McCain's foul talk express

   

    John McCain regrettably recognized that Barack Obama, in his "dollar bill" reference that no previous presidents looked like a black man, had played the race card.
    McCain should know.
    It's a deck that he's dealt, apparently more than once. And, when the presumptive Republican party presidential nominee wasn't dealing the race card, he was dealing the sexist card or the homophobe card. Or, on one occasion, the "my wife's a cunt" card.
        At least that's what Doug Thompson reports on the Capitol Hill Blue blog. Thompson says that he and the former Vietnam War prisoner used to drink together at  Bullfeathers, a popular Capitol Hill watering hole. He says that McCain would tell jokes while matching hangers-on drink by drink.
    Under the heading, "McCain: racist, bigot & homophobe," this what Thompson wrote:

John McCain, a member of the House of Representatives in the mid-1980s, often held court at a table near the bar at Bullfeathers, a popular Capitol Hill watering hole, telling jokes and matching hangers-on drink by drink.

As a Capitol Hill chief of staff, I often drank at Bullfeathers and was invited to join the throng at McCain's table one evening. A few minutes listening to the racism, bigotry and homophobia of the Arizona Congressman told me all I needed to know.

McCain loved to tell jokes about lesbians, blacks, Hispanics and the Vietnamese community that occupied a large section of Arlington County, Virginia, just south of the District of Columbia.

Of course, McCain didn't use polite language in the jokes: He used names like "fags" or "queers" or "dykes" or "niggers" or "spics" or "wetbacks" or "gooks."

A typical McCain joke (overheard at Bullfeathers):

Two dykes are talking at a bar and one leaves. As she walks toward the door, the other watches her leave and says out loud: "God, I've love to eat her out."

Two men are standing near by and one turns to the other and says: "I'd like to do the same. Guess that makes me a dyke."

    Cindy McCain, the candidate's uber-rich wife, is apparently all-too-familiar with his mindset, notes Thompson.

Even his wife is not immune. Writes Cliff Schecter in his book, The Real John McCain:

Three reporters from Arizona, on the condition of anonymity, also let me in on another incident involving McCain's intemperateness. In his 1992 Senate bid, McCain was joined on the campaign trail by his wife, Cindy, as well as campaign aide Doug Cole and consultant Wes Gullett. At one point, Cindy playfully twirled McCain's hair and said, "You're getting a little thin up there." McCain's face reddened, and he responded, "At least I don't plaster on the makeup like a trollop, you cunt." McCain's excuse was that it had been a long day. If elected president of the United States, McCain would have many long days.

To read the rest of Thompson's report, click on the click here to go to the Capitol Hill Blue blog.