The Modern Left

For anyone who came of age in mid-eighties America, there's a song that lies just beneath your consciousness. It's there no matter who you are or what you were into. It happened to crop up in iTunes as I was reading a moonbat comment at another site. Yes, it's perfectly puerile, but it also perfectly captures my disgust with the modern left:

You are so condescending
You're gall is never-ending
We don't want nothing -- not a thing -- from you.

Someone else had the same thought.