To The Colors That Never Run/Surviving The Nightmare

Ladies and gentlemen that still see fit to read this blog, I would like to offer up a toast.

Not to Obama, but to you. All of you people of the United States that have made it through the eight year nightmare of inept leadership. Yes, Bush is at last out of office.

Here's to America, those of us that have survived against eight years of madness.
Here's to the Children of America that have given their lives overseas, and those that lived now face nightmares we, the civilian populace, can never understand.
Here's to Freedom, may that word no longer be abused by tyrants.

So please, join me as I raise my glass to all of you who have lived and died, wept and smiled over these previous years. Let us not stop, but forge onward to the future with resolve to better our nation and to heal the wounds suffered by both our nation and the world.


Personally, I've also got my fingers crossed that the new guy is everything he's cracked up to be.

He Won; Enough Already!

Okay, I made it abundantly clear (at least to my friends), that no matter who won the election, I wouldn't be thrilled on the morning of November 5th. Hungover would be more accurate. As the days to voting dwindled, you'd have to be a moron to think McCain stood a chance.

Am I bitter? No, because I wouldn't have been happy with either of these clowns. My political stance closely resembles a wet roadmap that got thrown in a tumble dryer, so there's nothing that would have made me happy on November 4th. However, what is driving me up a wall is the incessant coverage now that Obama is the president-elect. What drapes are Michelle going to put up in the White House? What are Barack's top secrets of success? What is he going to replace the White House bowling alley with? ENOUGH! He won, we know, do we have to keep babbling on and on about it? Inane and trivial details reign supreme! STOP. JUST STOP.

And to whichever no-brain @$$clown that put me on moveon.org's email list, please DIAF. Those people can't seem to understand the concept that their favored candidate actually won, and are having support parties left and right. Well, maybe more like left and left. Not a week goes by that someone doesn't send me an email saying Hey! let's have a party "to keep up the momentum from Obama's victory." What? Keep up the momentum? I would like to remind you that he won the presidency; not you.

We all get the idea. He won. Get over it, get over yourselves, and get on with your life. There are more important things to worry about right now (like whether or not your job is evaporating) other than what breed of puppy Barry is buying his kids on January 20th.

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I sincerely hope all you Obama fanatics are right.

Passive Campaigning

There's a chain email going around, addressed to fanatical enthusiastic Obama supporters. The message states that they should go to the November polls not wearing any buttons, shirts, etc. that bear the name of their Lord and Saviour. The reason being is that this could be construed as passive campaigning; campaigning is verboten anywhere near the polls, so the believer supporter would be removed from the polls before being allowed to vote.

The veracity of this chain letter is a somewhat tangled beast, as are the laws surrounding electioneering. Snopes.com tried to unravel it, but pretty much came to the same conclusion that I am going to tell you: if there's any doubt whatsoever, leave your candidate buttons and shirts home. That goes for all parties, all candidates. Obama supporters, McCain supporters, everyone. Seriously, you don't need to take so much pride in who you're voting for on election day. The vote is secret for a reason. There's no need to make sure everyone in your vicinity knows exactly which candidate owns the cock you're so eagerly sucking you're rooting for. Just go in, vote, and go get a coffee or something and wait until the next day to see which lying sack of spit is your new commander-in-chief.

More Political Crap

Okay, I know I said that I'm sick of politics. I'm sick of Obama being portrayed as The Savior. I'm sick of hearing about Sarah Palin as a lunatic.

While it may sound odd coming from me, I'm also sick of everyone blaming the current economic crisis on Dubya. I remember something from my high school government class that only surfaced from memory just recently: economic problems in the nation typically begin with the administration that came before. Now, aside from the ominous feeling I get for the next four to twelve years (considering the blunders made by the current commander-in-chief), that makes me look back on Mr. Clinton's administration and wonder what he did to help along the financial collapse of America.

I stumbled on this video that helps explain what happened. Do yourself a favor and ignore the blatant McCain campaigning at the end; you only need to pay attention until the 8:53 mark. After that, you can just shut it off. Also keep your finger on the pause button since this goes pretty fast.

I haven't done much research to confirm or deny the veracity of the video, but it does make one think. And I'm thinking we're all pretty much f*cked.

I'm Sick of Politics

This election season is one of the most polarizing I've ever seen in my entire life. People on both sides have just gone plain crazy over the candidates of their choice, and it's gotten under my skin in ways that usually call for metaphors involving flesh-eating parasites, broken glass, and Barbara Streisand.

I don't think I need to go into the Republican candidates at this point. McCain's senile and Palin is f*cking scary, we know that. But what really is bringing my vomit to a boil is the genuflecting before the image of St. Politico, The Second Coming, His Holiness the New Messiah, Barack Hussein Obama.

First, the disclaimer: I'm not venting spleen so much about Obama or anything he's done. The people that are pissing me off right now are the supporters.

I swear, the obnoxiousness, self-righteousness, and self-aggrandizment that surrounds these people like the stench of a dead skunk festering under the porch for a week is sickening. Everywhere I go, I see posters up with halos around his head. I hear people talking excitedly about how he's so great and will fix the vast pile of sh*t that America has become. "Change" this and "in touch with the people" that, and blah blah blah I've heard all this crap before from the last Democrat that ran for president.

But, why can't I help but think of the scene in Idiocracy when the president introduces the smartest man in the world and says he'll fix the economy, bring life back to the crops, and make sure everyone has their fair share of fries, all in one week?

I ask you one serious question people: do you seriously think anyone, ANYONE, can achieve a position of power in American politics and not have skeletons in his closet? A politician is a politician is a politician. Is a liar. A lying sack of rot. I've never known people to actually trust politicians any other time of the year, so why in the hell are they so trusting now? Everywhere I turn, there's someone else trying to convince me that he's the best thing to happen to the United States since the Bill of Rights.

To be fair, maybe he doesn't have as many skeletons in his closet as other candidates do. And I really don't care about whether or not he's the best choice; I just want to stop hearing about it.

Enough with the bullsh*t, and stop blowing sunshine about how great a politician is up my @$$. Keep doing what you're doing, and I'm voting for McCain just to piss you off.

In any event, I try to insert humor with every post, so here's a little site called Pundit Kitchen. Enjoy.



Can't wait for the next two months to be over with so you twats on both sides of the fence will finally shut up.