Memo to Right-Wing Nut Jobs:

Seriously, we all appreciate good debate on issues of great concern. But, really, guys & gals of the knuckle-dragging variety, you really need to install mirrors. You’re starting to look and sound…well…let’s face it…like cartoons; like parodies of yourselves.

You’re really starting to look Homer-ish. DOH!

Take, for example, these Homers who now think the good ol’ US of A is so bad they want nothing to do with it. Where once folks of this ilk might proclaim, “America: love it or leave it,” they’re now willing to simply leave it.

A whole bunch of Homers up in Indiana have declared themselves no longer a part of the U.S. and, instead, claim they are something called, “sovereign citizens” of…of…of…themselves, I guess.

They’ve printed up their own ID cards, declared their homes to be embassies and will refuse to pay taxes.

“It gives me diplomatic immunity,” said Hoosier Homer Donald Moore. “The way I understand it, the federal government is incorporated, and all the states are incorporated. This takes me out of the corporation.”

Alrighty, then!

Picking up on that sentiment is good ol’ Douche Limpbranch, long a cartoon on the radio, who now says he will leave the country and move to Costa Rica if we adopt reform of our nation’s health care system.

First of all…hey Douche, don’t let the door hit your butt on the way out. Second – and, Douche, you’re gonna really like this – Costa Rica has the very best nationalized health care system in Latin America and is ranked among the top three in the world. Heck, you don’t even need a prescription for Viagra in Costa Rica!

This might tie in nicely with Sarah Palin’s recent admission her family took advantage of the national health care program of Canada when she was growing up in Skagway, Alaska. Maybe she’ll now quit railing against health care reform in the U.S…probably not.

Speaking of media clowns, there’s always the cartoonish Gin Beck’sBeer.

With advertisers running from his show like rats on a burning ship, he’s happy to get revenue from folks like the “small, fiercely independent farmers” who will sell you “survival seeds” as a hedge against the impending…meltdown…something…dunno know, exactly.

While the farmers may be small, short maybe, their visions of Mad Max time are grand and you can help them prepare for it by sending them lots of cash in return for survival seeds.

There is the U.S. Senate race in Florida where Gov. Charlie Crist accused his teabagger-buddy opponent, Marco! Polo! Rubio!, of spending $130 in state GOP party money on a haircut or a back wax or something.

Rubio (Marco!) denies this, through a spokesman: “Marco paid $20 for a haircut with a razor on the neck, and he bought some items that went into a silent auction, including gift certificates. Charlie Crist’s obsession with making up things about other people’s grooming habits is bizarre for anyone, especially the sitting governor of Florida. It’s also a shame he cares more about what’s in Marco’s personal bills than what’s in the stimulus bill he supported.”

Finally, we have the right-wing rebirth of the Holy Roman Empire in Florida, Ave Maria University, which now wants its female staffers to wear only skirts and dresses, no pants (and, we presume, tops of some type). We like to see leg at Ave Maria!

Cartoons…and it ain’t even Saturday morning.