High school shyte. That's what this election has come down to. Now don't get me wrong, I have long been dissatisfied with American politics, but come on guys. Seriously, Palin? I must admit I've went a good long time without seeing a stunt like this one. McCain didn't just step in shit, he's swimming in it. Hello, did you do any background research there buddy? It brings to mind the question of his age. Could he be senile? What prompts you, to make such a poor decision? You want the "Hillary Vote" so badly, that you forget you are supposed to be a conservative and choose a running mate with a 17 year old pregnant daughter? And I don't want to hear about how it isn't the mom's fault. Fuck you dude, seriously. There is no way on God's green planet, that there was even a hint of me coming home with a bun in the oven. Why, because my parents raised me better than that, hmmm I guess hippies aren't all that bad at what they do huh? In fact quite a few of my friends were pretty safe from this particular faux pax, not because we were angels, because that just wasn't us. And the foundation of who we are started at home. But I digress, the point is that you are making horrible decisions for your party. With this choice you've pretty much all but lost the conservative vote that was basically in your pocket. So busy trying to prove you can be "different" too. Who is it exactly that is worried about the best interests of our country anymore. This whole popularity contest is going to end in catastrophe. This whole idea that because you are equipped with a vagina makes you viable in this campaign as a running mate is rediculous. And if you think that wasn't a big part of the choice, then you're fucking daft. Basically as far as Palin goes she was the mayor of the second biggest meth head city in Alaska, woo hoo. And her bullshit about "I'm a soccer mom, vote for me"...fuckwits. The only positive thing for McCain with her in the veep spot, is that it insures he will never be assassinated.
And Hillary, oh boy here we go on her and her backwards supporters. Any one needing the win so bad as to divide her party for so long because it what she wants, is so not what we need. Are you serious, Wahhhh I SHOULD be the winner, because it's what I want, change the party rules, you guys obviously don't know what's best for you, but that's okay I do. Me, me, me, hey lady, get a fucking grip, you lose, move on. And as for her supporters, what exactly is your major malfunction? If you don't pick her, we'll vote Mccain. Fuck it, vote for some one you don't even pretend to like because you're panties are in a wad. Really adult. Seriously you don't deserve to vote. Voting is not supposed to be used as a way to force your party into your ideas you morons. Go play in traffic.
This is so blatantly why women shout NOT be the president. You cannot start a war because China won't sell you the shoes you want. Sorry. Emotions get people killed, period. Now I bet there is one percent or so of women that could probably do the job, but I am not one of them. And I've yet to meet one.
Monday, September 15, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
What a shame
So number one on my list of things I can't really get my head around today is people and their inherent desire to cover things up, lest they be judged. Last night on the phone my mom told me about a local boy back home who died. He was a soldier in Iraq. The thing is he didn't die in combat. He committed suicide when told he was coming home. The tribute in the paper however, led people to believe the former. Now I'm sure they had their reasons. Maybe they're worried people would think him a coward. Maybe they're worried about the judgmental kind of christians. You know the kind, the ones that forget about your loss because they are too busy informing you that your loved one is going to hell. Whatever the reasoning, they are taking away or rather masking a larger problem. See, the number one killer of marines is not combat. In fact, combat related deaths are third on this list. The numero uno spot belongs to suicides. The number two spot "training accident", many of which are actual suicides that the military doesn't want you to know about.
My problem is this, nobody wants to admit that our boys and girls are coming home sick. Mentally ravaged by the war and what they've seen. Our government and military would rather call them pussies than get them the medical care that they require. It is for this reason many soldiers never come forward with their mental illnesses. I feel horribly sorry for our men and women, who enlisted to serve their country, only to fight a war over oil. It makes me sick that our brothers and and sons, our sisters and daughters are dying, expendable to the American elite whose sons are safely at home driving their Hummers and Expeditions. Princes don't fight the war. Battered and broken they come home, if they come home at all.
Don't let someone blow sunshine up your ass! Realize that "The land of the free, and the home of the brave", is not all it's cracked up to be any more. And when you meet or hear of a soldier suffering from PTSD, dont' look down your nose at him. You can support our troops without supporting this God forsaken war. And the next time you hear of someone who mentally broken took their own life, don't point fingers, he is trying to deal with challenges you and I will never know.
My problem is this, nobody wants to admit that our boys and girls are coming home sick. Mentally ravaged by the war and what they've seen. Our government and military would rather call them pussies than get them the medical care that they require. It is for this reason many soldiers never come forward with their mental illnesses. I feel horribly sorry for our men and women, who enlisted to serve their country, only to fight a war over oil. It makes me sick that our brothers and and sons, our sisters and daughters are dying, expendable to the American elite whose sons are safely at home driving their Hummers and Expeditions. Princes don't fight the war. Battered and broken they come home, if they come home at all.
Don't let someone blow sunshine up your ass! Realize that "The land of the free, and the home of the brave", is not all it's cracked up to be any more. And when you meet or hear of a soldier suffering from PTSD, dont' look down your nose at him. You can support our troops without supporting this God forsaken war. And the next time you hear of someone who mentally broken took their own life, don't point fingers, he is trying to deal with challenges you and I will never know.
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This blog was started to keep my other blog free of the mental pollution that sometimes is my ranting, raving self. It is dedicated to the sole purpose of things I cannot or will not rap my brain around. Politics, acts of human stupidity, senseless violence, it's all here folks. So if you're game, step on my double-frantic braincoaster, and strap in. Please keep all extremities in the car and remain seated at all times. Exits are here, here, here, and right over here.
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