Is It a Tory Disease or Just a Contagion in Harper's Cabinet?

Joe Oliver - pow! Backpfeifengesicht. Pierre Poilievre - pow! Backpfeifengesicht. Julian Fantino - pow! Backpfeifengesicht.  Mackay, Ambrose, Finley, Clement, van Loan, Kenney, Ritz, Aglukkak,  Blaney, Rait, Alexander - pow! Backpfeifengesicht.

Trust those Germans.  When they're not leaving Panzer tracks across Poland or Greece or the rest of Europe and Russia and North Africa, they do come up with some pretty dandy words including the now celebrated Backpfeifengesicht. It's a laugh party just learning how to pronounce it.

There are a number of translations of Backpfeifengesicht but, when you boil them all down, they come out to "a face in need of a fist."  And, when it comes to Steve J. Harper & Co., it's not just the ugliness on the outside, it's that ever darker ugliness of spirit that dwells on the inside, that spitefulness, utter meanness.

In these dog days of summer you can while away a bit of time having fun ranking them.  Make up your own list of who you think most deserving of a bit of Backpfeifengesicht.  You can start with the rogues gallery below and don't hesitate to add a few of your own.

Ol' Leatherback

C'mon, Admit It.  You Know You Wanna.

Yeah, Sure, I Couldn't Care Less

I Can't Brain Today, My Hair Is Hungry

I Don't Kiss Babies, I Eat'em

I Can Clench So Tight, They Feed Me Up My Backside

The Finger Thing? I Dunno, They Told Me to Do It.

Look What I've Got for Lunch

The Smuggest Prick of Them All

And, if that's not enough, here's Alison from Creekside's latest Perps with Perks.