The Swiftboating of Mike Huckabee

And so it begins: http://opposehuckabee.com/wiki/index.php?title=Main_Page

And here: http://www.taxhikemike.org/

The GOP power base does not know what to do with a man whose personal religious beliefs actually gel with the Gospel of Jesus: help for the poor, the outcast, the sick, love thy neighbor, devotion to community.

A Republican? With a pro-labor, pro-child, anti-douchebag platform?

This is what you get for crawling into bed with the Religious right, you sanctimonious, cynical, hypocritical scumbags.

So go Huckabee! I hope you win the Republican primary. And I hope you bring down the house of cards Cheney built, and maybe save American from the prospect of war with Iran.

And, if Clinton wins the Democratic Primary, I hope you win.

Because I have a $70 longshot bet on that, haha.

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