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I Agree with Every Damn Thing Obama Does

I agree with every damn thing Obama does.

It's as simple as that.

Tired of not being covered for your pre-existing medical condition? Solved!

Hate pissing away our blood and treasure in foreign wars? Ended!

Tired of Wall Street stealing you blind? Reformed!

Oval Office redecoration? Lovely!

It took eight years for this country to be destroyed and it won't be fixed in two, so I don't know what people are bitching about.

UNLESS ...

We've just become soft.

Doughy.

Morbidly Fat and Happy.

We've forgotten how to suffer and be Americans.

We liked getting our yearly $300.00 checks from Bush/Cheney, even though China was picking up the bill. It was kind of cake for the masses. Moon cakes. On a credit card.

We loved fighting wars we didn't have to fight. Shared sacrifice our ass; It didn't have to be our kids. Put that on the card too.

And we adore sucking down a Mexican joint at wine and dine parties with our yuppie friends, never mindful that it costs a few decapitations and mutilated children for the high. Sorry, still cash only.

And that's just off the top of my head ... complain about this President and you betray to everyone just how limp and wimpy you really are ...

My God what happened to you man ... where's your pride?

Happy Obamarama!

There is really nothing I can say that isn't being said better by hundreds of others.

The thing that does impress me is how many people claim Barack, when a year ago he was not smart enough or experienced enough or even black enough.

What a difference a Bush/Cheney Recession makes!

But, he's not going to fix things for you. You have to do that yourself. After years of having others think and act for us, this will be a refreshing experience.

Are you up to it?

Errata

It's been a busy week. An unprofitable but busy week.

The redecorating project continues apace, we have been packing them in at the restaurant despite the re/depression economy ("Well why wait 'til this weekend when you can come in tonight, shall I make a reservation?"), and the music business slithers along as usual.

This is the first of about five nights off I will enjoy and the sudden deluge of time is breathtaking. I don't know where to begin, aside from fixing a big meal tonight. I awoke this morning feeling fantastic and am thrilled to wear just a hoodie and jeans and tennis shoes again. It feels downright subversive.

One of the cool things I did this evening was go to the Ross Avenue Fiesta grocery store for the first time in months. It's kind of out of my way, but if I have the time and energy, its well worth the trip.

Brought to odd national prominence when a deranged man was caught on the security camera putting feces in the doughnut case, it is nevertheless one of the finest stores in Dallas.

Walking in I was immediately greeted by the smell of (deep breath) Mexico. Tortillas and lightly sweetened bakery goods and fresh tropical fruits and clean Mexican detergents and on and on.

The best part of the show is the kids. Mexican kids have an international reputation for extra cuteness, and the batch this night was no exception. Primarily, a four year old boy was riding in a basket with his Dad pushing, and the cellphone rang. Papi gave it to the boy to have him answer, and watching the kid negotiate a flip-fone was great. Papi saw me watching and I saw him seeing me and we both broke out in laughter.

And the produce!! You just don't realize how shortchanged you are at your local store when you are presented with ripe red firm Roma tomatoes as big as a man's fist, avocados at the peak of ripeness,  gloria in excelsis citrus,  and all for about two dollars less than what you are used to.

I stocked up for the weekend.

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I haven't blogged too much this week, not for lack of things to say, but confusion as to how to say it.

For instance, its hard to write about the good things in the world when a massacre is going on in Gaza. I have spent days thinking about this and I can't get away from the fact that it is just WRONG.

Note to Tel Aviv: Chopping children in half with gunfire doesn't do much to aid the cause of peace.

Fortunately, evolved and enlightened human rights groups in Israel agree.

However, it won't be soon enough to prevent a newly minted generation of suicide bombers.

Nice move.

You schmoes.

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Don't get me started on Bush. Why doesn't he shutup and go away?

Samantha Power for Cabinet

BECAUSE:

She is smarter than anybody and presents a good role model for smart women in government.

She can coordinate a cute outfit and succinctly dissect world politics, all while walking and chewing gum at the same time.

She relentlessly campaigns against the crime and waste of Genocide.

She earned her nickname "Tower of Power" playing basketball.

She knows a monster when she sees one.

Here's hoping ...

I meant to get up early this morning and go to the polls with my neighbors, but the "girls" upstairs decided to have a big night until 4AM ... when will they learn that ladies walk on their toes?

Anyway, I peeled myself off the bed at 9AM to people on the radio saying that they got to the polls at the crack of dawn and the wait was already three hours. Oy!

After a bracing Mexican breakfast, I hit the pavement and walked to the polls. It just seemed more American. No Arab Oil was burned on my way.

I ran into a friend who had just returned from voting and he said it was no big deal, 30 minutes at the most.

Emboldened, I picked up my pace, and when I arrived a mile later, the place was ... empty!

I walked in ... the room was fully staffed ... and apparently just for me! I was waited on like a pasha!

In and out in about eight minutes.

Evidently everyone in the neighborhood either early-voted, or did so at the crack of dawn, and maybe it will get to be more crowded this afternoon.

Spooky.

Vote for Barack

Like I have said, most sensible people will be doing the same, but if you need someone to lay it out for you, conservative commentator Andrew Sullivan spells out all the reasons why here in crisp King's English.

Tomorrow we are all getting up at the crack of dawn and walking to the polls like good citizens of yore. AND WE ARE GOING TO VOTE WITH IMPUNITY!!

Oh, also, Paul Krugman in the Times today echoes my feelings that after the election all that will be left of the Republican party will be fringe wackos and religious zealots with great gobs of saliva slinging about while they rail about the Star Chamber and the Elders of Zion.

ICK! Who would want to be a part of that?

My guess is that responsible Republicans should form their own new party ... call it The Lincoln Party ... named for a man who was conservative, but preserved the Union and freed the slaves because he believed in the letter of the Constitution. Controversial, indeed! Then they should run Colin Powell in 2012.

Hockey Mom Sings!

Fashion Advice for Sarah Palin

Yeah, I have been reviewing the lists of the $150,000.00 in clothing, and nowhere do I see "WAL-MART" on the list.

Sarah, honey, Joe Six-Pack doesn't want you givin' his woman ideas here ... he can't afford Neiman's and Saks. So set a good example.

Also, $22,000 for makeup ... how do you do that? Honey, you are trying too hard ... just some Maybelline lipstick and some fab-u-lash ought to do the trick ... any Jane Six-Pack would know that.

I just figured you didn't know, so I would tell you on the Q.T.

You're welcome, honey.

Reason Floats

Jump on up! The bandwagon is fine!

Grumpy Old Liar

I am sitting here watching McCain in the final (thank God) debate promise me the sun, moon and the stars without any explanation of how he will do it ... if you painted him green, he'd make a nice parrot though.

Fundamentally, it is insulting to listen to him lie and promise things in the manner of a rural 1930s Depression politician.