Look, most of y’all are are
democrats. Most of y’all made up your minds.

First thing I’ve got to to say, if you think you’re gonna pull that john mccain bullshit your an asshole.

I’d say, that’s Bungle in the Jungle. These assholes are after your cash. That’s what they do. Hillary? Barack? Both are trying to make everything better for everybody. Republicans, well somebodys going to be saved, shether it’s rich people or rich people that buy into the rapture. If the voting populace screws this up, the way they they did with the creepy draft-dodger vs. the actual war hero, (if they actually did, because anybody not a moron knows Kerry won Ohio) well fuck this country.

Seriously, everything out of the mouth of the president shits on the Constitution. Does a single American elieve in a single signing statement. Was George III nuts? How does this shit go on? He hasn’t been running anything for years, and Cheney is so clearly certifiable, it just seems like he needs to find some sort of Geli to go in the bunker. But it doesn’t seem like there’s a female on the face of the earth that would go anywhere with Cheney.

And I seem loony? These assholes are running the country, and they’re spending $10bil a month without it showing up in the budget. That WMD shit? They made that up. They made it up in 1998 and tried to talk Clinton into it. It’s difficult to understand how what seems to be a good people could be led so wrong.

It seems to me this is all the logical conclusion of Newt and the 1994 Republican Revolution. Newt is awesome. He served his wife with divorce papers while she was taking cancer news. They despised Health Care Change. It doesn’t take a genius to understand that the Clinton Health Care Plan would have put the country on path that would have cut off the current economic black hole. The problem seems to have been been that it was proposed by a Democrat. If you can’t see that you’re an idiot. If some sort of the Clinton plan had been put in place, things would be spectacularly better. But she was just a woman. And those are facts jack.
And if her ideas don’t count because shes a woman, well I’d say this. There is no single issue other than health care that bears on the the overall economy of this country. Anybody that doesn’t doesn’t understand this is an idiot. Or at least somebody without a clue.

The economy of health care includes something like $80bil. Are you nuts? Wheres that money going? You Asshole? Down a gottdum hole, you stupid insensitive piece o shit. There’s a guy that’s supposed to be the commander in chief. Does he know where this money is going? Well he has no clue. You gonna put this on? Pure stupidity on the part of the pretzeldenet. Look assholes he’s dummer than grunt. You cant get stupider than this asshole.

Oh, excuse me. I was thinking about the Pretzeldent. In my world, this asshole pulled the black bastard ao McCcain which McCain seems to have written off as just a good joke about darkeyism.

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“How long were you and Fred married?”

“Forty-three years.”

“Did you ever have mutual orgasm?”

(she thinks a minute)

“No, we always had State Farm.”

In those days, the victim knew in that dark midnight of the soul’s whatever it was Hades, the carnapping was arranged by a phone call to the ragtags of Whitey Bulger’s minions, the car was in Fort Point Channel or a Blue Hills quarry in Canton, and the insurance check was on the way. I guess there’s greed and then theirs homicidal psycopathy.

Detroit used to have bosses, mostly surnamed Giacalone, and those good fellas lived in what passed for some gorgeous Grosse Pointe mansions. Boston was the Wild West end of Somerville. No more threatening yo the average citizen, but surely more entertaining. The boss was, after all, the blood on blood brother of the unlikely little dictator that Newt moved in for as the more telegenic Little Hitler in the Revolution. Joyriding would have been cleaned up with some ultimately inconsequential physical harm, and the boys would have promised never to repeat their transgressions. In Detroit, they would more likely have been floating in Lake Ste. Claire for the sin of independent behavior.

Brothers Bulger is a wonderful story of American politics. Whitey’s still at large, far as I know, but he’d be creakin’. Billy ought to come clean about his nefarious attacks on, oh, Universal Health Care.

But anyway, why do people steal cars? Chop ‘em and sell the parts? Put the primos in containers and send ‘em to Europe. Ride around like Cody Jarret and crash and burn in glory?

Perhaps when you’re faced with a political monolith entirely lacking in a human component, you just have to say “Fuckit”. And I sure as shit don’t mean that weasle Tom Cruise. I mean Bulworth.

In my estimation, being pretty old here, and having told the Kicking Ass DNC blog after his convention speech that Obama was inevitable, He might be getting JFK right. JFK never got RFK right, and Obama’s not Bobby by any means. Neither’s Hilary. This great divide is manufactured. Obama doesn’t no dick comparedwith Ms. Clinton as far as health care is concerned, and it’s the most important subject as faras the general economy is concerned.

Didn’t FDR put everybody to work, including artists and glib sonsabitches? I’ll take one of those second jobs. ThinkI’m qualified. Didn’t the Republicans descend into heinous Reconstruction practice? The Republican Party did one good thing and descended into odious self-interest 150 years ago.

It’s a recent topic, editors. There are all sorts of editors. I can turn engineer’s gibberish and architect’s CYA crap into something that moves projects foreward, gets buildings built, and minimizes post-construction lawsuits so things get built that ought to.

Then there are literary editors, and even more interesting, translators. Was Maxwell Thomas Wolfe’s editor or his collaborator? How important to the American legacy of Gabriel Garcia Marquez is Gregory Rabassa? When it comes to poets, I’m at a total loss on this subject, but I think I need a second language.

Now there is the subject of newspaper editors. In Jschool, I edited a one-off campus paper (caper), for a 101 sort of class. I took this seriously, but always felt loath to stymie the initial impulses of the writers. Didn’t see how it could hurt back in those days to just let the budding writers just let it rip.

Nancy has brought up the idea of keeping you’re ass from getting sued. I wrote a column about an annoying campuus revolutionary I thought of as particularly self-aggrandizing. I was the editor, so there was nobody to edit my copy. I’d say I tore him a brand new one in the instance of his spectacular self-importance, his denigration of women’s opinions, and his overall weenie appearance and intellect.

There was no editorial control. I was the editor. Everything in the column was sourced. The guy was spectacularly a jerk, and he was in it more to get laid than anything else. But, you know, I just found him such a despicable toad, I couldn’t help myself. And this jerk threatened the Henry W. Grady School of Journalism with a lawsuit.

This scummy jackass said I’d defamed him in the name of the UGA, and it was that cash his idiot claim was entitled to. Jackas.

Now, I sure as shit didn’t defame this jerk. But I found myself threatened with expulsion by my Dean, who was somebody I revered. Welll or maybe. If it had been Ralph McGill, maybe.

Now, what are newspaper editors supposed to do. First place do no harm, kind of like doctors. You know, first place I’ve always thought is to keep anybody without a lot of experience from embarrasing herself.