The conservative movement is descending into bedlam. With moderate Republicans hiding in shame, the real nuts have been set loose. So it comes to no surprise to anyone that the latest installment of "Making Sense of Fringe Right-Wing lunatics" is probably the best to date.

For those of you who are unfamiliar with this, allow me to explain. Every once in a while, Democratic Underground releases some of their better hate mail to the reading public. This gives me a chance to make a found poem from the flotsam - a potpourri of far-right wing lunacy, if you will. (You can find previous installments here, here and here).

You'll find the poem in the body. Recurring themes this week: body odor, excessive punctuation, pedantic arguments. WARNING: I've done my best to clean up the foul language, but this still may not be work safe, and that goes for all the above links as well. Fair warning.