She lived long, and brought nothing but good to an admiring, nay, loving nation. She displayed a rare bravery, yet never lost her innate dignity and humanity.
Today, she passed.
Today, we weep.
But as we look back, we celebrate... a legend.
RIP.
Annette Funicello, we will miss you.
In other news, though, that sour old shitbat Thatcher just croaked, so I guess it all kind of balances out.
As to said shitbat, I'll mostly leave that to Charlie.
A fun parlor game would be to identify Thatcher's most lastingly noxious legacy. I myself am pulling for the We Do Not Negotiate with Terrorists posturing, especially as regards her disastrous play-acting in Northern Ireland, for the reasons Charlie mentions. But I'd stress that even as a matter of realpolitik her Ulster "policies" just didn't work, except insofar as they gave stiffies to armchair Rambos & Rambettes of the waxy sort currently jerking off to Nekkid Iron Lady porn over at the Klller Klown Korner.
Kevin Cullen is much nicer than I am on this point, but it's rather inarguable. Fans of grim historical ironies will relish this Thatcherism --
the more reasonable ones of the Khmer Rouge will have to play some part in the future government
-- and bear in mind the career of Martin McGuinness, whom one need not especially like in order to note that the IRA at their worst was never in the same league as the fucking Khmer Rouge.
Reagan and Thatcher bequeathed to Western Civilization this Moral Clarity through Violence bullshit; they didn't invent it, but their version of it sure does continue to produce corpses.
WE WILL WIN THROUGH SUPERIOR AND DEVASTATING MORALFORCE.
It was always bonkers and bloody.
Fuck.