Monday, November 08, 2004
Four More Beers!
Having researched the possibilities of emigrating to various foreign countries and renouncing citizenship in the Newnited Snakes of Murrica, and having determined them to be slim (no one wants to let in no Murricans) it is a bitter truth that the political leader of our glorious homeland is the lying, stinking, smirking, Pretender in Chief referred to simply as W., his full name too profane to pronounce in polite company.
Whilst our eyesight may be poor, our spiney hides bristle with optimism, and we know this is the best of all possible worlds. It is good, and just as well, that W. and his cabal of neoconsevative ideologues will spend the next four years having to clean up the mess they have made in the last four. Even though we have no sympathy for the long faced Bassett Hound the technocratic wing of the Repocratic Party put up against the dim witted yet vicious figurehead of the theocrats and their strange bedfellows the Machiavellian disciples of Leo Strauss, it still would have been a pity for one Skull & Bones man to be left with the discarded follies of another.
So good luck W., good luck Murrica, good luck World. You and your boys have gotten your precious elections, by hook or by crook. The whole of Xtian Murrica has the crusade they've always wanted, to arm the unborn, kill the gay heathen terrorists and consign the rest to a lifetime of slavery at Free Market Freedom Camps. We will continue to remain for more queers and for more beers and in fact for four more beers for four more queers!
Whilst our eyesight may be poor, our spiney hides bristle with optimism, and we know this is the best of all possible worlds. It is good, and just as well, that W. and his cabal of neoconsevative ideologues will spend the next four years having to clean up the mess they have made in the last four. Even though we have no sympathy for the long faced Bassett Hound the technocratic wing of the Repocratic Party put up against the dim witted yet vicious figurehead of the theocrats and their strange bedfellows the Machiavellian disciples of Leo Strauss, it still would have been a pity for one Skull & Bones man to be left with the discarded follies of another.
So good luck W., good luck Murrica, good luck World. You and your boys have gotten your precious elections, by hook or by crook. The whole of Xtian Murrica has the crusade they've always wanted, to arm the unborn, kill the gay heathen terrorists and consign the rest to a lifetime of slavery at Free Market Freedom Camps. We will continue to remain for more queers and for more beers and in fact for four more beers for four more queers!
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