Day: November 7, 2006

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Yes, folks…Democrats taking the House, Dems picking up Senate seats (3 down, 3 to go!), Dems regaining a big pile of governorships, the ballot and divisive social issues…and Britney Spears divorcing.

That trailer park in Alabama: “Ah hate gays! Jesus saves! Axis of Evil! Oooh! Britney dumps K-Fed!”

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Get out and vote, biotches. We not only need to win this election, we need to win it by enough that even with Republican trickery and fraud we still come out on top.

Remember anti-gay Haggard getting his meth-fueled rocks off while trying to rob you of your liberties. Remember Cheney’s idea of giving someone a facial. Remember how afraid the Republicans have tried to make you: good leaders lead…great leaders make leaders out of their people, and it’s time for at least a good leader.

Remember all the human deaths at our hands in Iraq. Remember the President going to the Hill to plead his case in favor of torture. Remember that the gas prices are low because of the impending election, not because the Republicans are doing a good job keeping the oil companies—hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..sorry, I couldn’t finish that with a serious face—keeping the oil companies in their place.

Remember that if oil is an addiction for us, then Bush and Cheney were two of the biggest dope-pushers out there and kept us addicted so they could line their own pockets.

Remember. And get them the fuck out of there.

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you shatter me
your grip on me
a hold on me
so dull it kills
you stifle me
infectious sense
of hopelessness and
prayers for rain
i suffocate
i breathe in dirt
and nowhere shines
but desolate
and drab the hours all spent
on killing time again
all waiting for
the rain

you fracture me
your hands on me
a touch so plain
so stale it kills
you strangle me
entangle me
in hopelessness and
prayers for rain
i deteriorate
i live in dirt
and nowhere glows
but drearily and tired
the hours all spent
on killing time again
all waiting for
the rain

Here’s hoping the government gets that long-overdue ecclesiectomy!

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