As an American citizen, I would just like to say that I support Kathy Griffin’s right to say whatever she wants, whenever she wants, in any venue she chooses.  Because whatever she says, it’s always incredibly (in the words of Liz Phair) obnoxious, funny, true and mean.  And it’s inevitably what I was thinking, but was afraid to say.

And there’s really not much that I’m afraid to say.

So, to coin a phrase, suck it, Bill Donohue, you little self-righteous pus-dumpling of a man.  The last fucking place in the world I would ever want to live would be in an America that’s safe for the delicate and oh-so-easily-riled sensibilities of people like you and Kathryn Jean Lopez.

Thank you and good night.

*drops $1.75 in the swear jar on the way out*

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