So once again the House has passed reconciliation. Hey, maybe the GOP can come up with some other obscure point of order and force another re-vote which they will lose. Clearly, as seen by their week-long hissy fit, they have not yet lost enough to understand that, hey, they lost and elections mean things and change things.

Speaking of meltdowns, here's the quote of the week:

Um, when, and really I mean, when is Twitter going to offer some sort of eyeball scan or keyboard stroke idiot meter? I'm thinking if you pound voraciously certain words some kind of pop up screen should appear that says, "Hey, nutbag, do you really want to say that stupid, fucking thing you just typed? For yes...slam your enlarged cranium onto the keyboard. For no...with all your might walk away from the computer now, no one will get hurt, and lay down quietly and we'll forget this ever happened

(from a commenter on this Gawker post)

Also right up there in the crazyass dept, this little gem:

Place a piece of bread in your toaster. "Cook" it until it is charred black. Place charred toast in a suitable envelope. Mail said envelope to your representative in DC.
They'll get the message...

(Actually found this via one of the food blogs I read, I guess because it mentions toast. It's from Freep which no way in hell am I linking to. A classic example of wingnut myopia. It's bear DNA all over again. Makes perfect sense to them and the rest of us have No Idea WTF They're Talking About)