A lot of wiseacres are making fun this nonsense, just because it's funny. But that does not mean that Clouthier and Erickson don't have Something Important to Teach Us.
Here is Mr. Viking-Hat-Put-on-Upside-Down:
More than a few of the twenty and thirty somethings who go to CPAC seem to treat it like an extension of their college days doing their best to hook up before passing out.
I am forced to agree: this is a real problem.
The world would undoubtedly be a better place if the parents of everyone who has ever sincerely gone to or considered going to CPAC had refrained from fucking.
Hence, it follows that fucking ought to be utterly banned at CPAC.
And when they go home, gah.
At least heterosexual fucking. Gay CPAC goers can crazy go nuts. As they no doubt already do with many "heterosexual" CPAC attendees.
Anyway, these strictures ought not to pose any especial problems for the young Catholic CPAC goers, for, as Hagar the Humpface tells us:
Being the good, intrepid blogger, I ran across the street to a CVS to buy a notepad, having left mine in my office back in Macon, GA. There in line were a half dozen young men, each with CPAC credentials around their necks and each buying condoms.
All of them hell-bound Jews or Protestants. Or Musselmen. As we have recently learned, to our profound edification.
MAS. Not entirely unrelated, Echidne.
MUCHO MAS. Dan "Roofies" Riehl weighs in. At Christmas he hugs his teenage neices from behind, one supposes.