Ralph Reed is the biggest slime on the planet.

[Jara sang]

When he dies I hope he contracts a horrible debilitating disease and suffers a protracted painful death. This "person" is quite possible the worst example of a human being on the planet.





Reed Blames Tribes for Laundering Scheme

http://www.tpmmuckraker.com/archives/001147.php

By Paul Kiel - July 17, 2006, 12:36 PM
The Indians made me do it.

On the eve of a tense primary election, that's Ralph Reed's defense against corruption accusations that threaten to capsize his candidacy for Georgia lieutenant governor.

Reed is suffering some punishing body blows from his opponent for his schemes to use money from Indian casinos to pay for Christian anti-gambling efforts -- by funneling the cash through shell companies to disguise its true source.

The charges have been around for months, of course -- accompanied by ample evidence that Reed played a key role in concocting the schemes and putting them into practice. To date he has dodged the allegations by first claiming ignorance of the clients, and then woodenly chiming that "Had I known then what I know now, I would not have undertaken the work."

But yesterday, he changed his tune -- and blamed the Indians. During a debate with his primary opponent Saturday, Reed claimed:

I would have been happy if they paid me directly. They were the ones who made the decision that I would be paid through nonprofits.

[LynneSin]

1. You mean you don't like the idea of mortgaging 'old black people'?

:shrug:

http://www.truthdig.com/eartotheground/item/20060714_ralph_reed_black_people/

A Painful Death would still be too good for an asshole like Ralph Reed

[Jara sang]

2. Shit, posted in wrong forum.

[terrya]

3. No argument from me.

That's beneath contempt.

I can't imagine the voters of Georgia electing this poor excuse for a human being after this.

[Deep13]

4. Well, there is always Fred Phelps.

[LynneSin]

5. Oh hell, Fred Phelps makes Ralph Reed look liberal

:eyes:

[Chan790]

6. Saddest day I've ever known

was the day that my pervy college roommate (He was a blast because he'd get drunk and tell the most ludicrously obscene stories.) found Jesus...and Fred Phelps. Tried to convert me and save my soul, I said no thanks.