kill Yourself.



John Boehner has a lot of goddamned gall as today, in a closed meeting with House Republicans, he said the following:



"Let's call bullshit bullshit. This election is about jobs, jobs, jobs."



Two years ago, in 2010, the Republican Party campaigned on "Jobs. Jobs. Jobs" And it worked. And once installed as Speaker of the House John Boehner made the promise that "We're going to have a relentless focus on creating jobs."



Except it's been two years and Mr. Boehner's congress has not, through any sort of legislation, created a single job. Not one.



In fact, a very good case can be made that the GOP has actively stalled job growth in this country as a political tool. The Congress is, after all, the primary body which can enact the sort of legislation which would result in lower unemployment, but they've sat on their hands for two years. The famous "Do-Nothing Congress" doesn't hold a candle to the amazing sloth the current Congress has exhibited.



Even so, the private sector is doing very well, unemployment is hovering just above 8 per cent, even as Republican-led state legislatures are shedding public sector jobs as fast as they can to make the employment numbers look as grim as possible. Teachers, firefighters, police, all being released from their jobs in record numbers just so the GOP has a stick to bash the president with.



Mr. Boehner, you are a waste of otherwise good RNA but there is a way to redeem your useless existence on this planet.



To paraphrase the sainted Bill Hicks, "Kill yourself."

Seriously.



Seek sweet release by sucking on any one of the hundreds of complimentary NRA Magnums you keep in the office junk drawer. Give it up by choking yourself on your own fake tears. Shuffle off this mortal coil by disconnecting your lips from the life support of Richard Koch's sweet, puckered asshole. Kick your bucket by coating yourself with Pam and baste yourself insensate in a tanning booth. Anything that will bring dignity back to the name of "Boner".



=Lefty=



