1/06/2009
Where We Are Headed
The more and more I hear about the economic stimulus plan the incoming presidential administration is waiting to adopt, the more I think someone high up reads my blog.
Just legalize pot and get it over with, Big O.
Seriously, this old idea string sounds realistic now, no?
Just legalize pot and get it over with, Big O.
Seriously, this old idea string sounds realistic now, no?
Labels: politicking, Stuff You Probably Don't Care About
11/07/2008
The End of the Election Season
Watching Fox News at work these past few days, it is good to see the nation is back to caring about what we should: Missing white people and gas prices.
The ridiculous election cycle has blown us all like a two dime whore, and I, for one, am thankful for it to be over and to not take away crabs from the whole ordeal.
But judging from some of the more hard core right that I work with, the division has yet to break. "No, I don't think Obama will get sworn in with a Koran" (but what if he did? What the hell would be wrong with that?), "No, I don't think he'll have Snoop Dogg and Dr Dre over for the inauguration", "Yes, he's already thanked me for my vote. He sent over a bottle of water which quickly turned into a nice, meaty Merlot." My favorite, of course, was the oft-repeated "He's going to be worse than Carter. We're taking back congress in two years and the White House in 2012!"
I'd like to defer my opinion of his presidency until two or three years from now, but passing judgment two days after the election sounds reasonable, too.
A rush to judgment almost always seems wise. That's what makes one "The Decider." (Okay, final Bush cheap shot.)
I had, in my head -- as my heart couldn't accept it -- coped with the idea of a McCain presidency. That as long as Senator McCain promised to live for the next four years, and that if he were to die, we could just plug him into a wall or something to keep him alive, I would accept his presidency with open arms, as it means the American people had spoken and chose him, and hell, he can't be worse than the last guy. Almost all of the republicans I work with agreed with that.
The point is, I'd give McCain a shot. Until he fucked it up (Re: Bush: Iraq war, Gitmo, Katrina, general worldwide diplomacy, the socialist bailout), I'd give him my full support.
Heck, truth be told, I thought George W Bush was doing a pretty damn good job as president until I found myself driving a humvee aboard the USS Ashland in January of 2003 and thinking to myself "Is this really fucking happening?" So, yeah, homeboy got a shot.
And if you're not willing to give Obama a chance, it will be nothing but a self fulfilling prophecy.
But in the end, it will probably all play out as the geniuses Trey Parker and Matt Stone ended this week's fantastic South Park episode: The hard core democrats will be flustered he's not changing enough and the moderate republicans will realize he's not a socialist, communist, Muslim, Marxist, radical Christian, Arab, anti-Semite, illegal alien, Nazi after all; and, in the interest of self preservation for himself and his party runs a barely left of center presidency.
And this incredibly moderate country of ours, which a decade ago was slight to the left, and now is slightly to the right, will again, cyclically, be slightly to the left.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
And so, for the next four or so years, I leave the politickin' on ye olde blog and focus on bringing my sweet, sweet Edgar Renteria back to St Louis.
But until then, "Celebrate good Obama, come on! Its Obama-Obama!"
[enjoy the fall, everyone. it's chili weather!]
The ridiculous election cycle has blown us all like a two dime whore, and I, for one, am thankful for it to be over and to not take away crabs from the whole ordeal.
But judging from some of the more hard core right that I work with, the division has yet to break. "No, I don't think Obama will get sworn in with a Koran" (but what if he did? What the hell would be wrong with that?), "No, I don't think he'll have Snoop Dogg and Dr Dre over for the inauguration", "Yes, he's already thanked me for my vote. He sent over a bottle of water which quickly turned into a nice, meaty Merlot." My favorite, of course, was the oft-repeated "He's going to be worse than Carter. We're taking back congress in two years and the White House in 2012!"
I'd like to defer my opinion of his presidency until two or three years from now, but passing judgment two days after the election sounds reasonable, too.
A rush to judgment almost always seems wise. That's what makes one "The Decider." (Okay, final Bush cheap shot.)
I had, in my head -- as my heart couldn't accept it -- coped with the idea of a McCain presidency. That as long as Senator McCain promised to live for the next four years, and that if he were to die, we could just plug him into a wall or something to keep him alive, I would accept his presidency with open arms, as it means the American people had spoken and chose him, and hell, he can't be worse than the last guy. Almost all of the republicans I work with agreed with that.
The point is, I'd give McCain a shot. Until he fucked it up (Re: Bush: Iraq war, Gitmo, Katrina, general worldwide diplomacy, the socialist bailout), I'd give him my full support.
Heck, truth be told, I thought George W Bush was doing a pretty damn good job as president until I found myself driving a humvee aboard the USS Ashland in January of 2003 and thinking to myself "Is this really fucking happening?" So, yeah, homeboy got a shot.
And if you're not willing to give Obama a chance, it will be nothing but a self fulfilling prophecy.
But in the end, it will probably all play out as the geniuses Trey Parker and Matt Stone ended this week's fantastic South Park episode: The hard core democrats will be flustered he's not changing enough and the moderate republicans will realize he's not a socialist, communist, Muslim, Marxist, radical Christian, Arab, anti-Semite, illegal alien, Nazi after all; and, in the interest of self preservation for himself and his party runs a barely left of center presidency.
And this incredibly moderate country of ours, which a decade ago was slight to the left, and now is slightly to the right, will again, cyclically, be slightly to the left.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
And so, for the next four or so years, I leave the politickin' on ye olde blog and focus on bringing my sweet, sweet Edgar Renteria back to St Louis.
But until then, "Celebrate good Obama, come on! Its Obama-Obama!"
[enjoy the fall, everyone. it's chili weather!]
Labels: edgar, it's finally over, politicking
11/04/2008
Congratulations
To President-Elect Barack Obama.
Now, for the hard part: the Secret Service's Super Bowl of keeping him alive.
And, later, Don't fuck it up, Barry. A whole lot of us normal people believe in you.
Now, for the hard part: the Secret Service's Super Bowl of keeping him alive.
And, later, Don't fuck it up, Barry. A whole lot of us normal people believe in you.
Labels: politicking
10/31/2008
The Future Says I Blow It
[have a great halloween weekend, everyone.]
Labels: creepy personalized youtubage from the future, politicking
10/24/2008
The Race to Above 268
How I think it will end up:
I'm pessimistic on Ohio, Florida, and Indiana; and optimistic on North Carolina (prove me right, research triangle!), Lovers (re: Virginia), and my show me state.
I think it will be (pretty much) an Electoral blowout, but semi close in the popular vote (three to four percent), but I also think Obama will recieve more votes than any presidential candidate in history.
Regardless, I am looking forward greatly to the third Presidential Election Drinkin' Party of my adult life next Tuesday. No matter who wins, we all win, since it means no more political commercials.
The two fox aired 12 political commercials between 8:30 and 9:00 yesterday (Yes I am keeing track). The season moving into Christmas cannot happen soon enough.
I'm pessimistic on Ohio, Florida, and Indiana; and optimistic on North Carolina (prove me right, research triangle!), Lovers (re: Virginia), and my show me state.
I think it will be (pretty much) an Electoral blowout, but semi close in the popular vote (three to four percent), but I also think Obama will recieve more votes than any presidential candidate in history.
Regardless, I am looking forward greatly to the third Presidential Election Drinkin' Party of my adult life next Tuesday. No matter who wins, we all win, since it means no more political commercials.
The two fox aired 12 political commercials between 8:30 and 9:00 yesterday (Yes I am keeing track). The season moving into Christmas cannot happen soon enough.
Labels: politicking
10/19/2008
Where I Stand
Since I don't honestly agree with either candidate for president on all of the issues (although, were I to hire only one of them to run my life for the next four years, Obama would win 99% of the time, hence the adamant endorsement), this is the platform I would run on if I wasn't a 28 years old, alcoholic, budhatholic, non college graduate, moral derelict, long haired asshole who might just fucking curse too god damn fucking much. Yes, this is my plan for running for Presidency:
Al Fritz: A New Beginning
(Welcome to Thunderdome, bitches! Prepare for rape!)
I have only one word to describe how America was founded. What this country fought for to gain it's independence and beat back the oppressive, rapists arms of the tyranny. And the creepy, pretty rapist arms of the Brits. One, as the pig latins would say, owrday: Tariffs.
We are going to impose a whole lot of them on anything coming in, and anything going out. 30% for the next three years. Don't like it? Buy American, sell American. Are we going to be isolationists now? Kind of, at least for the next three years, until we fix this country, not another one.
A flat tax for all incomes. 35% the first year, 40% the next three years. Don't like it? Leave. Less people to take care of makes it an easier job to do. Enjoy the capitalist country of your choosing (a list which is slimming down here). We look forward to you coming back in four years when the country is back to where it should be.
Get the government into business. The business of providing jobs: Jobs building roads, running power plants, maintaining and strengthening the power and telecommunications infrastructure, and making cars. Yes, cars. More on that later.
Our roads freaking suck. The one thing that I took away from driving around Kuwait is that good roads feel like you are driving on pillows. Our roads feel like you are driving on terrible fucking roads.
Get the nation off of oil (and not just foreign oil, all oil. Sure, you can still buy gas if you want to drive your truck muddin' for fun, but it will be oil that has been taxed the fuck out of -- and it's oil which we have still taxed the shit out of, because getting the fuck out of it stilllll wasn't enough -- and it will cost around $20 a gallon. Buy it if you want to, but you will do so with the realization that your "hobby" of muddin' is fucking moronic) by the end of my first term and, consequently, get the military out of the Middle East.
Speaking of: A bigger, more effective military. We train for cold weather in Canada and hot weather in Mexico. Three new MEUs and three new carriers will float the world, at all times, ready to strike. A bigger, better Army and a bigger, better Air Force. A stealth in the air at all times.
Although, since we have left Mecca, the terrorists probably wont have beef with us any longer and the world will be a bit safer.
Marijuana, you're now legal. And taxed. 30%.
Gays, go get married in any courthouse you like. File joint taxes, adopt kids, do everything that straight couples can do. You're now legally married. Try not to get divorced as much as us, though. I'll leave it up to your churches to decide whether or not God approves of your union.
Roe v Wade, my position is clear. As the great twentieth century politicizer Kang once said "Abortions for some, miniature American flags for others."
I actually really like Obama's health care plan and fake Military style-ish draft for free college in exchange for community service (I think he might have stolen that one from me, actually). Those stay.
Teachers, your salary now starts off at 60K a year, topping off at 90K; a raise of one grand every year you stay in the profession, not to exceed thirty years. If your class fails to meet testing standards -- which will be high and independent in every school district, free of nationwide standardized testing -- you lose 10K. The first time it happens. 20K the second in five years. Fail three times in eight years, you're fired.
Strengthen our infrastructure: highways, electric, etc. We've got a big crush of electricity about to hit our grid, and cars to hit the high and/or bigh ways.
An expanded railway system to help get some semis off the highways. And expanded commuter systems to get cars off of the streets.
A nuclear plant per state. Windmills, windmills, windmills. Your roof is now covered in solar panels and powers your house. We, the gov, paid for it. You're welcome and the warranty runs out on it when I leave office in a few years.
Free e-cars for everyone at the end of year three of my presidency (Don't think we can do it? We put a fucking man on the moon forty god damn years ago. We have built an e-car. And it's driving around motherfucking MARS!) Your e-car warranty covers it through my presidency at your local Ford-GM-Chrysler dealership.
Speaking of putting a man on the moon and a car on Mars, NASA, you're out of business for a few years. If we can scrap the space program for three years while we rebuild our nations bridges and get the United States military out of the global cross hairs, so be it. Sorry, Neptune.
Maybe you're worried that you'll lose your home or small business because of these tax hikes. You won't. Because my predecessor went all socialist his last few months in office and we own these motherfucking banks. We ain't foreclosing, brother. Can't make your payments? Go down to the local Secretary of the Interior office and sit down with a rep. Show him how much you make monthly and we will hash out a payment plan that you can afford. It's better off than the bank foreclosing your property for thirty cents on the dollar. Lets really bailout you, Joe Sixpack/Plumber.
And all of you good hardworking people that have been paying your 200K mortgage off at 6.8%, lets bail you out too. Come on down and we will refinance you at 5.5. Why? Because we can. We own the fucking banks. We just bailed out billions and billions of dollars to companies which ran themselves into the ground and were rewarded for their incompetence. We can afford to shave 15 grand off of your house. Besides, it's not worth what you bought it for anyway, six months ago.
What happens after three years of my Presidency? Either the nation is on the upswing and they vote me back in or it is not and they do not. But, I'd be willing to bet it will be looking good.
Good enough that in years five through eight of my presidency, we still have a flat tax. Of motherfucking 18%.
Because we no longer need to pay for protecting oil halfway around the world. We have new, safer roads. New cars (which Detroit won't mind upgrading for you, of course). Better transportation. New jobs fixing solar panels and windmills and down at the local plant and blah blah blah. A better, non being shot at military. Better schools. The same health care (is it really that bad now? I've had gov health care. It sucks and you don't want it.) More affordable homes. And less dumb ass missions to Mars.
And who is the VP? Television's Richard Moll, of course! Every time I do something ridiculous, "Bull" slaps his head, hilarity ensues, and I get off scott free. This VP selection is so easy, I kind of expect Sarah Palin to come up with a catch phrase like "Nah-Uh, Sista, he dih-int!" to use whenever Biden makes a guffaw or McCain throws a zinger just for comedic effect.
Yes, your taxes will be high for the next four years, but we will restore this great nation of ours and make it awesome.
Or, just go the opposite route. Either way, really.
Al Fritz: A New Beginning
(Welcome to Thunderdome, bitches! Prepare for rape!)
I have only one word to describe how America was founded. What this country fought for to gain it's independence and beat back the oppressive, rapists arms of the tyranny. And the creepy, pretty rapist arms of the Brits. One, as the pig latins would say, owrday: Tariffs.
We are going to impose a whole lot of them on anything coming in, and anything going out. 30% for the next three years. Don't like it? Buy American, sell American. Are we going to be isolationists now? Kind of, at least for the next three years, until we fix this country, not another one.
A flat tax for all incomes. 35% the first year, 40% the next three years. Don't like it? Leave. Less people to take care of makes it an easier job to do. Enjoy the capitalist country of your choosing (a list which is slimming down here). We look forward to you coming back in four years when the country is back to where it should be.
Get the government into business. The business of providing jobs: Jobs building roads, running power plants, maintaining and strengthening the power and telecommunications infrastructure, and making cars. Yes, cars. More on that later.
Our roads freaking suck. The one thing that I took away from driving around Kuwait is that good roads feel like you are driving on pillows. Our roads feel like you are driving on terrible fucking roads.
Get the nation off of oil (and not just foreign oil, all oil. Sure, you can still buy gas if you want to drive your truck muddin' for fun, but it will be oil that has been taxed the fuck out of -- and it's oil which we have still taxed the shit out of, because getting the fuck out of it stilllll wasn't enough -- and it will cost around $20 a gallon. Buy it if you want to, but you will do so with the realization that your "hobby" of muddin' is fucking moronic) by the end of my first term and, consequently, get the military out of the Middle East.
Speaking of: A bigger, more effective military. We train for cold weather in Canada and hot weather in Mexico. Three new MEUs and three new carriers will float the world, at all times, ready to strike. A bigger, better Army and a bigger, better Air Force. A stealth in the air at all times.
Although, since we have left Mecca, the terrorists probably wont have beef with us any longer and the world will be a bit safer.
Marijuana, you're now legal. And taxed. 30%.
Gays, go get married in any courthouse you like. File joint taxes, adopt kids, do everything that straight couples can do. You're now legally married. Try not to get divorced as much as us, though. I'll leave it up to your churches to decide whether or not God approves of your union.
Roe v Wade, my position is clear. As the great twentieth century politicizer Kang once said "Abortions for some, miniature American flags for others."
I actually really like Obama's health care plan and fake Military style-ish draft for free college in exchange for community service (I think he might have stolen that one from me, actually). Those stay.
Teachers, your salary now starts off at 60K a year, topping off at 90K; a raise of one grand every year you stay in the profession, not to exceed thirty years. If your class fails to meet testing standards -- which will be high and independent in every school district, free of nationwide standardized testing -- you lose 10K. The first time it happens. 20K the second in five years. Fail three times in eight years, you're fired.
Strengthen our infrastructure: highways, electric, etc. We've got a big crush of electricity about to hit our grid, and cars to hit the high and/or bigh ways.
An expanded railway system to help get some semis off the highways. And expanded commuter systems to get cars off of the streets.
A nuclear plant per state. Windmills, windmills, windmills. Your roof is now covered in solar panels and powers your house. We, the gov, paid for it. You're welcome and the warranty runs out on it when I leave office in a few years.
Free e-cars for everyone at the end of year three of my presidency (Don't think we can do it? We put a fucking man on the moon forty god damn years ago. We have built an e-car. And it's driving around motherfucking MARS!) Your e-car warranty covers it through my presidency at your local Ford-GM-Chrysler dealership.
Speaking of putting a man on the moon and a car on Mars, NASA, you're out of business for a few years. If we can scrap the space program for three years while we rebuild our nations bridges and get the United States military out of the global cross hairs, so be it. Sorry, Neptune.
Maybe you're worried that you'll lose your home or small business because of these tax hikes. You won't. Because my predecessor went all socialist his last few months in office and we own these motherfucking banks. We ain't foreclosing, brother. Can't make your payments? Go down to the local Secretary of the Interior office and sit down with a rep. Show him how much you make monthly and we will hash out a payment plan that you can afford. It's better off than the bank foreclosing your property for thirty cents on the dollar. Lets really bailout you, Joe Sixpack/Plumber.
And all of you good hardworking people that have been paying your 200K mortgage off at 6.8%, lets bail you out too. Come on down and we will refinance you at 5.5. Why? Because we can. We own the fucking banks. We just bailed out billions and billions of dollars to companies which ran themselves into the ground and were rewarded for their incompetence. We can afford to shave 15 grand off of your house. Besides, it's not worth what you bought it for anyway, six months ago.
What happens after three years of my Presidency? Either the nation is on the upswing and they vote me back in or it is not and they do not. But, I'd be willing to bet it will be looking good.
Good enough that in years five through eight of my presidency, we still have a flat tax. Of motherfucking 18%.
Because we no longer need to pay for protecting oil halfway around the world. We have new, safer roads. New cars (which Detroit won't mind upgrading for you, of course). Better transportation. New jobs fixing solar panels and windmills and down at the local plant and blah blah blah. A better, non being shot at military. Better schools. The same health care (is it really that bad now? I've had gov health care. It sucks and you don't want it.) More affordable homes. And less dumb ass missions to Mars.
And who is the VP? Television's Richard Moll, of course! Every time I do something ridiculous, "Bull" slaps his head, hilarity ensues, and I get off scott free. This VP selection is so easy, I kind of expect Sarah Palin to come up with a catch phrase like "Nah-Uh, Sista, he dih-int!" to use whenever Biden makes a guffaw or McCain throws a zinger just for comedic effect.
Yes, your taxes will be high for the next four years, but we will restore this great nation of ours and make it awesome.
Or, just go the opposite route. Either way, really.
Labels: Bull, If I Ruled the World, politicking, Stuff You Probably Don't Care About
10/15/2008
Debate #3: Why Isn't It Over Yet?
I thought McCain was winning the debate -- handily -- twenty minutes into it. Then the Ayers question, much like Putin, reared it's ugly head. After Obama -- rather correctly -- explained his connections with Ayers and ACORN (while taking the high road and not mentioning McCain speaking at an ACORN rally last year), Senator McCain was flustered as hell.
Lots of eye rolls, snorts, and smirks.
Very presidential.
By the end of it all:
Also, political adds "attacking" the opponents policies are not "attack ads." These are adds highlighting the differences your administration would have as opposed to the others.
"Attacking" your opponents judgment, character, and relationships, after 20 million Americans have vetted him, are "attack ads." That's the difference.
By the way, Palin's kid has Downs Syndrome, not Autism, John. And Mrs Obama's name is Michelle.
(Not to jinx it, but thanks, Nate: Congratulations, President Obama.)
(Unless Joe The Plumber throws his hat in the ring. Go with the Know Nothings, Joe!)
[Update 10/17]: Joe The Plumber's not even a fucking plumber? We've been had!
And a hat tip to Liam, if McCain would have used his comedy writers on the trail and at the debates, I think he would have been much better off.
Man, he reminds me of Johnny Carson more and more.
Lots of eye rolls, snorts, and smirks.
Very presidential.
By the end of it all:
Also, political adds "attacking" the opponents policies are not "attack ads." These are adds highlighting the differences your administration would have as opposed to the others.
"Attacking" your opponents judgment, character, and relationships, after 20 million Americans have vetted him, are "attack ads." That's the difference.
By the way, Palin's kid has Downs Syndrome, not Autism, John. And Mrs Obama's name is Michelle.
(Not to jinx it, but thanks, Nate: Congratulations, President Obama.)
(Unless Joe The Plumber throws his hat in the ring. Go with the Know Nothings, Joe!)
[Update 10/17]: Joe The Plumber's not even a fucking plumber? We've been had!
And a hat tip to Liam, if McCain would have used his comedy writers on the trail and at the debates, I think he would have been much better off.
Man, he reminds me of Johnny Carson more and more.
Labels: politicking
9/05/2008
In Case You Were Wondering
Just short of 1,000 people have searched the internets wondering about "sarah palin sextapes" and have hit this blog. Love her or hate her, the American public wants to hit that. Even after that speech of hers (and I could not have disliked it more -- although McCain's was decent yesterday) which was nothing but smarmy, sarcastic jokes told by a person with a prominent smirk and no real substance or solutions regarding the economy, the war, or to the impending energy crisis (it's only going to get worse) other than drilling for more oil (predominantly in a state where her husband happens to work for British Petroleum).
While this may be a bit of hypocrisy considering I have not graduated from college, having a VP who has no advanced degrees after going through colleges like Shawn Kemp does women, and a President who was a serial underachiever in his academic life does not sound like something which I want to live through again for another four to eight years. I'm sick of the American people electing to office "guys/gals they'd like to have a beer with." I'd like to see someone who is obviously smarter than I, joe twelvepack, lead this great nation of ours.
John McCain, eight years ago, struck me as an honest, hard working man, and one that I would have voted for if the 2000 primaries had turned out differently (thanks, Rove). Now, after not only kneeling before the corrupt system which knocked him out of those primaries in South Carolina (if ever there was a time for a man to turn "I" it was then), but also continuously endorsing a war which a fucking 22 year old United States Marine Corps Corporal knew was built on faulty intelligence and fought not with, but against the brilliant doctrine which the then Secretary of State had crafted after his experience in Vietnam, I see him as nothing but yet another weak, little man, without the power to do anything in the Oval Office and with a 40-something far-right, extremely religious, oil drillin', snow "machine" racin', opposin' of stem cell research even though it could have helped her own child, "pitbull with lipstick" down the hall to take over in case a 72 year old five time cancer survivor would unfortunately pass. Not exactly the position this country needs to be in.
/Olberman.
I know this rant wont change anyone's mind, for better or for worse, if they were to hold the election tomorrow it would be no different an outcome than it will be sixty days from now (unless Biden says something really stupid, which he will).
But I have to put this out there: John McCain being president a week ago did not scare me. But now that he/she (Palin) has stirred the religious right once again, the thought of a republican presidency for yet another four years scares the proverbial pants off of me.
Religion has absolutely no fucking place in American politics, and in the last eight years it has helped to destroy through fear and manipulation what should be the golden age of information. I don't want another 4/8 like this.
Of course all of this ranting is in vein, as there is no way America will elect a black man president (I'll be surprised if Senator Obama is still alive by the election).
And, to sum up the last week in media:
While this may be a bit of hypocrisy considering I have not graduated from college, having a VP who has no advanced degrees after going through colleges like Shawn Kemp does women, and a President who was a serial underachiever in his academic life does not sound like something which I want to live through again for another four to eight years. I'm sick of the American people electing to office "guys/gals they'd like to have a beer with." I'd like to see someone who is obviously smarter than I, joe twelvepack, lead this great nation of ours.
John McCain, eight years ago, struck me as an honest, hard working man, and one that I would have voted for if the 2000 primaries had turned out differently (thanks, Rove). Now, after not only kneeling before the corrupt system which knocked him out of those primaries in South Carolina (if ever there was a time for a man to turn "I" it was then), but also continuously endorsing a war which a fucking 22 year old United States Marine Corps Corporal knew was built on faulty intelligence and fought not with, but against the brilliant doctrine which the then Secretary of State had crafted after his experience in Vietnam, I see him as nothing but yet another weak, little man, without the power to do anything in the Oval Office and with a 40-something far-right, extremely religious, oil drillin', snow "machine" racin', opposin' of stem cell research even though it could have helped her own child, "pitbull with lipstick" down the hall to take over in case a 72 year old five time cancer survivor would unfortunately pass. Not exactly the position this country needs to be in.
/Olberman.
I know this rant wont change anyone's mind, for better or for worse, if they were to hold the election tomorrow it would be no different an outcome than it will be sixty days from now (unless Biden says something really stupid, which he will).
But I have to put this out there: John McCain being president a week ago did not scare me. But now that he/she (Palin) has stirred the religious right once again, the thought of a republican presidency for yet another four years scares the proverbial pants off of me.
Religion has absolutely no fucking place in American politics, and in the last eight years it has helped to destroy through fear and manipulation what should be the golden age of information. I don't want another 4/8 like this.
Of course all of this ranting is in vein, as there is no way America will elect a black man president (I'll be surprised if Senator Obama is still alive by the election).
And, to sum up the last week in media:
Labels: Barack Obama, Bi-Curious Biden, politicking, Sexy Vice Presidents
