Should Ted Nugent be allowed anywhere near the President?

by David Safier

Yeah, I know the rule, don't give guys like Ted Nugent publicity, because that's exactly what they want. But for those who only know Nugent as a washed-up rocker and a gun-crazed blowhard, it's important to know more, especially since he's the invited guest of Texas Rep. Steve Stockman to attend the State of the Union address. My question is, just as a matter of security, should anyone who has made public statements like his be allowed to be anywhere near the President?

Media Matters has put together a post, 20 Inflammatory Comments From State Of The Union Invitee Ted Nugent. I'm going to quote one which, when I read it, I couldn't believe was real until I saw the video. This is from August, 2007.

I was in Chicago last week. I was in Chicago and said, "Hey, Obama you might want to suck on one of these you punk." Obama, he's a piece of shit, and I told him to suck on my machine gun. Let's hear it for him. And then I was in New York. I said, "Hey, Hillary, you might want to ride one of these into the sunset, you worthless bitch. Since I'm in California, how about [Senator] Barbara Boxer [D-CA], she might want to suck on my machine gun. And [Senator] Dianne Feinstein [D-CA], ride one of these you worthless whore. Any questions?

When he finished, he put both hands in the air and screamed, "F-r-e-e-e-e-e-e-d-o-m!"

Should a man who's as angry and unbalanced at this, who makes public statements that threaten violence to the president, be allowed to sit in the halls of Congress while the President is in the room? This isn't a Freedom of Speech issue. This goes to the safety of the President and the others assembled in the room.

0 responses to “Should Ted Nugent be allowed anywhere near the President?

  1. Did I also mention self admitted pedophile? Wonderful mouthpiece you got there, Republican Party.

  2. I say, let him in the SOTU…for all of America to see. I hear that he wants to talk to the press after the speech…he’ll have to share air time with the other two stooges…Mr. Rubio and Mr. Rand…both of whom voted against protecting women today, but I digress.

    Here’s what Ted “I love to shit my pants and stink up the place because I’m such a chickenshit that I can’t go to war when my country asks” had to say….keep in mind that THIS guy is an invited guest.

    October 1977 interview

    High Times: How did you get out of the draft?

    Ted Nugent: Ted was a young boy, appearing to be a hippie but quite opposite in fact, working hard and playing hard, playing rock and roll like a deviant. People would question my sanity, I played so much. So I got my notice to be in the draft. Do you think I was gonna lay down my guitar and go play army? Give me a break! I was busy doin’ it to it. I had a career Jack. If I was walkin’ around, hippying down, getting’ loaded and pickin’ my ass like your common curs, I’d say “Hey yeah, go in the army. Beats the poop out of scuffin’ around in the gutters.” But I wasn’t a gutter dog. I was a hard workin’, motherfuckin’ rock and roll musician.

    I got my physical notice 30 days prior to. Well, on that day I ceased cleansing my body. No more brushing my teeth, no more washing my hair, no baths, no soap, no water. Thirty days of debris build. I stopped shavin’ and I was 18, had a little scraggly beard, really looked like a hippie. I had long hair, and it started gettin’ kinky, matted up. Then two weeks before, I stopped eating any food with nutritional value. I just had chips, Pepsi, beer-stuff I never touched-buttered poop, little jars of Polish sausages, and I’d drink the syrup, I was this side of death, Then a week before, I stopped going to the bathroom. I did it in my pants. poop, piss the whole shot. My pants got crusted up.

    See, I approached the whole thing like, Ted Nugent, cool hard-workin’ dude, is gonna wreak havoc on these imbeciles in the armed forces. I’m gonna play their own game, and I’m gonna destroy ‘em. Now my whole body is crusted in poop and piss. I was ill. And three or four days before, I started stayin’ awake. I was close to death, but I was in control. I was extremely antidrug as I’ve always been, but I snorted some crystal methedrine. Talk about one wounded motherfucker. A guy put up four lines, and it was for all four of us, but I didn’t know and I’m vacuuming that poop right up. I was a walking, talking hunk of human poop. I was six-foot-three of sin. So the guys took me down to the physical, and my nerves, my emotions were distraught. I was not a good person. I was wounded. But as painful and nauseous as it was – ‘cause I was really into bein’ clean and on the ball – I made gutter swine hippies look like football players. I was deviano.

    So I went in, and those guys in uniform couldn’t believe the smell. They were ridiculin’ me and pushin’ me around and I was cryin’, but all the time I was laughin’ to myself. When they stuck the needle in my arm for the blood test I passed out, and when I came to they were kicking me into the wall. Then they made everybody take off their pants, and I did, and this sergeant says, “Oh my God, put those back on! You fucking swine you!” Then they had a urine test and I couldn’t piss, But my poop was just like ooze, man, so I poop in the cup and put it on the counter. I had poop on my hand and my arm. The guy almost puked. I was so proud. I knew I had these chumps beat. The last thing I remember was wakin’ up in the ear test booth and they were sweepin’ up. So I went home and cleaned up.

    They took a putty knife to me. I got the street rats out of my hair, ate some good steaks, beans, potatoes, cottage cheese, milk. A couple of days and I was ready to kick ass. And in the mail I got this big juicy 4-F. They’d call dead people before they’d call my ass. But you know the funny thing about it? I’d make an incredible army man. I’d be a colonel before you knew what hit you, and I’d have the baddest bunch of motherfuckin’ killers you’d ever seen in my platoon. But I just wasn’t into it. I was too busy doin’ my own thing, you know?

    Republican nutjobs think this is just fine and dandy! Before anyone that happens to be a moderate or SANE Republican reads this and thinks that I’m painting with a broad brush…I assure you, I am not. But since your party has abandoned you for this, just know the tent is big and the door is open. This embrace of batshit crazy is an insult to anyone with a brain and common sense. No longer requirements for the current Republican party. They are a disgrace.