I'm very saddened to read all of the whining, crybaby, teath-gnashing postings spewing forth from our Teapuke Parrotriot bubbas who seem to be visibly shaken and afflicted by Chicken Little Syndrome.
In the interest of sympathetic humanity, may I suggest MASS SUICIDE? Most of you sickly-brained, dumbed-down (a fellow Repuke's term, not mine) cut'n' & pastin' emotional cripples are in dire need of relief. Since you all are very accustomed to swilling Kool-Aid by the 5 gallon bucket, the methods of offing your selves, Jack, will come easy.
Easy come, easy go - or so they say.
Good luck and don't let the coffin lid hit you in the ass on your way out!
Now, maybe I'll have something to be thankful for on Thanksgiving!