Flabby Arms & American Flags
Look, I don't give a shit about taxes or the war or the death penalty or a woman's right to choose. Fuck all that shit. Just give me a president who can string a few fucking sentences together! After eight fucking years of Georgie the Retard, I think we deserve at least THAT much!
I'm thoroughly burned out on the whole election process. It didn't really take long, in the grand scheme of things. I was pretty enrapt throughout the 2000 campaign; I even volunteered and canvassed for Kerry in 2004 on the Anybody But Bush platform; and early on in the primary season this year, you couldn't keep me away from the cable news channels. When CNN went to commercial, I'd flip over to MSNBC; if MSNBC was on break, I'd even slum it up on Fox News to get the perspective of concentrated evil. Then, something happened. Something happened, then. Yes, indeed, something then happened. Happened, something then.
It's called repetition. The act of repeating. Repeated action. It's one thing for which I won't stand. Life is too fucking short to hear the same fucking thing over and over again unless it's clever and amusing. Politics is anything but.
I can't concentrate when the media is breaking down pitiful minutiae. They harp on the stupidest things you could possibly imagine in hopes that it'll break as a nationwide phenomenon. From religion to race, experience to flip-flopping, age to flag pins, it all just makes my head hurt so.
Then, you read articles like the one a couple Rolling Stones ago where they talk about the money. Who's giving it to whom, and what it means for the winner in this election. Whoever it is, Obama or the other guy, one thing is for certain: the winner of this election will be those ponying up the most cash.
Nothing ever changes, no matter how many times they try to use the word in their campaign speeches. You know, it's REALLY easy to pander. Audiences LOVE hearing things that they love to hear. Tax breaks for me and 95% of my compatriots? Yes We Can! End the war and kill Osama Bin Laden? Fuck yeah we can! More jobs for Michigan and Indiana and Ohio and Pennsylvania? Well, I don't actually live there, but fuck it, Yes We Surely Can!
Yeah, I dunno, for some reason I don't buy it. Even if Obama DOES get elected - which I still think is a downright impossibility in the vicinity of finding out who really shot Biggie and Tupac - he'll be running for re-election in two years anway. You don't run for president to get things done, you run for president so you can run for president again! Get a few foreign trips out of it, throw some big fat milkbones to your political contributors, maximize your photo ops, and try to bury your opponent in re-election. Then, bask in that glory for a year or two, and in hopes of cementing some sort of legacy, try to get Israel and Palestine to make peace. It's pretty much been the tradition of the last two presidents, as far as I can tell. Clinton just got lucky with that whole Internet sensation making everyone millionaires. Bush got two planes into the World Trade Center and Clinton got a blowjob, them's the breaks.
All I know is, Obama sure as shit won't be banging the fatties if he gets into office. First of all, Michelle Obama is a piece of tail I'd love to get my groove on. But, not only that, I'm certain there are slutty interns who look WAY better than Lewinsky. Judging from some of those audience shots during his speech tonight, there was more than a few ladies in the place with style and grace sporting wet panties. If John Edwards can nail that broad, just imagine what Obama could wrassle to the carpet of the oval office ...
I'm thoroughly burned out on the whole election process. It didn't really take long, in the grand scheme of things. I was pretty enrapt throughout the 2000 campaign; I even volunteered and canvassed for Kerry in 2004 on the Anybody But Bush platform; and early on in the primary season this year, you couldn't keep me away from the cable news channels. When CNN went to commercial, I'd flip over to MSNBC; if MSNBC was on break, I'd even slum it up on Fox News to get the perspective of concentrated evil. Then, something happened. Something happened, then. Yes, indeed, something then happened. Happened, something then.
It's called repetition. The act of repeating. Repeated action. It's one thing for which I won't stand. Life is too fucking short to hear the same fucking thing over and over again unless it's clever and amusing. Politics is anything but.
I can't concentrate when the media is breaking down pitiful minutiae. They harp on the stupidest things you could possibly imagine in hopes that it'll break as a nationwide phenomenon. From religion to race, experience to flip-flopping, age to flag pins, it all just makes my head hurt so.
Then, you read articles like the one a couple Rolling Stones ago where they talk about the money. Who's giving it to whom, and what it means for the winner in this election. Whoever it is, Obama or the other guy, one thing is for certain: the winner of this election will be those ponying up the most cash.
Nothing ever changes, no matter how many times they try to use the word in their campaign speeches. You know, it's REALLY easy to pander. Audiences LOVE hearing things that they love to hear. Tax breaks for me and 95% of my compatriots? Yes We Can! End the war and kill Osama Bin Laden? Fuck yeah we can! More jobs for Michigan and Indiana and Ohio and Pennsylvania? Well, I don't actually live there, but fuck it, Yes We Surely Can!
Yeah, I dunno, for some reason I don't buy it. Even if Obama DOES get elected - which I still think is a downright impossibility in the vicinity of finding out who really shot Biggie and Tupac - he'll be running for re-election in two years anway. You don't run for president to get things done, you run for president so you can run for president again! Get a few foreign trips out of it, throw some big fat milkbones to your political contributors, maximize your photo ops, and try to bury your opponent in re-election. Then, bask in that glory for a year or two, and in hopes of cementing some sort of legacy, try to get Israel and Palestine to make peace. It's pretty much been the tradition of the last two presidents, as far as I can tell. Clinton just got lucky with that whole Internet sensation making everyone millionaires. Bush got two planes into the World Trade Center and Clinton got a blowjob, them's the breaks.
All I know is, Obama sure as shit won't be banging the fatties if he gets into office. First of all, Michelle Obama is a piece of tail I'd love to get my groove on. But, not only that, I'm certain there are slutty interns who look WAY better than Lewinsky. Judging from some of those audience shots during his speech tonight, there was more than a few ladies in the place with style and grace sporting wet panties. If John Edwards can nail that broad, just imagine what Obama could wrassle to the carpet of the oval office ...