New Children's Book Pokes Fun at the Left

Well, it sure won't receive the notice Going Rogue is getting, but this is most amusing if only for poking fun at the left.

From the author of the bestselling Help! Mom! There Are Liberals Under My Bed!, Katharine DeBrecht, comes Help! Mom! Radicals Are Ruining My Country! - a hilarious and entertaining way for parents to sit down with their children and teach them the origins of the new Tea Party movement and the importance of standing up for liberty and the American Dream.

Follow Tommy and Lou as they struggle to keep their swing set business afloat despite 246 czars, onerous regulations and sky-high taxes in these troubling times. Will Tommy and Lou finally decide to join the other kids on the corner in standing up for freedom or will they continue to fear being vilified by the press and demeaned by Marxus Obundus (“the One”)?

Too funny. I may have to order some for Christmas. Oh wait, is it now Winter Holiday?

The snobs at SFGate are grievously offended.

The book promises to expose the Pelosi-as-children-loving-grandmother deception. DeBrecht: "When Nancy Pelosi was elected Speaker of the House all we heard was how wonderful it was that a mother and grandmother rose through the ranks to such a position. In reality, that mother and grandmother has played an enormous role in ensuring that our children and grandchildren are shackled with debt for decades to come."

The irony of all this is that Pelosi is one of those rare true-believer politicians who exudes the conviction that all her labors are aimed at leaving a better America as her legacy. It just so happens that her liberal definition of better differs profoundly from the definition of true-believer conservatives.

One thing is clear. Politics as secular theology is becoming more pronounced, not less. The possibility of rational discussion, much less compromise, gets more remote by the day.

Yes, where would we be without Pelosi's liberal definition of better and her moral high ground?

There are some sample pages at the first link. Here's the text of a couple.

“But we can’t just give these away,” Lou told the radicals. “We have to sell them so we can pay the people who work for us.”

“Watercress sandwiches!” Senator Dudd thumbed through his thick address book.

“I know some very nice loan companies that will loan money to commoners to buy swingsets. They make some sweetheart deals, let me tell you,” he stroked the lapel of his expensive suit.

Tommy and Lou knew how long they saved and hard they worked for their swingset and did not feel right about selling swingsets to people who could not afford them. But, under the radicals’ new law, they were forced to do so anyway.

And this:

But then something strange happened. A very smart-looking radical appeared on TV. “Now is the time for hope and change.” Marxus Obundus looked left and right, back and forth. How amazing he was! People swooned, TV reporters fell in love, and drive-thrus were more pleasant! So many people came from miles to hear his voice, they decided to construct a temple in which for him to speak.

“I’ll never have to work again!” a citizen at the temple gleamed “He’ll pay for my gas, my house and my cheeseburgers! I can sit and watch Dr. Phrill all day!”
“The tingle up my leg just confirms he is a savior!” a TV host proclaimed.

Columnists Kathleen Snarker and Peggy Nowsham girlishly dusted off their diaries, giggling with glee.

The one thing the humorless left just cannot handle is being ridiculed. This book is sure to drive them nuts.

H/T Urban Infidel.