We’ve had a lot made over this week about Babsy Boxer getting her knickers in a knot and trowing a snit-fit about Brigadier General Walsh because he DARED call her Ma’am instead of “Senator.”

Now let’s neer mind that according to Military Protocol you refer to all Members of Congress as “Sir” or “ma’am.”

Let’s never mnd the General had been referring to male senators as “Sir” and none of them pitched a bitch.

Let’s never mind that acccording to the Minister of Protocol at the Court of St. James that once I refer to HRM Elizabeth II as “Your Majesty, ” thereafter it is not only appropriate, but PREFERRED that I call her “Ma’am.”

We’re talking the Queen of England.  I’d say she ranks a mere senator.

Well, I need to figure a way to get called before the Senate.  Because I will deliberately refer to “Senator” Boxer as Mrs. Boxer and hope to hell that tin-plated, overbearing, addlepated, self-important, cum-drunk gutterslut says to me shit like that.

He’s what I will tell her:

No.

“NO?!?!?!?!”

No.  It’s high time you remember, Barbara, that you are a member of congress, and a public servant.  Emphasis on SERVANT.  Not a ruler.  You work for ME, and as your Boss, I will call you whatever I damn well please.  As my employee, you, however, will refer to me as MISTER Gonzman.  And if you don’t like it, I suggest you don’t talk to me.  Are we clear, Babs?  Thanks.

Imperious bitch.  I hope your box rots off.