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08 October 2004

Holy Shit

On the off chance that even one person might check this, after my months upon months of not posting...

What the fuck is wrong with our president? Within 90 minutes, he refers to the "internets," refers to his opponent as "Senator Kennedy," and asks the moderator if he "need[s] some wood." That last comment was made somewhat flippitantly, in an attempt to throw off a comment Kerry made about his being a partial owner of a lumber yard. Bush's initial reply to this was, I shit you not: "That's news to me."

That's news to me.

Fuck. When your opponent knows your own financial situation better than you do, it's time to sit down and do some serious thinking about what you're doing, what you hope to accomplish, and what you think about your chances of succeeding.

President Bush, I'm not calling you an incompetent idiot who is only going to make everything worse...No, wait. That is what I'm saying. That is exactly what I'm saying. So please, for the love of God, walk away. You've done all you can. There is no longer any point in making anyone suffer through your...Well, let's just say your unusual command of the language, nor your "My dick is bigger than everyone else's" style of leadership. You are hurting America. You are making us less secure, and dividing us more bitterly than Clinton dreamed possible--which must be hard work.

I don't know. I'm actually rather speechless. I'm also tired, and ill, so I think I'll just go to bed now. I wonder how the spin will sound on Monday...


posted at 11:24 PM by Chris


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