Well, I just threw away $100.00, paying off an Internet panhandler. I’m tired of thinking that the creepy old gnome and the religious loon might win this election thing that is coming up (or so I hear), so I donated my coffee money for the next month to that nice colored fella with the old white hipster guy running mate. Okay Barry, you’d better win this thing, or I’m going to need my coffee money back.
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Categories: Politics
Rat-faced Bastard
I feel icky. I tried watching Giuliani’s speech at the RNC, but couldn’t make it through. It’s hard to believe people actually look up to this fuckface. In the few minutes I watched, he claimed that the phrase “Islamic terrorist” was an insult to terrorists, that John McCain’s skill in crashing jets and committing adultery made him an American Hero, that the budget-busting borrow and spend approach of Bush somehow equates fiscal responsibility and that being the mayor of Wasilla, AK made you ready to take on the role of Commander in Chief on day one.
He apparently hasn’t read a newspaper or watched the news in the past 7 years, because he also thought Bush was battling terrorism rather than fucking around in Iraq, a country that had nothing to do with the 9/11 attacks that Giuliani so gets off on. Calling him a rat-faced bastard is an insult to rats and bastards. And anything with a face. As bad as Giuliani was and is, though, he isn’t half as bad as the sycophantic turds in the audience cheering him on. If this is the face of America, we are thoroughly screwed.
Sellout
Considering Bush has been selling America to the Chinese over the past seven years, it makes sense he’d ask for SOMETHING in return besides loans for our Global War of Terror. Funny, I always thought one of the pillars of the conservative movement was personal responsibility. I guess that doesn’t extend to war money.
Sigh . . . if only the pretzel plot had succeeded . . .
WTF?
Why did I think electing a Dem would bring back the illusion of the separation of church and state? I wish I could quit you, Obama, but there’s still no way in hell that McCrone is getting my vote. Hey Barry, quit compromising, dammit!
Talking Turds
Oh joy, Tom Delay is making news again. Might as well link to his first blog attempt, then. Shouldn’t he be in prison by now?
Schnoodling
The great thing about pets is that I’ve already spent my rebate check (or, if you want to be honest and use the Republican phrase for this sort of thing, my tax and spend check). Yay, me! What a brilliant idea. Bush has managed to destroy a once-thriving economy with a combination of pointless wars against non-aggressors and a series of tax cuts precisely for those who don’t need it. Now he is trying to revive things by giving us all token amounts of money, money borrowed from other countries, which means that ultimately it will cost us a lot more than it helps. Yay, acting-President Bush!
Anyway, the wife went out to look at a rescue horse yesterday and came home with a schnoodle puppy. What is a schnoodle? A schnauzer/poodle mix, of course. Sure, he’s cute, but he’s also just a puppy, which means more peeing, pooping and chewing in my house. Yay, house! I don’t know that five acres is big enough for all of our pets. And yes, I’ll put up a picture of the schnoodle and his green eyes eventually.
Right now I’ve got to pack, though. And confirm that my primary vote does not count, as it appears Idaho determines who gets all of the Democratic party delegates in its caucus, rendering my vote irrelevant. Yay, voting!
Missing My Caucus
The Democratic Caucus here in Idaho is being held tomorrow night, and I can’t go. Crap. The thought of another four years of pro pre-emptive war leadership does not make me happy. Hopefully there are a few other Democrats in my state, a few of which will consider the possibility that funding education, infrastructure and the American people is more important than funding deaths in Iraq and the defense industry. So, my caucus hopes are flaccid for now.
Looking on the bright side, I do get to spend a few days away from the snow and in sunny foggy San Francisco. Yay. I wonder if I have any rainwear anywhere . . .
So would this be considered a success story for our President’s glorious war for oil?- our county solid waste centers have quit accepting glass, as it is now too expensive to ship it out to be recycled. Hooray to the President for a wise war that paid for itself as he promised and has left us swimming in cheap oil! Why yes, I am in a pissy Monday morning mood today, thank you very much.
Since I am so concerned about the environment and oil and all that crap, I should probably quit driving my gas-guzzling B.A.T.*. Unfortunately, it’s the only vehicle that can clear the driveway at this point. So until I start shoveling snow and breaking ice, I am stuck destroying the world with my truck.
Conservatively Compassionate
Just a little lighthearted view of the kindness of conservatives . . .
Just Get It Over With
Now that Larry Craig has been inducted into the Idaho Hall of Fame, can we start naming important things after him? I nominate the rest stop on I-90 north between Couer d’Alene and Post Falls.
Damned Hippie Liberal Freak
I’ve always known I was a lefty (the permanent ink smudges on my left ring finger are a dead giveaway). I did not know it was this bad, however . . . According to the guys over at Political Compass, I might as well join a commune.
To give it perspective, that’s more commie-hippie than Gandhi, Nelson Mandela and the Dalai Lama, and more Libertarian than Gandhi or Nelson, almost matching the Dalai Lama. Fortunately, they didn’t include O.J. or anyone connected to the Bush administration in the law and order questions, otherwise I would have most likely ended up somewhere to the right and north of Shrub himself.
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