Soulless Bastard of theYear

Monday, December 19th, 2005

The winner of the First Annual Conservative Dialysis Soulless Bastard of the Year Award© was a tough choice to make. However, a last-minute entry blew all of the others out of the water.

Honorable Mention: Ted Rall
Good old Ted was the front runner for most of the year. His tasteless, humorless, sick, and insulting editorial cartoons which depicted soldiers as rapists, torturers, and murderers only hint at the vapidness which is his essence. The fact that he actually believes most of what he publishes only leads to the conclusion that somehow, somewhere, a doctor has figured out how to sustain life in a brain stem baby.

Previous:
Ted Rall Demonstrates Why He Is A Waste of Human Flesh
Ted Rall: Military Personnel Are Contract Killers

Honorable Mention: Howard Dean
Dean is the gift that keeps on giving to the Republican Party. He never met a foot he couldn’t stick in his mouth, and never met an ally he couldn’t alienate. The low-light of his year is when he declared during a radio interview that there was no way American forces would win the War in Iraq, while still claiming that he supported the troops.

Previous:
Howard Dean Drinks Jackson’s Kool-Aid
Dean: “I’m Tired of The Ayatollahs of the Right Wing”
Howard Dean: Iraq War Can Not Be Won

Winner: Michael Crook
Michael who? Believe me, I wish he had faded into obscurity. However, sometimes no matter how many times you flush, the crap never goes into the sewer system. Crook’s actions started when he published a website called “Forsake the Troops” wherein he ridiculed members of the armed forces who are currently fighting in Iraq. It was later learned that he was a white supremacist, posting on the website of the racist organization Stormfront .

Crook’s latest claim to fame may well be the most depraved. He recently sent a card to a soldier who was recovering from battle wounds at Walter Reed Hospital. The inside of the card said:

Dear soldier:

Have a great time in the war and have a great time dieing(sic) in the war.

From Miguel

P.S. DIE

For a long time, he had denied being the person who sent this card. However, on December 18, 2005 he finally admitted sending the card:

“For those that have e-mailed or IM’d me regarding the card sent to Joshua Sparling, yes I did it. I do not regret a minute of it.

I even included a jab at my detractors, by signing it “Miguel”. Here in the photo, the card obviously made it to its intended destination, his hands and his hospital room. Enjoy that, tax-sucking scumbag!

Oh, and for the veteran scum at various, randomly chosen VFW halls across the country– including Fountain Hills, AZ; Dayton, OH; Syracuse, NY; Mays Landing, NJ; Houston TX, and more…. you’re welcome for your “special” cards and faxes.

And, yes, I was the “heartless SOB” that sent four cards to the Veterans Hospital on Irving Avenue in Syracuse.

No, I don’t regret it, and yes I’ll do it again in a heartbeat.

Any questions?”

When I first heard about this guy, I thought he was just some young punk who was trying to push the buttons of people he was trying to anger. No such luck, as this waste of human flesh apparently believes the trash he is spewing.

Quite frankly, I’m surprised that I haven’t read the headline “Michael Crook Found Dead, Over 2 Million Witnesses Claim Responsibility.”

Michele Malkin declares Crook the Unhinged Scumbag of the Year.

The Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler thinks Crook isn’t long for this world, either.

3 Responses to “Soulless Bastard of theYear”

  1.   Mind of Mog Says:

    Soulless Bastard Of The Year

    I was randomly reading my kitty blogs when I found this, the Soulless Bastard of the Year Award and the winner, one Michael Crook, garnered another award, the Unhinged Scumbag of the Year. Deservedly too.
    Asshole and detestable are a couple other wor…

  2.   Dave Says:

    If you ever get this guy’s email, let me know. And God forbid I ever get his home address.

  3.   Dave Bridge Says:

    Crook appears to be certifiably psychotic and should probably be confined to a rubber room. In such confinement, he might even be safe. He surely won’t be anywhere else.