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Delirium (di lir` iem) n. a condition of the mind, as during insanity, in which one is restless and keeps thinking and talking wildly.
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November 06, 2006

Washington Journal

I'd like to start this post by urging all those eligible to vote in the United States Mid-Term elections to do so; it always baffles me that so few (as a percentage) do so.

Those that do vote, please, please, please use a bit of rational thinkning when you do so.

You see, I've been watching Washington Journal on C-Span lately, and some of the callers frighten me. And I'm not talking in a pleasant "Boo!" on Halloween type scare either.

One lady thought that "God" would tell George Bush when we should get out of Iraq, and we shouldn't back down before this happens. Yeah, right, like George Bush has a "direct line" to God. He ain't holy, folks.

Then there are those who are basically equating a vote for Democratic candidates as a vote for terrorists. There seems to be the perception that anybody other than a republican will do absolutely nothing to stop terror threats against the United States. To that, I say this: Nobody friggin' likes to get blown up. Whoever is in power, will do their best to prevent this. (Well, after the Bush administration learned it's lesson by ignoring the previous reports before 9/11). Main difference will be in how many personal freedoms of the people they represent they'll be willing to sacrifice to do so.

Anyway, more disjointed ramblings. Enjoy.
Now go vote.

Posted by bard at 02:43 PM | Comments (0)

November 01, 2006

A Poem.

Tap, tap. Is this thing on?
Ok. A poem, as read by me:

The seasons change.
(bongo drums)
Leaves fall.
(bongo drums)
And suck.
(bongo drums)

Thank you, and have a good night.

On a more serious note, read ladyx's post below and at least offer some consolation. Cause that situation sucks way more than my poem does.

Posted by bard at 04:37 PM | Comments (0)