Cee U Next Tuesday Award Winner of the Week: Loop de Looper....

This week's Cee U Next Tuesday award for female excellence in the normally male-dominated field of douchebaggery is a two-fer this time. Double your crazy!

Marsha Looper (the mulletness to the above left) is a state rep in Colorado Springs, Colorado. She's been pretty much a career-type Repub rep in the house, basing her platform on eminent domain issues and government seizing of property. Pretty innocuous stuff, even bucking the Tancredo-based nuts in her state's party by working with Democrats over worker visa legislation.

But it's 2012, and nothing spells you're out of ideas than a good old gaybashing. Colorado attempted to pass civil union legislation - mind you not marriage but O'Doul's-style unions, supported by the current governor John Hickenlooper, but voted down by being trapped in legislative purgatory.

Looper, who voted against the bill, is in a primary battle with another state rep, since Colorado's gone under reapportionment of districts.  Even though her opponent, Amy Stephens, is a fellow somewhat benign Republican, there's already been battles over Stephens' bill to create health exchanges to comply with the fed Health Care Law that was actually supported by business groups (so you KNOW that shit was watered the fuck down).

Enter Lana Fore-Workocz (I'm declaring it must be pronounced four-war-cocks), Looper's campaign manager. She's the one in need of hair volumizer on the right. Her former glory was running a Tea Party rag in Southern Colorado, so you know she brings the crazy, and she apparently runs with the birther nutjob crowd. Well for an publisher of, well, something, (just like I guess I'm the editor, of, like, myself), she should have some sort of sense of public relations protocol.

Well it turns out, notsomuch. In a chain email to Looper's supporters, Fore-Workocz praised her boss' integrity for voting against the civil unions bill even though she has a gay son. Well, here's where it gets fun. Looper hasn't been public about her son, as fellow Quisling dickweasel Don Coram was about his apparently second-class son. Looper herself sent out a followup email stating that she did not mean to bring her son into this.

Well guess what, Looper? Fuck you, first of all. You apparently were for civil unions, then pressured to change your mind, probably by threat of your own bigoted party. Second, sorry honey, but facts like this are not off limits, and just because you are caught having to explain why you would rather sell out your son, but these are the risks you take when you decide to take the side of people playing politics with peoples' rights. and unfortunately your son is collateral damage. If he is closeted, then now you know the damage you can do with playing these types of political bashing games, and if not I'm sure he can figure his own resolution with you. Not my problem. This is what you get when you play with other peoples lives like a game.

And Lana? Sycophantic wide-eyed braggart Lana? Oh, it must have been a fun day at the office after that, wasn't it? The only thing I could think if you still have a job with Looper is that she can't find anyone better right now (I mean, how big is the applicant pool for state representative campaign managers?). Ignoring the separation of church and state or any non-Christian constituents/supporters Looper may have, she proclaims  

"God is truly to be praised for Marsha Looper because she also has a homosexual son,"

 How self-fucking righteous is that?  Well, who know what's gonna happen in the primary on June 26th (of course on many cities'/states' "Gay Pride Month"). But now at least Looper's hidden hypocrisy can now be a public shame.  Just like all the gay and lesbian citizens in her district and state that she's fucking over. And that, plated in gold, is her C-U-N-T award for this week.



Runner up goes to Ann "Workoholic" Romney, who is now a tax welfare queen for giving us the bill to help send one of her prancey-horses to the big old Olympics in London. 


Second runner up is Celebrity-Teen-Mom Bristol Palin, who is extending her Celebrity-Gypsy-Wedding prequel to some shithole network sometime I don't care the fuck when.