“My opponent will not be able to say that I voted for the war, because I didn’t. He won’t be able to say I gave George Bush the benefit of the doubt, with Iran… because I haven’t.”
I love Barack Obama. I don’t care if he’s full of shit. I don’t care if he is a robot. I don’t care at all. I love how he speaks. Sign me up. I’m a monkey who gets all giggly over oratory and rhetoric. In the primate alpha war that is modern human life (and postmodern)… I’ll show my belly to the better speaker.
Shit will either get better, worse, or stay the same. I like Obama. I like it that his middle name is Hussein. I like it that he’s African American. I like it that he smokes. I like it that he’s in his forties and that he seems to have an awesome wife.
Here’s my guilty progressive confession. I do not like the Clintons. I would have gladly voted for Hillary, that’s fine. She’s not unqualified, and her uterus would only make her an irrational sub human a quarter of the time, and her (male) vice president would, of course, have veto power over any crazy edicts she might spout when the menopause makes her cuh-ray-zee. That’s fine. We’ve had crazy presidents. Kissinger had veto power over Nixon, toward the end, when Dick was drunk (Drunk dick, drunk Dick, drunk Dick) on gin and fevered paranoia.
That’s all fine. The long and short of it is, I like Barack Obama. I do. I haven’t looked to deeply into his record. I used to, but I just don’t have the time do dedicate toward such a pointless (and my vote … and yours.. is pointless) end.
This election will be great. Even if McCain wins, I’ll be fine with it. He’s just conservative. That’s fine. Conservative need not equal crazy, religious, evil, retarded, legacy, ivy league, hateful, vile, worthless, greedy, pedophiliac, strap-on pegging addict. All those adjectives are Bush related. Not even the Republicans want to look like that at the moment.
Anyway. For some reason I have a video of Chris Rock introducing Barack Obama. I found this video, indirectly through Television Sux, a blog written by a man I admire.
