To Hoekstra is to whine using grandiose exaggerations and comparisons.
It all started with a simple, foolish tweet. On June 17th, GOP Congressman Pete Hoekstra compared the life and death struggle of Iranians trying to get their message out via Twitter to the Republican Party’s tussle with Democrats. (See quote above.) The Twitterati began satirizing Hoekstra’s tweet (see lulz below).
And that’s how the Hoekstra meme was born.
Leave us your Hoekstras in our comments.
Was told spot I was parked in was reserved, had to park in bad part of town 20 blocks away. Now I know how Native Americans felt on the trail of tears.
Here’s another! This is great fun… thanks a lot!
I bought a lottery ticket and didn’t win anything. Now I know how those people felt when they were scammed by Bernie Madeoff.
I forgot the capital of Swaziland today. Now I know what lobotomies do to you.
The guy at the deli put mayo on my sandwich after I asked him not to. Now I know what it feels like to be raped.
I’d show this site to my mother, but then she’d probably say now she knows what the Christians felt like when they were fed to the lions.
Love this site!
When I woke up this morning I was hungry. Now I know how the Ethiopians feel.
I’ve given this meme its own label… four and counting.
I have to cook dinner for my kids every night…
…so I can totally relate to how house slaves felt.
i just killed a fly. i feel like i’m the president.
Careful,PETA will get you!
I saw a Republican on TV. Now I know what it’s like to be a crybaby.
I had a nightmare that I was a Republican, and woke up in a sweat. Now I know what it’s like to be waterboarded.
I walked down stairs in the middle of the night to go pee without turning the lights on. Now I know how Helen Keller felt.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep last night. Now I know what it’s like to be Helen Keller
My friend lent me $1.25 for the vending machine. The Funyuns got stuck and I know the way GM feels now.
Got rug burns on my knees during sex. Now I know how fire and brimstone felt in Sodom and Gomorrah.
I went to a DHS costume party in blackface, dreds and prison stripes. Now I know how black people feel.
Went to the beach today, now I know what Gitmo feels like.
And here’s a helpful image:
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Missed breakfast today.
Now I know what African children go through.
Ate too much for dinner, feeling like Octomom.
Overslept this morning, now I know how Terry Schiavo felt.
Cut my toenails today. I now know what it’s like to be an amputee.
Had a stiffy this morning,
felt like a Papua
I lost 5 pounds on the Atkins diet. Now I look like a holocaust survivor.
My brother fed my cats by throwing food for them to catch. It was like watching Auschwitz.
I took a test and didn’t know the answer. Now I know how Sarah Palin felt when asked about the Bush Doctrine.
Writing this comment kind of feels like the invention of the Gutenberg printing press.
Haven’t gotten laid in five months. Feeling a good deal like Ghandi right now.
I’m a guy who just farted. Now I so identify with the pain of childbirth.
I married my girlfriend, now I know how detainees at Guantanamo felt like.
“I have to live one congressional district south of pete hoekstra’s. Now I know what a twenty pound teratoma growing out the side of Tom Delay’s flabby ass feels like.”
The yogurt made me a little too regular. Now I know what cholera is like.
Here’s one I tweeted yesterday: “@petehoekstra My wife is upset that congress is still in session. Now I know how Odysseus felt.”
Air conditioner dripped on my face today.
Now I know what it’s like to be waterboarded.
It IS torture…
My brother poked me in the head. Now I know what it was like for Lincoln.
First class was overbooked on my flight, had to sit coach.
Now I know what Rosa Parks went through…
I seem to have developed an inner ear infection of some sort. Now I understand how Christ felt when he got nailed to the cross. Ouch!
I got a paper cut this morning, now I know how Marie Antoinette and King Louis VI felt.
Was hit in the head by a fly today. Now I know how Harvey Milk felt.
Said something deeply ‘tarded and got mocked for two whole weeks on the internet.
Now I know what it’s like to get a Columbian necktie.
The cats walked on me in the night and bruised me; now I know just how Rodney King must have felt.
My daughter jumped in a puddle & splashed me today. Now I know what the victims of the Indian Ocean tsunami felt like in December of 2004.
Some stupid kids started throwing salt all over the table at lunch and some of it got in my eyes and books. Now I know what it’s was like for the inhabitants of the Gaza Strip to get doused in white phosphorous.
“Skinless chicken, boiled vegetables and salad? This is just like Auschwitz!”
I ran out of hot water during my shower today, just like Jack in Titanic.
I skipped dessert tonight. Now I know how Ghandi felt.
My brother made a Tombstone pizza even after I told him I wanted Red Barron. I can really empathize with the people in Iran.
Got kicked in the crotch, now I know what it’s like to be Lance Armstrong when he had testicular cancer.
Stubbed my toe, it was just like being an afghan kid who lost a foot to a landmine.
Got a sunburn, felt like I was at Hiroshima.
Feeling bored and lazy. I’m just like Buddha.
Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, and had a cramp in my leg. Now I know how a war veteran that stepped on a mine feels.
Hoekstras the world over beg you to stop! “Hoekstra” is like “Smith” in Holland!
Oh, the humanity.
“I get nauseated when I see a reddish-orange color. Basically, it’s what rape victims go through when their memories are triggered.”
I have to stay at work for another half an hour.
Now I know how Terry Waite felt.