It's New Year's Eve.

In a couple of days, the future of this Republic will have its beginning-or its end, in Iowa.

One of the frustrating parts of living in this area that, regardless of affiliation, we are kind of at the tail end of the Pepsi Challenge: Our choice comes in November. We don't really have much of a say in what candidate we will run, just whether we vote for them or not.

At any rate, I'm hoping for the best. I'm listening to Neil Young, and hoping that, by the end of the week, we'll know that this is somewhere...

We'd be interested in hearing who people are backing and why. That is, after you recover from your hangovers.

Fucking Kansas!?!

What the hell is wrong with these people? When you brag, in a democracy, about disenfranchising voters as a strategy, and seem happy about it, then you gotta begin to wonder about who the real threats to our way of life are?

Religion

You know, you never hear about this shit in Mecca.

Well, fuck...

As Wes aptly puts it, this ain't good.

Here's what I see coming: Martial Law indefinately. Facile attempts at justice. Musharraf comes out of the despot closet. We look horrible for supporting him.

Happy new year.

Father Christmas

Okay, this may be one of the most despicable things I have ever seen.

Let's be clear: The message is, plain as day, the the magnanimous benevolence the Hillary wants us to see her as someone who will give some "drippings" to the rest of us peasants. Merry Christmas, here's some presents for you, because I am in a position to give them to you. Never mind that in some quarters, these things are considered rights, and in the case of the war, is considered moral, you instead view these things as a kind of bribe to the American people. No sacrifice required. No need to rethink things or get overheated. No No. Just sit there and be a good little boy or girl. Or you'll get a lump a coal.

The arrogance it takes to make something like this is summed up by the Editorial Board from the Des Moines Register's endorsement of Hillary Clinton:

"Unfortunately, for many Americans, perceptions of Clinton, now 60, remain stuck in a 1990s time warp."

It is not us who are stuck in a time warp, but you, and your sycophants who are desperate to elect one more baby boomer in hopes of somehow proving that your entire worldview of the individual represented in market choices is the meeting ground of capitalism and a more humane world-I'm sorry, but the Fleetwood Mac on your IPod doesn't make you any deeper intellectually than your Complete Murphy Brown on DVD makes you a more tolerant, evolved person. Sorry, but if you worried about what Dan Quayle thought of unwed mothers on a TV show, you are as big a tool as he is (and don't get me started on Designing Women).

Brothers and Sisters, its time to rethink our approach to our Republic, our thoughts on government, and what it means to be a public servant. It's time we rethink the paradigm.

"Give all the toys to the little rich boys".

A Christmas Carol (sort of)

I'm a big sentimental schmuck-I even have Charlie Brown's Christmas on DVD, and I will watch A Christmas Carol, beginning to end, and try to recall when being a callous, selfish, greedy prick was a bad thing-you know, before these so called "Conservatives" took over, and the opposition party became the bitches of this Satan (Ghost of Christmas Past? Tip O'Neil, anyone?).

Anyway, I'd everybody to gather 'round the tree, and I'll read you a beautiful, edifying story-just like the one I read last year...




Update: Evidentally, You Tube took the rest the videos down, as well as this one. No worries, though: I'll finish the story for you.