Go To Sleep, America, Your Government Is In Control
11.28.04 (7:37 pm) [edit]So, what's pissing me off lately?
Halliburton subsidiary KPR has somehow managed to lose track of ONE-THIRD of the US goverment property in Iraq and Kuwait, reports say. Gee, what a crackerjack bunch of fuckers they are, eh? THEY say that they've done great, and their own study shows much better results. Yeah, your OWN study. Of course YOU aren't going to find any fucking problems, you ass-covering fucks. These are the cocksuckers who charged Iraqi citizens ungodly amounts of money for THEIR OWN OIL, who can't seem to feed our troops properly, and who once upon a time paid our fine and lovely lesbo-father vice-president millions and millions of dollars as a goodbye present when he "left" to become VP. Oh, and they once did business with Saddam Hussein. You know, that terrible evil person we simply had to remove from power. Yep, they did business with him, because that's business in Modern America - everyone is all about Moral Values when it's about fuckin' and suckin' and killin' unborn babies, but there's no morality whatsoever involved in those magnificent Business Decisions our fine leaders make. Who needs it, anyway? Yeah, fuck that. Here, stick this big ungreased corporate schlong in your asshole, you rotten swine consumer. Yeah, suck it. Suck it!
What will come of this? Nothing, that's what. Utter incompetence will go unpunished becuase we live in a world ruled by VICIOUS WHOREMONGERS. The Bush Administration won't say shit about this, or if they do it'll be a total whitewash. The Democrats won't do shit about it, because they're a bunch of cowering whores at this point too. Welcome to Bush's America, boys and girls. It's gonna be a great ride for four more fuckin' years.
But of course, the real concern is the Ukraine election, because THAT shit is just invalid and wrong. See this shit? I about burst forty-seven arteries when I read this. Bush makes his fucking statement about supposed fraud in the Ukraine election and I'm thinking "Unnnhhh....Urrrnnnnhhhh. URRNNNHHHH.....AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!" FUCK YOU IN YOUR TEXAS ASSHOLE, YOU FUCK! Of all the people to bitch about fradulent elections, it's THIS cunt??? FUCK HIM and the Diebold machines he rode in on, that ignorant cock.
And another thing - fuck Jesus. That's right, fuck him in his Jew ass. Well, that one Jesus. You know, the one Bush and a bunch of "moral" fuckers in this country supposedly get a hard-on for. That guy. I'm not talking about the one in the New Testament, because that guy (who was into weird archaic shit like being NICE to people) is pretty much a non-entity in today's culture. He'd be crucified in a minute in this fucked-up world, that damn liberal hippie peace-loving freak. No, I'm talking about good ol' Jesus Fuckin' Christ, that guy who saves everyone except those who don't look like us from our sins. The one who has a 60-foot statue of him done up at a church near me in Monroe, Ohio, whose pastor rants about those damn homosexuals and their accursed lifestyle as if there's any queers in Monroe, for fuck's sake. (Though there is a Hustler store, within walking distance of the church, go figure.) THAT rotten fuck. Fuck that Jesus.
You know, you Christians (the real ones who have actually READ the Bible) need to get off your ass and reclaim your religion from these twisted swine, because quite frankly, you people are just too goddamn nice. Helping the poor, educating the uneducated, giving quarters to street people and aid to unwed mothers. What the fuck is YOUR deal, you damn Good Persons? For fuck's sake, get a job.
My job as of a month ago is bagging groceries and pushing carts around, and lemme tell ya, this 34-year old overachiever knows the value of a dollar. I've even got one or two of them! Woo hoo!
Fuckityfuckityfuckityfuck fuck.
Have a nice day, fuckers.
Love,
Dougie
Ban Parents
11.19.04 (12:33 pm) [edit]I'm starting to be convinced that the worst thing a child can put up with is parents. We start in early on indoctrinating these little boogers with our bullshit don't we?
Apparantly Monday Night Football fans are worried about titties. Which I think is odd, since most the people watching football are guys who REALLY LIKE titties. Shit, I don't watch football at all, and I think titties are grand. Yep, I like them titties. I'd like them better in this case if you could SEE them. Some stupid skit with an actress dropping a towel but showing NOTHING - in other words, pretty much the same thing you get in fucking toothpaste commercials fifty times a night - has invigorated assholes everywhere into demanding that ABC "apologize" for...for what? NOTHING, that's what. It's bullshit. It's a smokescreen by psychotic "concerned parents" who have no problem letting kids watch violent sports or people getting their ass shot off on nightly news, but who think S-E-X is going to destroy the motherfucking nation.
Peoples, our priorities is not right here. I just read in the Cincinnati paper how seven schools are being shut down and 10% of the faculty are being cut in the city's school system. What about THOSE kids? What about THEIR well-being? I suppose the worst thing that can happen to these little bastards is that somebody will throw some sexual innuendo around and fuck up their precious little minds. Problem is, they won't HAVE any minds by the time they DO NOT RECIEVE AN EDUCATION. Can we get in a "moral" frenzy over that please? Please? I don't want to get mugged by a 17-year old crack fiend because our useless ignorant society cared more about him seeing titties than whether or not he can count high enough to provide change for a customer at a fucking Taco Bell. Crime, terrorism, and poverty are not caused by sex. They are caused by IGNORANCE AND STUPIDITY. Much of that ignorance comes from insane religious people more concened about their stupid "morals" than about reality. I do remember God saying don't fuck around on your spouse, but I don't seem to remember him having anything to say about people pretending to on TV. Maybe that's because HE DOESN'T GIVE A FUCK. I may think most religion is horseshit, but I'm willing to bet if there is a God, he has a hell of a lot better of a sense of humour than the assholes he created on this stupid planet.
If you don't want your child corrupted by television, TURN IT OFF. Or turn on nothing but children's programming, which is actually pretty damn good for kids. You wanna know something? Sesame Street TEACHES shit to kids! Imagine that! Why not turn THAT on and let your child learn how to READ? Big Bird might bore the shit out of me, but I think he's a pretty decent guy for kids to look up to. He's into being nice to people and sharing and stuff, and last time I checked, he wasn't shooting himself full of the drugs that our nation's sports "heroes" do. Pick a real hero and stop with the bullshit. Football players are NOT heroes. They are just not. They are big bulks of meat that knock other bulks of meat to the ground and pound their heads in. Which is fine. That's a worthwhile activity. But it's NOT going to provide the intellectual needs of yer average little rugrat.
4-year old children don't need to hear about sex. I think all the non-priests among us can agree on that. So why not put them in a situation where it won't be a concern? Most TV is garbage, the commercials are porn with clothes on, and all the sitcoms are about people trying to get laid. Which is fine for US, we're old enough to either give a shit or not. But it's a simple fact of life that television seldom does more than provide cheap entertainment and cheap incentives to go buy shit we don't need. Most of it is NOT an educational tool. Any decent programming is on kids shows and specialized networks like the History Channel. Everything else is bullshit and you should keep your kids away from it before all the fast-paced psychosis gives 'em ADD. Buy your kid a BOOK. Buy them a CD player and play them something other than Hilary Duff tunes. EDUCATE the little fuckers, because you're going to need them when you're too old to wipe yourself. Stop whining about sex in the media, and GO FUCK YOURSELF.
Love,
Dougie
Let's Make the World A Better Place
11.18.04 (2:47 am) [edit]It should be obvious by now to any life form above the single-celled variety that our election system in the United States is fucked beyond belief. We've just sat through months of inane gibbering on both sides, unholy amounts of money being shuffled around while our soldiers in Iraq are paid about as well as yer average fry cook, and countless commercials designed to expose The Opponent as a rabid lunatic asshole who will eat your children and fuck your wife, mother, Chia pet, and vacation plans if you are stupid enough to vote for the scurvy bastard. Degenerate swine are running our nation, and they spend an insanely large percenatage of your precious time (which you could be using to read Clay Aiken's new book, an inspiration to every good American, I'm sure) trying to get you to allow them even more time to cornhole our future into a corner, bleeding from the asshole like a cheap crack-whore beaten into submission by some Mob boss and his goons.
Which is why I propose a new plan for campaigning in this fine country. One month. That's it. No money can be raised, no annoying rallys that clog up traffic for miles around can be held, not until the beginning of October. Same idea with the primaries. Candidates cannot do their dirty deeds until July 30th, and they have until the end of August to get the job done. All primaries and caucases should be done in three weeks. No more of this shit in Iowa. Fuck Iowa. Fuck New Hampshire. When I voted for John Edwards in the Ohio primary, I was jerking off. It was a meaningless exercise by then. A handful of states had already done my job for me, even though MY state was the one that held the actual damn election up until the afternoon of November 3rd. Fuck that. You've got a month, assholes. If you can't make your case to the nation in that span of time, you're a worthless piece of shit and you are excommunicated from public service. Back to the law practice that spawned you, bitch.
It's over at the end of August. Take two weeks off and come back with both your national conventions. Flip a coin and decide who goes first, and the winner gets to go on Thursday and the loser on Friday. No long-ass speeches from senators from states no one has heard of. Get your fucking convention over in two hours. And keep your wives off stage, they're even more annoying than you are.
The rest of September can be spent conniving and plotting and Karl-Rove-ing, and when October 1st hits, you can bombard the airwaves with your stupid fucking commercials. Fuck it. If you buy up every single space, I don't care. At least it won't be those goddamn Verizon commercials, and if you REALLY wanted to help the country, you'd start by outlawing those rotten whores and their shitty fucking phone service.
People complain about negative campaigning. Fucking pussies. Get over it. The world is negative. People are being blown up, economies are being ass-fucked, and every single person in the country named Mohammed has an FBI agent's dick in his ass and a tap on his phone. What the fuck do you think these fuckers are supposed to do, anyway? "Golly gee, I'd really like your vote. I promise to do nice things for everybody and not let any of those un-Christians nations fuck with your air travel. I'm Fuckblow Jones, and I approve this message."
Go for the throat. Be as negative as you wanna be. "My opponent is a serial monkey rapist who wants to eat your wallet and sacrifice your daughters to gay Islamic jello-wrestlers." "Oh yeah? well, my opponent is a stinkybutt fucknoodle who regularly jacks off to pictures of Karl Marx while having his dick sucked by trained hyenas who run out of the Oval Office after he comes and fling their own shit at pictures of Lincoln."
But what about the children? Won't the FCC have something to say about this terrible corruption of the English language being foisted on innocent kids right before they get to witness grown men pound the fuck out of each other for the sake of a badly shaped ball on Monday nights? Well, fuck your children. They shouldn't be watching television in the first place. Get 'em a fucking book and turn the goddamn tube off. If you're so concerned about your children's mental health, you'll never let them witness any TV beyond the intellectual level of Blue's Clues until they're 16 years old. Get 'em a book. Stop with the Eminem CDs and buy the little bastards some Bach collections. And for fuck's sake, leave them alone. If your kid wants to spend two hours a day sitting at the window singing songs about cats and chocolate (which my daughter was doing the other day, and I got the fuck out of the room so as not to interfere with this blessed activity) then that's the best damn thing they can be doing. You fucking asshole, keep that kid away from nightly news and inane sporting events. All you're doing is raising another member of a debased bullshit society with psychotic priorities. If you let your child watch that fucking Nick and Jessica show, you should be beaten with hoses and drafted to dodge bullets in Fallujah.
And no more commercials or mailing for five days before the election. Republican fuckmonkeys this year were mailing out reminders to people in West Virginia that a vote for Kerry was a vote against Jesus, and they waited until the last possible minute to commit this crime against decency. For five days before the election, all you can do is stand in an arena and throw shit at each other. Actual shit. Hot steaming turds. Show it on CNN after the kiddies have gone to bed.
If anyone tells me this is a bad idea, I'll personally come to your house and piss in your breakfast cereal.
I'm tired. Have a great fucking night, assholes.
Love,
Dougie
Scatterbrained Fuckfest
11.16.04 (10:12 am) [edit]My writing has gone to shit in the past week or so, little fragments appearing to me when I'm away from the computer. When I am here, I just don't fucking feel like it. Shit, I wrote a whole fucking book in my head in the past two weeks, but it's gone. Sucked into oblivion. Oh well, fuck it. Here is something I started on a couple days after the election. Unfinished, but you'll get the idea. It's all horseshit in the end.
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I took to the streets the day after the election, hoping to interview some everyday voters and ask them about why they voted for who they did. Standing outside a Biggs Hypermarket, I spotted a large pear-shaped man with short-cropped greying hair, digging through his pockets trying to find a quarter so he could get a shopping cart.
I held out a quarter for him and said "Sir, I'm a reporter. Can I ask you who you voted for yesterday?"
He took the quarter with a barely audible "Thanks" and said "George W. Bush." I noted the pride in which he remembered to insert the "W" into that phrase, the kind of punctuation that says you take this man seriously.
Me:"Why did you vote for George Bush?" I thought I'd leave the "W" out this time, just for the hell of it.
Voter:"He's a good man and a good leader. He has good strong Christian values. That John Kerry wants to destroy stem cells and allow homosexuals to marry each other. He believes in abortion. And that stuff is in the Bible. You can't have that kind of goings on in a Christian nation."
Me:"I don't recall the Bible mentioning stem cells. Was that somewhere in the book of Luke? I know he was the doctor."
Voter:"God says in the Bible 'I knit you together in your mother's womb.' Abortion is murder, that's what the Good Book says."
Me:"Well, actually, it isn't saying anything about abortion or even necessarily the point at which life begins. What kind of knitting needles does God use? I picture some of those big-ass gleaming silver ones. Oh look! A thread is coming loose!" I starting yanking at an invisible thread on my wrist.
Voter:"You would't make fun of the teachings of our Lord Jesus if you knew what was good for you. I'm gonna go buy my damn groceries now. You from Massachussetts?"
Me:"Boston, actually. Gotta get back home in time for Gay Pride day. My Richard Simmons signature workout oufit is probably in my mailbox waiting for me right now. Have a nice day, sir."
Voter: "Damn faggots."
He pushed his cart off in a huff. I didn't bother asking for my quarter back. I could swear I saw his butt cheeks clench in some kind of reflexive defense mechanism trying to thwart any unwanted entry from my disgusting faggot direction, but maybe that was just a product of having an ass the size of a Marshall half-stack.
I suppose his apparant fears of homo rampages were justified, because the next person I saw getting a cart (with his quarter produced from a Ziploc bag) sure looked to me like a common degenerate buttfucker. I mean, you can tell 'em a mile away, right? I noted the Kerry/Edwards button on his overly tight t-shirt and rightly assumed I had the other side to speak to.
Me:"Sir, why did you vote for John Kerry?"
Voter:"Ballsucking."
M:"What?"
V:"Ballsucking. See, I like to suck balls."
M:"Well, that's very nice and all, but I hardly see..."
V:"George Bush doesn't want me to suck balls, but John Kerry will let me suck balls. It seems to me that he obviously likes ballsucking himself, so I'm proud to vote for him."
M:"Well, the topic was really just about gay marriage, not about gay sex itself. And even then, you still could suck balls if you wanted to, right? I mean, I assume you've been doing it already while Bush was in office."
V:"Yes, but only in the privacy of my own home under a blanket with all the lights off, with duct tape and plastic sheeting all over the walls and windows so that nobody outside can hear my lover's cries of pleasure as I lovingly caress his nutsack with my hot wet mouth."
M:"Stop it, you're making me hot." Those Christians were right, *I* was going to turn gay being around this wacky queer. Thank God for the "moral values" parade.
V:"OK. And lemme tell you another thing, buster. That duct tape is just a total BITCH to have to look at on my walls. That kind of tacky straight-bachelor decorating can make a fudgepacker weep."
M:
V:"Well, we're going to fight. We want unrestricted ballsucking in the streets. If we must achieve this goal through civil disobedience, we will do so. I'm organizing a "Ballsucking Satanist Stem-Cell-Harvesting Baby Murderers Parade" to march here in town next month."
M:"You expecting a big turnout?"
V:"Damn, I hope so. It's so hard to find guys around here."
M:"Well, good luck sir. Have a nice day."
V:"Thank you, and remember - suck balls!"
He nearly shouted this last part, and flitted off into the store. I noticed a soccer mom standing next to a dark green SUV clutching her child a little harder with a look of horrific shock on her face. Then she put the child into his car seat and unloaded 47 half gallon cartons of Carb Countdown into her shiny gas-guzzling fuck-you-mobile. Seems the low-carb craze is dying down in America, so lots of blandly healthy tasteless shit is quickly becoming quite affordable here at the Third Mall From The Sun.
I went off for lunch. I got something semi-healthy at a take-out Chinese place then drove to the parking lot of a McDonalds to watch the carnage. I noticed a a dark green SUV in the drive-thru lane. Apparantly sudden cravings had gotten the best of one member of the soccer mom contingent.
I saw somebody walking to the car next to me, so I put down my own lunch and got out of the car. My next victim was a youngish, tall, skinny gentleman, dressed sharply with the air of success about him. A gleaming silver chain hung low from his neck, contrasting with his expensive-looking pullover black shirt. I figured he was either an electronics salesman or a pimp, peddling young white crack-addicted flesh to the stuffed suits who own the $300,000 homes that are going up every fourteen seconds in this part of town.
Me: "Excuse me sir, I'm a reporter. Can I ask you who you voted for yesterday?"
His look of unbreakable strutting confidence snapped and he stammered, "Nader! No, Bush! Leave me alone! I'm late to work!" And he hopped into his sleek sportscar and nearly ran me over trying to get away.
Hmmm. Things were strange in the McDonalds parking lot.
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I'm available for children's parites, by the way. Have a lovely Tuesday, folks.
Dougie
Internet Swine
11.07.04 (2:04 pm) [edit]Fuck Roadrunner.
Three days without Internet service. All because some diseased French poodle
belonging to a Procter & Gamble executive escaped into the night and chewed
through an exposed cable line. Or perhaps it's the insane excess of
construction around here. Grocery stores, tanning salons, and
quarter-million dollar homes are going up at a rate of 74 per hour in this
part of the world, as people escaping the city into the suburbs glibly go on
unaware of how their precious fucking economy is going to shit on their
heads any time now. Perhaps that's why we need all these shopping choices -
so assholes like me can make seven bucks an hour.
And now the sweaty geeks at Roadrunner chase their own tails for half a
week, unable to find the source of this heinous sin. Meanwhile, their phone
crew plays "transfer the asshole customer" with my delicate psyche, bouncing
me around to five different people before I finally find one who gives a
shit three quarters of an hour later, and he barely knows which of his own
buttons to push.
The vicious swine. I was ready to filet them all with a salad fork and use
their hollow bones to build a nativity scene in the front yard. The kind of
Jesus-birth you'd find in a Clive Barker story - twisted eldritch sticks
jutting in all manner of weird directions, a tiny skull grinning knowingly
into the cold hard night. He'll lie dormant for thirty-three years befor
rolling their degenerate stone from his resting place. And then the meek
shall inherit uninterupted broadband, and the foul unbelievers shall face
their deserved doom in the fires of Hell. There they will hang for eternity
from their shriveled brain stems while a certain underfed coyote of some
note reams their bleeding assholes with Acme products.
Praise Him, the Most High. His will be done. Godless Time-Warner pagans
unwittingly cast into the service of Christ. That'll teach those incompetent
fucks.
Dougie
Random Thoughts
11.01.04 (9:15 am) [edit]I hate when my eyes play tricks on me. I came out of the chiropractor's office this morning and a sign outside seemed to say "Bin Laden" on it. It actually said "Coin Laundry." I think I've been paying too much attention to the news...
That John Edwards sure is a cute little hunk of southern love, ain't he?
According to Republicans, John Kerry not only wants to raise your taxes, he wants to ban the Bible. You know what? I'm starting to like this whole "liberal" thing...
I've had my heart warmed by seeing more Kerry signs in people's yards in this area than I expected, and I put one in ours. Though i'm still not sure exactly what the purpose is. I suppose it's for those undecided voters. they pop the kids into the back of the station wagon and go out for a drive, counting yard signs. Whoever has the most signs gets their vote. Sounds like responsible citizenship to me!
No matter what the Bravo network says, Jaws is not the scariest movie of all time. Great movie, I love the thing, but the rest of their top 10 was scarier. Nearly the rest of the whole 100 in that long-ass countdown was. Any movie that I sat through at age 7 at a drive-in theatre without completely pissing myself is not the scariest movie of all time. Period.
I refuse to eat candy corn this year...
More kids are coming up wih less interesting Halloween costumes. I saw more kids last night than ever before who either dressed up in black clothes and put a hat on, or just put on their football uniform. That's not Halloween, that's not even a good Arbor Day outfit. It doesn't have to be scary (though I enjoy Frankenlizards and 11-year old vampires as much as anyone) and even the kid in the Spongebob suit got my attention, because hey, I dig Spongebob. I just want to see something I don't see every day, that's all I ask. But if you don't look any weirder than the guys who ask me for quarters on Vine Street, or the kids who pulled off Columbine (fucking goth freaks) then you don't deserve my Tootsie Rolls.
I think Bill Maher has been boinking Ann Coulter on the side. He wouldn't be that nice to ANYONE else who says the dumb shit she said on his show this past Friday. If that had been Bill O'Reilly, Maher would have been right up his ass quicker than...well...Bill O'Reilly's vibrator...
If you're ever in the northern part of Cincinnati and you need some good Thai food, check out the Delight Thai Cafe on Montgomery Rd, just south of Fields-Ertel next to Union Cemetery. I sold off some used CDs just to have lunch there last week. Nice folk, and I swear, they must go outside and pull those veggies out of the ground, clean 'em off, and chop 'em onto your plate right there.
If I didn't have to go to the grocery store, I'd never have to hear Phil Collins songs ever again...
Flags should not be "Fuck Your Country, You Damn Euros And Arabs" symbols. I'm sick of rednecks with flags all over their trucks pretending that our country is better than all those other ones that they've never even left our country to go visit any of before. I like the flag. I'm all for flag-as-symbol-of-nationa l-pride. But there's a difference between "pride" and "arrogant shithead" and Americans are way too proficient at crossing that line. Even if we ARE "The Greatest Country In The World" (a debatable idea, that) can we pretend that we don't notice? The kid on the playground who walks around saying he can kick everyone's ass and his dad has a bigger dick than your dad is usually the guy who grows up to be an alcholic janitor working third shift at a fucking mattress factory. The kids who DON'T strut around like they own the planet are often also the ones who take the time to READ, and who also don't inspire large groups of other kids to finally gang up on them and pound their ass into the dirt because they're sick of hearing their shit. Be proud of your country, but don't be an asshole. Can we handle that? I think we can. We just need someone with a crowbar to pull our head out of our stupid ass first.
Osama Bin Laden has to stop stealing my act. Now, I want to see this guy strung up and beaten like a pinata as much as the next Bud Lite drinker, and let there be no doubt that if this election was between that asshole and Bush, I'd be glad to vote for another four years of Shrub. Let's not be ridiculous here. Bush is a worthless prick, but at least he doesn't keep Laura covered up so no one can see the bruises from where he beat the shit out of her with a copy of the Koran last night. But politics truly makes for strange bedfellows, and when bin Laden's newest tape talks about the Patriot Act, about Bush sitting on his ass listening to a girl read a story about a goat while the nation was under attack, and how our security is ultimately up to us and not them, I've gotta wonder if we're really paying attention to this guy. Because we SHOULD. Yes, he's a psychotic murderous fuck and we should stomp on his dialysis machine and make him cry and stuff. Capital punishment? I'm there with the popcorn and a couple car batteries to hook his turban up to, boys and girls. Fuck him. But even Hannibal Lecter got a visit from a senator, because he may have been nuts, but he was NOT STUPID. You LISTEN to the asshole who is fucking with you. You don't have to like what he says, you can still shoot his ass afterwards if you simply must, but you still have to LISTEN. Becuase he's not the only one out there. In bin Laden's case, he's not even the only hundred million. The Bush administration's response to this tape is one of the most obvious indicators of why we need to kick these fuckers out of office tomorrow. They're IGNORING it, or turning it into a political issue agains their opponent. They called it "rhetoric" (they would know, I guess) and went back to pouncing on Kerry, who after all, is obviously a bigger threat.
If we want to truly take care of terrorism and security and making things better over there in Sand-Land, it might help if we KNEW WHO THE ENEMY WAS. And we do not. We just don't. We don't ask why they hate us, we pretend that they "hate freedom." Who hates freedom? S&M people? These people don't hate freedom. i've got news for you - most Arabs, like us, really just want to eat, shit, fuck, and not burn up or freeze their asses of in the meantime. And go to heaven and get the 72 virgins. But even Swaggart can relate to that. If bin Laden could get his hands on a decent DVD player, I bet he'd be glad to have it. I hear he's waiting for the new Harry Potter DVD to come out in a couple weeks. ("Oh, that magical little boy! Where's the explosives?") Let's not over-simplify these matters. Let's PAY ATTENTION to the concerns of this part of the world, work with the people who can be worked with, deal with the ones who can't, and have SOME level of honesty. Just a little bit. Because if we keep up with this us-and-them-freedom-hater horsehit, it's not going to end. Don't listen to what Bush tells you about bin Laden. Don't listen to what Kerry says about him. Listen to BIN LADEN HIMSELF and make up your mind, then listen to the other two assholes and figure out what they're saying. Unlike them, Bin Laden is actually pretty clear about where he's coming from. It's not hard to figure him out. Our security IS in our own hands as a country, and we better be paying some fucking attention.
Vote Kerry tomorrow.
Love,
Dougie