Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Just when you thought I was dead...

surprise, surprise.

And what do I think about all the political palaver? You don't want to be battered by foaming mouthed diatribe, but you will be, and maybe even spittle spattered in the bargain. I have earned my rabidity

Hillary Clinton stridently accuses Barack Obama of plagiarism. Hillary Clinton is a good old boy trapped in the body of a woman.

There was a time when I thought her husband was okay. That came to a screeching halt when it became clear he had sold out the poor, and was a far too conservative Democrat to suit me. Any sucking up to big business while hundreds of thousands go hungry, does not sit well here.

I do not want to see another Clinton in the White House. It'll be the same old same old, and it is truly time for a change.

I'd rather see Donald Duck run the country. He couldn't do any worse a job than the seated incumbent running it into the ground is doing now.

There is no mention of John Mc Cain. Mc Cain is unmentionable.

For those hawkish, tight, "principled", "family values" oriented hypocrites, who prefer to:
1. steal on a massive scale rather then screw,
2. see no child left behind, over any poor child getting a really good education,
3. have the low-income needy vaporized, as opposed to any possible hint of the long bony fingers of realistic tax laws digging into their fat pockets…

The party's over. Time to get the hell outta Dodge.

And study war no more, while you're at it.

Unless of course, you would prefer to offer up your young as sacrificial lambs to the Gods of Greed, Commerce, and the Good Old American way of taking everything it covets to appease the endless appetite for oil, general riches, and world domination in the quaint old European Imperialist style you ape so faithfully.

In that case, go biblical, please do.

Then you can spend your declining days in a mea culpa wallow, doing a Lady Macbeth, because Johnny didn’t come marching home from some depleted uranium saturated oil rich country. Or maybe worse yet, he did, but he just ain’t the same no more and never will be.

Put the intellectual into the White House. Let's see what the process of thought can do…for a change.