Brian Cherry, you are so right. I always suspected Miley Cyrus was the next leftist trojan horse into country music, but was afraid of saying so out loud for fear of looking like a clueless rube with an ugly goatee and primped hair.
Unlike a cowering cur like myself, you are not fettered by compunction or allegiance to facts. “Facts?” you’re asking. “What are those?” While I recommend you check an online dictionary for the answer, I may be cutting into your busy schedule of making shit up, so here goes.
“The left” as you imagine them, hasn’t existed in any meaningful way since Altamont. It’s possible the Hell’s Angels beat the stink out of those hippies, but if not, their body odor certainly dealt a heavy blow. Anger management issues aren’t exclusive to any one side of the political spectrum. You may not have noticed tea partiers and gun lovers frothing at the mouth recently? Yeah… they’re not Maoists.
I could deconstruct your febrile red state clichés all day, so I’ll get to the point: Miley Cyrus has expressed no interest in dipping her toe in the world of country music. None. No matter how much it may secretly break her father’s achy, breaky heart. She thinks it’s contrived. This coming from the ultimate contrived Disney mega starlet. Your precious country music industry – the same one that threw Johnny Cash to the curb – is safe; as you’re safe to expel linguistic diarrhea all over the Internet.
