Life is Crazy...
I know it is an excuse but more will come soon.
Sunday, June 27, 2004
Friday, June 25, 2004
Yeah...this should be for keeps--and why can't gay marry?
BRITNEY SPEARS is going for it one more time, baby! ET has confirmed that Britney is engaged to backup dancer KEVIN FEDERLINE. Yes, the 22-year-old is ready to walk down the aisle again, but this time she's apparently going to take a more traditional route.
Her 55-hour Las Vegas marriage to childhood friend JASON ALEXANDER back in January ended in an annulment. And Federline has been by Britney's side consistently as she recovers from arthroscopic surgery on her knee, which forced her to cancel the remainder of her Onyx Hotel Tour. Marrying Federline will also make Britney a step-mom -- he has a 2-year-old with actress SHAR JACKSON, who's also currently pregnant with his second child.
And they worry that gays disrespect marriage?
BRITNEY SPEARS is going for it one more time, baby! ET has confirmed that Britney is engaged to backup dancer KEVIN FEDERLINE. Yes, the 22-year-old is ready to walk down the aisle again, but this time she's apparently going to take a more traditional route.
Her 55-hour Las Vegas marriage to childhood friend JASON ALEXANDER back in January ended in an annulment. And Federline has been by Britney's side consistently as she recovers from arthroscopic surgery on her knee, which forced her to cancel the remainder of her Onyx Hotel Tour. Marrying Federline will also make Britney a step-mom -- he has a 2-year-old with actress SHAR JACKSON, who's also currently pregnant with his second child.
And they worry that gays disrespect marriage?
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Who Needs Buhdda?
I am passing this on to you because it has definitely worked for me and at this time of year, we all could use a little calm by following the simple advice I read in an article, I have finally found inner peace.
The article read:
"The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you've started."
So I looked around the house to see all the things I started and hadn't finished and before leaving the house this morning, I finished off a bottle of red wine, some green cheese, the Bailey's, the Kahlua, the Prozac, some Valium, a few other pills, some cheesecake and a half empty box of edible underwear.
You have no idea how good I feel ...
You may pass this on to those you feel are in need of "Inner Peace" as well.
I am passing this on to you because it has definitely worked for me and at this time of year, we all could use a little calm by following the simple advice I read in an article, I have finally found inner peace.
The article read:
"The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you've started."
So I looked around the house to see all the things I started and hadn't finished and before leaving the house this morning, I finished off a bottle of red wine, some green cheese, the Bailey's, the Kahlua, the Prozac, some Valium, a few other pills, some cheesecake and a half empty box of edible underwear.
You have no idea how good I feel ...
You may pass this on to those you feel are in need of "Inner Peace" as well.
Why I Fear Cars.
Motorist ran into his own car
A Swiss car insurance firm has been sent a bill by a motorist after he literally ran into the back of his own car while chasing it as it rolled off down a hill.
The Swiss man who was not named had parked his car on a steep hill at Chur in Switzerland - but forgot to pull the hand brake on.
As he walked away the vehicle started to roll down a hill.
The motorist gave chase and had almost caught the car when it suddenly stopped after colliding with a kerb.
The speeding motorist was unable to stop and collided with the car, sticking his head through the window and denting the rear panels.
He was taken to local hospital where he was treated for cuts and bruises.
Motorist ran into his own car
A Swiss car insurance firm has been sent a bill by a motorist after he literally ran into the back of his own car while chasing it as it rolled off down a hill.
The Swiss man who was not named had parked his car on a steep hill at Chur in Switzerland - but forgot to pull the hand brake on.
As he walked away the vehicle started to roll down a hill.
The motorist gave chase and had almost caught the car when it suddenly stopped after colliding with a kerb.
The speeding motorist was unable to stop and collided with the car, sticking his head through the window and denting the rear panels.
He was taken to local hospital where he was treated for cuts and bruises.
Friday, June 18, 2004
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
Friday, June 11, 2004
Thursday, June 10, 2004
Tuesday, June 08, 2004
Being A “Single”.
Started out as an ordinary Saturday night—informal party, cute outfit, light drinking. All the usual suspects were there and we were doing our normal thing. Davis and I were on the porch, taking a smoke break and talking about some girls he had just met. We laughing as he explained how he isn’t really looking for much. I warned him to be careful about that and he talked about how he wanted to meet a single girl. I laughed at the sentiment and cracked some joke about open relationships and Davis just shook his head. He explained how I was just like him—“a single”. At first I took offense, did it mean that I was somebody who is just a loner? Somebody better off without a relationship? Davis realized what he had started and how I might take it. He assured me that it wasn’t a dig but that I was just a different type of person like him, like Valeska. I wondered what made us different than most of our single friends. They’re normal people, just looking for love, for someone to share things with. I guess what makes us “singles” is a difference in how we do dating. A single doesn’t look at a girl’s phone number as an unclaimed lottery prize or expect the guy they met at the bar to call the next morning. We don’t spend days imagining Sunday mornings lounging in bed after one date at Vitello’s. And we never let them make us dinner or meet their friends till after we have gotten to know each other—which always takes longer than three dates. We have learned to go out for drinks and not scan the bar for Mister Right, that a Friday spent with a bottle of wine and a good book can be the best thing in the whole wide world. We go to clubs because we like to dance, to parties to be with our friends and can handle coffee for one at a nice café. We know that being alone sometimes isn’t the worst fate in the world. It’s not that we don’t want a relationship, love, someone to curl up next to at night—it’s just that we are willing to take our time to be sure that‘s real and not just taking the first available person. We’re not stoic or cold or jaded, but that we can see the difference between wanting and needing a relationship. And that one is much worse than the other. But the best part is that we’re fine either way. We don’t waste time asking, “why didn’t he?” or “why aren’t I?” but know that when the time is right then it will happen. We don’t expect Prince Charming to be standing at our door some random day nor to find him after one movie and a couple of cocktails. We don’t notice the wait because we’re too busy living our lives to be lonely. I guess at the end of the day, that’s the ultimate difference between being single and being a “single”; we know the difference between being lonely and alone. Being single is going on the porch for a smoke break and hoping “he” joins you while being a “single” is taking a smoke break, looking at the stars and enjoying the view.
Started out as an ordinary Saturday night—informal party, cute outfit, light drinking. All the usual suspects were there and we were doing our normal thing. Davis and I were on the porch, taking a smoke break and talking about some girls he had just met. We laughing as he explained how he isn’t really looking for much. I warned him to be careful about that and he talked about how he wanted to meet a single girl. I laughed at the sentiment and cracked some joke about open relationships and Davis just shook his head. He explained how I was just like him—“a single”. At first I took offense, did it mean that I was somebody who is just a loner? Somebody better off without a relationship? Davis realized what he had started and how I might take it. He assured me that it wasn’t a dig but that I was just a different type of person like him, like Valeska. I wondered what made us different than most of our single friends. They’re normal people, just looking for love, for someone to share things with. I guess what makes us “singles” is a difference in how we do dating. A single doesn’t look at a girl’s phone number as an unclaimed lottery prize or expect the guy they met at the bar to call the next morning. We don’t spend days imagining Sunday mornings lounging in bed after one date at Vitello’s. And we never let them make us dinner or meet their friends till after we have gotten to know each other—which always takes longer than three dates. We have learned to go out for drinks and not scan the bar for Mister Right, that a Friday spent with a bottle of wine and a good book can be the best thing in the whole wide world. We go to clubs because we like to dance, to parties to be with our friends and can handle coffee for one at a nice café. We know that being alone sometimes isn’t the worst fate in the world. It’s not that we don’t want a relationship, love, someone to curl up next to at night—it’s just that we are willing to take our time to be sure that‘s real and not just taking the first available person. We’re not stoic or cold or jaded, but that we can see the difference between wanting and needing a relationship. And that one is much worse than the other. But the best part is that we’re fine either way. We don’t waste time asking, “why didn’t he?” or “why aren’t I?” but know that when the time is right then it will happen. We don’t expect Prince Charming to be standing at our door some random day nor to find him after one movie and a couple of cocktails. We don’t notice the wait because we’re too busy living our lives to be lonely. I guess at the end of the day, that’s the ultimate difference between being single and being a “single”; we know the difference between being lonely and alone. Being single is going on the porch for a smoke break and hoping “he” joins you while being a “single” is taking a smoke break, looking at the stars and enjoying the view.
Being A “Single”.
Started out as an ordinary Saturday night—informal party, cute outfit, light drinking. All the usual suspects were there and we were doing our normal thing. Davis and I were on the porch, taking a smoke break and talking about some girls he had just met. We laughing as he explained how he isn’t really looking for much. I warned him to be careful about that and he talked about how he wanted to meet a single girl.
I laughed at the sentiment and cracked some joke about open relationships and Davis just shook his head. He explained how I was just like him—“a single”. At first I took offense, did it mean that I was somebody who is just a loner? Somebody better off without a relationship?
Davis realized what he had started and how I might take it. He assured me that it wasn’t a dig but that I was just a different type of person like him, like Valeska. I wondered what made us different than most of our single friends. They’re normal people, just looking for love, for someone to share things with.
I guess what makes us “singles” is a difference in how we do dating. A single doesn’t look at a girl’s phone number as an unclaimed lottery prize or expect the guy they met at the bar to call the next morning. We don’t spend days imagining Sunday mornings lounging in bed after one date at Vitello’s. And we never let them make us dinner or meet their friends till after we have gotten to know each other—which always takes longer than three dates.
We have learned to go out for drinks and not scan the bar for Mister Right, that a Friday spent with a bottle of wine and a good book can be the best thing in the whole wide world. We go to clubs because we like to dance, to parties to be with our friends and can handle coffee for one at a nice café. We know that being alone sometimes isn’t the worst fate in the world.
It’s not that we don’t want a relationship, love, someone to curl up next to at night—it’s just that we are willing to take our time to be sure that‘s real and not just taking the first available person. We’re not stoic or cold or jaded, but that we can see the difference between wanting and needing a relationship. And that one is much worse than the other.
But the best part is that we’re fine either way. We don’t waste time asking, “why didn’t he?” or “why aren’t I?” but know that when the time is right then it will happen. We don’t expect Prince Charming to be standing at our door some random day nor to find him after one movie and a couple of cocktails. We don’t notice the wait because we’re too busy living our lives to be lonely.
I guess at the end of the day, that’s the ultimate difference between being single and being a “single”; we know the difference between being lonely and alone. Being single is going on the porch for a smoke break and hoping “he” joins you while being a “single” is taking a smoke break, looking at the stars and enjoying the view.
Started out as an ordinary Saturday night—informal party, cute outfit, light drinking. All the usual suspects were there and we were doing our normal thing. Davis and I were on the porch, taking a smoke break and talking about some girls he had just met. We laughing as he explained how he isn’t really looking for much. I warned him to be careful about that and he talked about how he wanted to meet a single girl.
I laughed at the sentiment and cracked some joke about open relationships and Davis just shook his head. He explained how I was just like him—“a single”. At first I took offense, did it mean that I was somebody who is just a loner? Somebody better off without a relationship?
Davis realized what he had started and how I might take it. He assured me that it wasn’t a dig but that I was just a different type of person like him, like Valeska. I wondered what made us different than most of our single friends. They’re normal people, just looking for love, for someone to share things with.
I guess what makes us “singles” is a difference in how we do dating. A single doesn’t look at a girl’s phone number as an unclaimed lottery prize or expect the guy they met at the bar to call the next morning. We don’t spend days imagining Sunday mornings lounging in bed after one date at Vitello’s. And we never let them make us dinner or meet their friends till after we have gotten to know each other—which always takes longer than three dates.
We have learned to go out for drinks and not scan the bar for Mister Right, that a Friday spent with a bottle of wine and a good book can be the best thing in the whole wide world. We go to clubs because we like to dance, to parties to be with our friends and can handle coffee for one at a nice café. We know that being alone sometimes isn’t the worst fate in the world.
It’s not that we don’t want a relationship, love, someone to curl up next to at night—it’s just that we are willing to take our time to be sure that‘s real and not just taking the first available person. We’re not stoic or cold or jaded, but that we can see the difference between wanting and needing a relationship. And that one is much worse than the other.
But the best part is that we’re fine either way. We don’t waste time asking, “why didn’t he?” or “why aren’t I?” but know that when the time is right then it will happen. We don’t expect Prince Charming to be standing at our door some random day nor to find him after one movie and a couple of cocktails. We don’t notice the wait because we’re too busy living our lives to be lonely.
I guess at the end of the day, that’s the ultimate difference between being single and being a “single”; we know the difference between being lonely and alone. Being single is going on the porch for a smoke break and hoping “he” joins you while being a “single” is taking a smoke break, looking at the stars and enjoying the view.
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
Ballsy boy...
I almost fell over when I read this... Just wow.....
hey kidd.
im jc im a 25 year old college student.
living in santa ana.(714)
was full time @ orange coast college but taking summer class's at Santa Ana College since it's next door basicaly LOL
well im really trying to be positive and make friends.
life's been rough making friends and more in CA. people are very pretentious and i've delt with a load of jerks but you know what it's only made me stronger to honestly know i need better people in life.
and i know there out there....
thus the attempt to talk to u!
so how did i find you?
i did a search since im mostly attracted to guys who have a bit of meat on them you i cant bleive the thing says extra baggage,
kind of cute but rude they acctualy put that on here..
hmm it's life people can be dumb, but if it was that bad no one'd be on here. lol. your cute really cute. and i thought it may be worth the attempt to talk to you...I read your blogs...and realized you're amazing.
im not into hookup's been long term goaled all my life. it's not easy to make friends it sure as hell is not easy to meet someone special and it's not a every day occurance. but i keep my chin up it's going to happen one day...im out to make freinds who understand what unconditional love from a friend means. im out to seek the people who can treat me better that will treat them
hit me up if you'd be willing to talk...
who knows if something more can come from online chat but real friends are what im hopeing to get~!
can't get along in life with out real people in our lifes....
I almost fell over when I read this... Just wow.....
hey kidd.
im jc im a 25 year old college student.
living in santa ana.(714)
was full time @ orange coast college but taking summer class's at Santa Ana College since it's next door basicaly LOL
well im really trying to be positive and make friends.
life's been rough making friends and more in CA. people are very pretentious and i've delt with a load of jerks but you know what it's only made me stronger to honestly know i need better people in life.
and i know there out there....
thus the attempt to talk to u!
so how did i find you?
i did a search since im mostly attracted to guys who have a bit of meat on them you i cant bleive the thing says extra baggage,
kind of cute but rude they acctualy put that on here..
hmm it's life people can be dumb, but if it was that bad no one'd be on here. lol. your cute really cute. and i thought it may be worth the attempt to talk to you...I read your blogs...and realized you're amazing.
im not into hookup's been long term goaled all my life. it's not easy to make friends it sure as hell is not easy to meet someone special and it's not a every day occurance. but i keep my chin up it's going to happen one day...im out to make freinds who understand what unconditional love from a friend means. im out to seek the people who can treat me better that will treat them
hit me up if you'd be willing to talk...
who knows if something more can come from online chat but real friends are what im hopeing to get~!
can't get along in life with out real people in our lifes....
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
Just what we need to do...
A good friend of mine, Max, wrote this and I felt the need to share...tis important...
hello to you all, (is that so much harder than 'howdy y'all', I mean, I murder then English language on a regular basis, but really... jesus, *wait*; I haven't even finished the salutation and already I'm ranting aimlessly and losing focus... ok, back to business...)
hello my friends,
This is Memorial Day, and to most, it is a day off and a barbecue. To some, it is an opportunity to wax poetic on the ultimate sacrifice paid by our troops killed in war. For me, it sometimes is my birthday, but not this year. But I am using this opportunity to ask you two very important questions:
Do you know anyone in Iraq? and if you do know someone there, are you happy they are over there?
I would say most of my friends and relatives don't, because coming from a middle class to upper class background, as most of you do, we didn't have to join the army. Most of us got to go to college and some of us (ok, you) even graduated...
Who is our army? Without the draft, our Army is a volunteer army. And who volunteers? The lower classes and the extraordinarily noble or misguided. And who controls this army? Our government -- and who is the Government? Elected by the people (mostly) but propped up by big business and usually members of the upper class. This has always been in certain degrees (lower class army vs. upper class government) but it has never been worse than today.
I look at our situation in Iraq, and even rejecting 95% of the propaganda on BOTH sides of the argument, it boils down to this: I keep reading the news and analyzing the situation, mulling everything over in my brain and I just can't believe that after Korea AND Vietnam, we have let our government do this to our Armed Forces AGAIN. We have invaded a country for the wrong reason and we not only have absolutely no business being there, now that we are there, we have no idea how to get out.
I have all the respect in the world for our fighting men and women. I believe that a strong armed force is necessary. I am not some namby-pamby intellectual peacenik who thinks the worlds problems can be talked out over tea and crumpets; solutions to age old problems are never that easy. But I also believe that (I can't believe I am going to say this in this manner, but nothing else is coming to mind, so for all you comic geeks, this one's for you) with great power comes great responsibility. If we build a large, powerful army, we should use it correctly. For defense of our country. Period. Somehow the protection of our interests and righting wrongs (comic book hero style) got into the equation. Now, if we could fight every evil dictator out there, great, we rule. But (and it's a big BUT) we have picked and chosen our enemies only where our economic interests are at stake. In Africa, there are a dozen civil wars, with more atrocities than you can shake an anal-placed cattle prod at, are going on right as you read this. Are we lifting finger one to help? Nope. The oil is in the middle east, not Namibia. Now, am I simplifying this? Damn right. I need to, because I need to get to my point: Who is to blame for this? George W. Bush. That's easy. But who do we blame for GWB?
We have no one to blame but ourselves. We have allowed this charlatan in the White House (illegally, I might add). Then, even worse, allowed him to bend a tragic situation like 9/11 into the justification for the illegal war in Iraq (and Afghanistan, where Halliburton is building a $12.8 billion pipeline at taxpayer expense...where is that on your network news? but that again, is another email). We sit back and 'tsk tsk' and hate our government and yet we do very little to change it. We were all so fascinated by Clinton and his blow job peccadilloes, but when Bush lies to our faces during the State of the Union on a yearly basis, we don't do a thing and rarely talk about it. We look skeptically at the media, try to find holes in the story to piece together the non-bias nonpartisan truth and feel helpless. Yet we do little to understand the corporate ownership of media conglomerates and how that affects what we are told. The FCC changes laws so that the top 6 media companies can own all the news you hear, and then they go on and on about Janet Jackson and Howard Stern and we just take it. The FCC is a board that is appointed, so we have to take great care in who we elect to appoint these people, and this is just one example (don't get me started about the Supreme Court). We seem to go about our lives and hope beyond hope that it will all work itself out. Meanwhile, our energy prices are through the roof, the economy is in shambles and we can't even begin to fathom the reason why? We have our war, like it or not, and even then, things are not improving. When gas prices go up, prices for EVERYTHING go up and it's not like that raise is gonna come through (some of us have even been asked to work without income, but that is also another email). What do we do about it?
Hopefully, we vote. Look, politics is a painful and hypocritically polarized process. And, like Bill Hicks said, the two major parties are just puppets on the hands of a single evil called 'corporate america' but let's face facts: we need change. Now. Right now. I don't even think we can wait until November, but baring a coup, we are gonna have to. I ask that all of you register to vote (if you haven't already) and vote for John Kerry. Or Ralph Nader. Or Mickey Mouse. But not George W. Bush. Anyone but Bush. Please. We need to take america back and while Kerry certainly doesn't seem like the solution, we already know that GWB is not. He has lied about WMD to get his war and he has lied to cut taxes that put more money in the top 1% of america while using tactics like tax 'refunds' to fool the american people that he is making their lives better. He has run on a policy of republican lies (trickle down economics, elimination of the bill of rights through the US PATRIOT act, religious justification for state policy, and small government spending MORE - not less - on corporate -- not public - interests...just to name a few of my favorites) and those policies have failed miserably. To put this in perspective, because of his religious objection to stem cell research, even Nancy Reagan hates GWB.
This all comes back to my question: Do you know anyone in Iraq and are you happy they are there? I would truly like to hear about anyone you do. I do not, so I have no frame of reference. If you know anyone who has given their lives, I am sorry and I hold them in high respect. Plenty of people died defending this country for the wrong ideals, that doesn't make their passing any less tragic. My beef is with Bush, not the members of the Armed Forces.
I have one other request. Please vote on November 2. Vote. It is the only way you can stop the republicans and take our country back. We need change. We need to change ourselves and our attitudes, sure. But first and foremost, we need to change our leadership. And we can't blame the 'process' or the 'supreme court' this time. They already tried that trick. We need to come out in large force and vote GWB out of office. Tell your friends, relatives, coworkers, heck, even your bartender to vote.
Thank you for your time and patience with me on my way to my point.
A good friend of mine, Max, wrote this and I felt the need to share...tis important...
hello to you all, (is that so much harder than 'howdy y'all', I mean, I murder then English language on a regular basis, but really... jesus, *wait*; I haven't even finished the salutation and already I'm ranting aimlessly and losing focus... ok, back to business...)
hello my friends,
This is Memorial Day, and to most, it is a day off and a barbecue. To some, it is an opportunity to wax poetic on the ultimate sacrifice paid by our troops killed in war. For me, it sometimes is my birthday, but not this year. But I am using this opportunity to ask you two very important questions:
Do you know anyone in Iraq? and if you do know someone there, are you happy they are over there?
I would say most of my friends and relatives don't, because coming from a middle class to upper class background, as most of you do, we didn't have to join the army. Most of us got to go to college and some of us (ok, you) even graduated...
Who is our army? Without the draft, our Army is a volunteer army. And who volunteers? The lower classes and the extraordinarily noble or misguided. And who controls this army? Our government -- and who is the Government? Elected by the people (mostly) but propped up by big business and usually members of the upper class. This has always been in certain degrees (lower class army vs. upper class government) but it has never been worse than today.
I look at our situation in Iraq, and even rejecting 95% of the propaganda on BOTH sides of the argument, it boils down to this: I keep reading the news and analyzing the situation, mulling everything over in my brain and I just can't believe that after Korea AND Vietnam, we have let our government do this to our Armed Forces AGAIN. We have invaded a country for the wrong reason and we not only have absolutely no business being there, now that we are there, we have no idea how to get out.
I have all the respect in the world for our fighting men and women. I believe that a strong armed force is necessary. I am not some namby-pamby intellectual peacenik who thinks the worlds problems can be talked out over tea and crumpets; solutions to age old problems are never that easy. But I also believe that (I can't believe I am going to say this in this manner, but nothing else is coming to mind, so for all you comic geeks, this one's for you) with great power comes great responsibility. If we build a large, powerful army, we should use it correctly. For defense of our country. Period. Somehow the protection of our interests and righting wrongs (comic book hero style) got into the equation. Now, if we could fight every evil dictator out there, great, we rule. But (and it's a big BUT) we have picked and chosen our enemies only where our economic interests are at stake. In Africa, there are a dozen civil wars, with more atrocities than you can shake an anal-placed cattle prod at, are going on right as you read this. Are we lifting finger one to help? Nope. The oil is in the middle east, not Namibia. Now, am I simplifying this? Damn right. I need to, because I need to get to my point: Who is to blame for this? George W. Bush. That's easy. But who do we blame for GWB?
We have no one to blame but ourselves. We have allowed this charlatan in the White House (illegally, I might add). Then, even worse, allowed him to bend a tragic situation like 9/11 into the justification for the illegal war in Iraq (and Afghanistan, where Halliburton is building a $12.8 billion pipeline at taxpayer expense...where is that on your network news? but that again, is another email). We sit back and 'tsk tsk' and hate our government and yet we do very little to change it. We were all so fascinated by Clinton and his blow job peccadilloes, but when Bush lies to our faces during the State of the Union on a yearly basis, we don't do a thing and rarely talk about it. We look skeptically at the media, try to find holes in the story to piece together the non-bias nonpartisan truth and feel helpless. Yet we do little to understand the corporate ownership of media conglomerates and how that affects what we are told. The FCC changes laws so that the top 6 media companies can own all the news you hear, and then they go on and on about Janet Jackson and Howard Stern and we just take it. The FCC is a board that is appointed, so we have to take great care in who we elect to appoint these people, and this is just one example (don't get me started about the Supreme Court). We seem to go about our lives and hope beyond hope that it will all work itself out. Meanwhile, our energy prices are through the roof, the economy is in shambles and we can't even begin to fathom the reason why? We have our war, like it or not, and even then, things are not improving. When gas prices go up, prices for EVERYTHING go up and it's not like that raise is gonna come through (some of us have even been asked to work without income, but that is also another email). What do we do about it?
Hopefully, we vote. Look, politics is a painful and hypocritically polarized process. And, like Bill Hicks said, the two major parties are just puppets on the hands of a single evil called 'corporate america' but let's face facts: we need change. Now. Right now. I don't even think we can wait until November, but baring a coup, we are gonna have to. I ask that all of you register to vote (if you haven't already) and vote for John Kerry. Or Ralph Nader. Or Mickey Mouse. But not George W. Bush. Anyone but Bush. Please. We need to take america back and while Kerry certainly doesn't seem like the solution, we already know that GWB is not. He has lied about WMD to get his war and he has lied to cut taxes that put more money in the top 1% of america while using tactics like tax 'refunds' to fool the american people that he is making their lives better. He has run on a policy of republican lies (trickle down economics, elimination of the bill of rights through the US PATRIOT act, religious justification for state policy, and small government spending MORE - not less - on corporate -- not public - interests...just to name a few of my favorites) and those policies have failed miserably. To put this in perspective, because of his religious objection to stem cell research, even Nancy Reagan hates GWB.
This all comes back to my question: Do you know anyone in Iraq and are you happy they are there? I would truly like to hear about anyone you do. I do not, so I have no frame of reference. If you know anyone who has given their lives, I am sorry and I hold them in high respect. Plenty of people died defending this country for the wrong ideals, that doesn't make their passing any less tragic. My beef is with Bush, not the members of the Armed Forces.
I have one other request. Please vote on November 2. Vote. It is the only way you can stop the republicans and take our country back. We need change. We need to change ourselves and our attitudes, sure. But first and foremost, we need to change our leadership. And we can't blame the 'process' or the 'supreme court' this time. They already tried that trick. We need to come out in large force and vote GWB out of office. Tell your friends, relatives, coworkers, heck, even your bartender to vote.
Thank you for your time and patience with me on my way to my point.
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