Tar & Feathers

We need to bring that back.  Bumptious and jumped-up pencil-pushers that trod upon a body's liberty in this country used to be set up by a mob.  The offending bureaucrat was then stripped nekkid in front of God and everybody, nigh-scalding hot tar was poured over their bodies, and they were breaded like a cutlet, but in feathers rather than a delicous mix of flour, bread crumbs, cornmeal, parmesian cheese, and spices.  Then, more often than not, a festive parade led by the now odiferous official, riding a fence rail, proceeded to the city limits.

Now, I am not saying we pour hot roofing tar over some PTA member, an alderman, or town councilperson.  That is bodily harm.  No, I realize we are too squeamish to do such in this day an age.  We want a mob, not a lynch mob, right?  Besides, it's hard to lay your hands on a hot roofing tar and a feather pillow at Wal Mart.  What CAN you get easily most anywhere?  Maple Syrup and blown-in roofing insulation. 

Looks like they could have used that agin these busybodies.