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Nov. 2nd, 2004 04:24 pmI have four, very basic, statements regarding this election:
1. Yes, I'm voting (actually I already did, this morning).
2. No, it's none of your business who I'm voting for.
3. Oh, you're not voting? Shut your fucking face then.
4. I don't especially like either one of those shady bastards (or any of the smaller party candidates running, for that matter).
I'm so goddamn tired of all of this. Unfortunately, I know it's not going to end any time soon. Even after tonight, after the votes have been counted, the losing side is going to be playing the "B.O.O.H.O.O. I LOST THE ELECTION AND MY FUCKING PUSSY HURTS!!!!" song for weeks to come. I dread the idea of another spectacle like the one which happened in 2000. I dread it, I tell you.
And then, on millions of messageboards and newsgroups everywhere, the armchair philosophers will start spouting the rhetoric that they originally wrote for some Advanced Dungeons and Dragons game, back in 93. Little old men, in little old man bars, will begin to fancy themselves political commentators. Young Republican girls in their clean pink skirts and freshly pressed white blouses will smile as they prettily debate welfare reform, despite the fact that they have never in their lives known anyone on welfare (let alone used it themselves). Cat fights, sissy slaps, name-calling, back-biting and "YOUR CANDIDATE SUCKS!" "NO, YOUR CANDIDATE SUCKS!" will fill the air.
Oh, wait.
That's already happening NOW.
I, however, have come up with a solution to all of this.
( This bit is sure to win me a lot of fans. )
Don't like what I've said?
Write it on your T.S. slip and send it to the chaplain, because I don't give a damn. Any arguing over any of my points will be met with my new battlecry.
And an axe planted in your pointy fucking skull.
No offense to anyone intended, but this is getting ridiculous.
I'm serious. This is not up for debate.
1. Yes, I'm voting (actually I already did, this morning).
2. No, it's none of your business who I'm voting for.
3. Oh, you're not voting? Shut your fucking face then.
4. I don't especially like either one of those shady bastards (or any of the smaller party candidates running, for that matter).
I'm so goddamn tired of all of this. Unfortunately, I know it's not going to end any time soon. Even after tonight, after the votes have been counted, the losing side is going to be playing the "B.O.O.H.O.O. I LOST THE ELECTION AND MY FUCKING PUSSY HURTS!!!!" song for weeks to come. I dread the idea of another spectacle like the one which happened in 2000. I dread it, I tell you.
And then, on millions of messageboards and newsgroups everywhere, the armchair philosophers will start spouting the rhetoric that they originally wrote for some Advanced Dungeons and Dragons game, back in 93. Little old men, in little old man bars, will begin to fancy themselves political commentators. Young Republican girls in their clean pink skirts and freshly pressed white blouses will smile as they prettily debate welfare reform, despite the fact that they have never in their lives known anyone on welfare (let alone used it themselves). Cat fights, sissy slaps, name-calling, back-biting and "YOUR CANDIDATE SUCKS!" "NO, YOUR CANDIDATE SUCKS!" will fill the air.
Oh, wait.
That's already happening NOW.
I, however, have come up with a solution to all of this.
( This bit is sure to win me a lot of fans. )
Don't like what I've said?
Write it on your T.S. slip and send it to the chaplain, because I don't give a damn. Any arguing over any of my points will be met with my new battlecry.
And an axe planted in your pointy fucking skull.
No offense to anyone intended, but this is getting ridiculous.
I'm serious. This is not up for debate.