Archive for November, 2004

Sorry, who? me?

Wednesday, November 3rd, 2004

I don’t feel sorry for what I wrote. Yes, I probably came across as a mouth-foaming cretin what with all the caps, but so be it. If I cared about public perception I would not have a ‘blog.

I’m very sad about the state of our country today. The only consolation I get is that in four excrutiatingly long and unbearable years, if the United States still exists, we won’t have Bush for a president anymore. Who knows, by then maybe there will be two countries: The Libereally United States and the Conservatively United States. Sadly, the CUS will have invaded the LUS in order to free the world from pot smoking, gay, treehuggers under the pretence that the LUS was harboring weapons of mass intoxication.

I feel like I’m in a Brothers Grimm fairy tale.

This truly is our darkest hour…

Wednesday, November 3rd, 2004

Now that the elections have concluded, the United States finds itself at an important juncture, we place the last four years in the past like a nightmare we’re just waking up from and look to the future to realize that the nightmare is all too real. Today, the world mourns and gives us sympathies the way it did on September 11th, 2001.

I’m so angry right now that I believe I’m developing latent pyrokinetic abilities. Needless to say I was hurt, shocked, and very disappointed by Sen. Kerry’s decision to tuck his tail ‘tween his legs. “We will fight for every vote,” vowed Mr. Edwards. Every vote is not yet in. Where are you? Sen. Kerry said that he wants to help Mr. Bush heal the country, yet he does not realize that one must treat the cause of the illness rather than the symptoms. What healing can happen? Again the country is divided. Again many American lives will be lost in pointless wars. Again we will live in terror since we’re alienating the rest of the world. Again we will take great social and technological leaps backwards. How, Sen. Kerry, do you plan on healing that?

Alas, I have words for Mr. Bush (the title is pure voluntary, as I do not consider him my president. After all, I didn’t vote for him). I’m going to say this calmly, speak coolly, and most importantly use small words so that he may understand. YOU GODDAMN MONKEY-FUCKING, COCK-SUCKING, SHIT-EATING, MOUTH-BREATHING, LYING MOTHERFUCKER! I have nothing but the utmost contempt and lack of respect for you. You disgust me and shame America with your despicable lack of respect for the world as well as the English language. NUKULAR? You fucking hillbilly. You are a grotesque jellyfish of a man who does not deserve the right to be part of our species, let alone our president. You have done nothing but further you own monetary agenda since the start. You lied to us about Iraq; your lies have cost hundreds of lost American lives. You are the monster, the terrorist we need to watch out for. I piss on you.

I realize that politics are a very sensitive point for lots of people; I disagree with what you say but I will defend your right to say it to my last breath. Now, return the favor and respect my right to call you a monkeyfucker.

Go Vote!

Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004

You’ll probably hear this everywhere… GO VOTE! Particularly if you are living in a state that could go either way. It does not matter who you vote for so long as you do. My vote is a top secret and only my most senior and trusted aides know for sure, but I’ll give you a hint: I’m sure as hell not voting for that ass faced primate with the vocabulary of a 3 year old kid with Tourettes and the foreign policy of playground bully with a temper tantrum. I’ll let you decide who I’m talking about.

Off to the polls now…