In the song-language of the Beach Boys, tonight Claire McCaskill Democratic incumbent Senator from Missourah, not only “showed ‘im” but also ‘shut down’ blowsy-mouthed opponent Republican Todd Akin… the man who made up out of whole cloth that women’s bodies can prevent pregnancy, er you know, uh, shut down, like women have this way of uh avoiding pregnancy… “in the case of “legitimate rape.””
That incredibly naive/fatuous/factually dead-wrong ‘biology remark’ from some 10th century alien starship, sunk him.
But he didnt ‘believe’ the critters he saw on the ridge were a comin’ to get him. He said the mobs were his staunch supporters, when in fact they were members of his own party readying an ice floe for his immediate departure.
Stubbornly Akin huffed and puffed impotently. He was incensed at the thought that even for his own party he ought step aside, you know, as a team player– since he had just automated stupidity and institutionalized ignorance beyond the beyond. He hand-flapped and bundled defensively the way an old woman with a toy poodle is incensed and sprays face powder in all directions… if ever a cat even thinks to come near her pweshious.
So Akin, all huffypuffy slogged on, while publicly being un and under-endorsed by his own party.
Tonight, at the moment, with nearly 68% of Missouri’s polling places reporting in, it’s McCaskill carrying 53% of the vote. Akin: 40%.
Akin will probably see this as a defeat. But for many women, including myself, it is a pushback to Akin’s ignorant and reckless indifference to half the human race at the most vulnerable and elementary biological level.
Not to mention –not with chortling glee– but with a serious thank you to Angels All for “shutting buddy down.”
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CODA
“And this here tune tonight goes out to… Senator Claire McCaskill wherever you are– and to all those who helped… to ‘shut ‘im down.’
Uno dos tres quatro…”
Tach it up, tach it up
Buddy gonna shut you down
It happened on the strip where the road is wide
Two cool shorts standin’ side by side
Yeah, my fuel injected Stingray and a 413
Were revvin’ up our engines and it sounds real mean
Tach it up, tach it up
Buddy gonna shut you down
Declinin’ numbers at an even rate
At the count of one we both accelerate
My Stingray’s light the slicks are startin’ to spin
But the 413’s really diggen in
Gotta be cool now power shift here we go
Superstock Dodge is winding out in low
But my fuel injected Stingray’s really startin’ to go
To get the traction I’m ridin’ the clutch
My pressure plate’s burnin,’ that machine’s too much
Pedal’s to the floor hear the dual quads drink
And now the 413’s lead is startin to shrink
He’s hot with ram induction but it’s understood
I got a fuel injected engine sittin’ under my hood
Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down
Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down
Shut Down lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group