Things I'd like to see...

Let's face it quite a few things utterly suck. The world is far from a perfect place and we all know it. Mind you certain things were they to occur would make this miserable famine plagued, war infested mud-ball juuuuuuust a little more tolerable. I'm certain I can't speak for everyone (as my attempt at a Global coúp dé tát and world domination FAILED MISERABLY) but here are a few things (in no particular order) that I think would make life just a tinge sweeter.

1. Ryan Seacrest being beaten beyond recognition. Sorry this little prick, annoys the piss out of me. Every time this leprechan says "Seacrest out" I really want to knock him the VUGG OUT! The fact that he's the executive producer of that God awful "Keeping up with the Kardashian's" show just pisses me off more.

2. Ryan Seacrest being kicked in the nads by a bunch of guys trying out to be place-kickers in the NFL AND 5th degree black belts working on their accuracy. The reason being? Keeping up with the Kardashians, Courtney and Khloe, and that Denise Richards' "Real Life" thing.

3. "The Situation" being thrown into the ring with one of those UFC guys. Maybe a shot in that fake tanned mug of his might make him stop speaking in the 3rd person.

4. Gigantomastia appreciation day! Look that one up.

5. Allowing NFL quarterbacks to take a hit. Half the professional QBs wouldn't have lasted a season in the 80's and 90s when you could follow a QB home and shoot him in the face with a bazooka. Hell I saw Dan Fouts get stabbed back in 1982...he still finished the game and didn't bitch about it.

6. Give your worst enemy a haircut day!

7. Angelina Jolie and Selma Hayak kissing with reckless abandon. I don't care what your gender or sexual orientation...that's so hot you'll scorch your retina looking at it.

8. Busta Rhymes being elected to something and performing "Woo Hah" rather than giving an acceptance speech. Come on...as long as he isn't YOUR Congressman...ya gotta admit that would be funny.

9. Celebrities and professional athletes going to JAIL when they F' up. Face it, if community service hours were frequent flyer miles Robert Downey Junior would never have to buy another airline ticket for the remainder of his life. Stop gushing over these celebs and just send the muff-huggas to jail!

10. A time machine and a crate of condoms. There are entirely too many mindnumblingly STUPID people on the planet. Give me a time machine, a crate of condoms, the names of both their parents and how to find them...9 months before the imbecile in question was born...bada boom bada bing...PROBLEM solved.

11. Passage of a law that would ban anyone with a SEX TAPE from attaining instant celebrity status. If you're already famous and gettin' freaky with your neighbors goat go nuts it doesn't apply to you, but if you're either some rich skank or some struggling 'actor/actress' who no one's ever heard of screw you pal. Think about it, we now know who Paris Hilton is NOT because he great grand father started a huge hotel chain...but because she slept with Shannon Dougherty's ex husband and videoed the whole thing.

Kim Kardashian is a pretty white girl with a big @ss who likes to FCUK black guys and because she got her freak on with Brandy's no talent kid brother Ray-J She has a TV show. Okay adult film star Kayla Kleevage has been doing the same damn thing for the last 10 years when will douchebag Ryan Seacrest produce "Keeping up with Kayla Kleevage?" I'd watch KKK. :-)

12. Diehard Soccer fans accepting the fact that U.S. doesn't love the worlds most popular sport. Sorry guys here in the US of A here is the professional sports batting order.

#1. Baseball

#2. Football

#3. Basketball

#4. Nascar

#5. Hockey

#6. Women's Tennis

#7. Men's Tennis

#8. Golf

#9. Bowling

#10. Professional women's full contact hopscotch

# 11. Fishing with dynamite

You guys are on the list...but only in the same way that I'm "on the list" of guys who have a shot at Lindsay Lohan by virtue of the fact that I have a Y Chromosome and a pulse.

#8. Golf.

13. If deer had thumbs. If Deer had thumbs...and access to rifles...hunting would be a REAL sport! Come on if the deer is shooting BACK...it's ON like NECKBONES BABY! IF you survive...not only are you tha man...but you get to eat the chump who was shooting at you.

14. Teleportation and Invisibility...but only if I could do them. Screw you guys.

15. Centerfold Bimbos with single digit IQs Not acting as if they were better than everyone else. I have no issue with people posing naked if they're so inclined. If you're a beautiful girl who wants to pose for pics KNOWING that thousands of guys will get their jollies looking at you naked go nuts. If you're a good looking guy who wants to pose for pics knowing that thousands of GUYS will be getting their jollies looking at you...go nuts. But don't act like you found the cure for Aids, before going to your day job in the jet propulsion lab at NASA right before posing for the pics in question.

16. A horror flick (not from the 'Scary Movie' series) other than "Night of the Living Dead" where a black guy is still alive at the end. Come on most of the negroes I know would either break the hell out or pull out a Smith and Wesson if some beat off with a hockey mask shows up inching up on us with an axe.

17. The bikini clad, baby oil covered Sofía Vergara hour! Give my favorite Columbian her own talk show but make her wear a bikini, sit behind a clear plexiglass desk and generously coat her in baby oil, I assure you that I and every other drunken frat boy in America would watch.

18. My worst enemy (he knows who he is) having someone throw an angry wolverine on him while he's sitting on the toilet. Dude...the only thing that stops me from beating you till your own mama doesn't recognize you are the obscenely LIBERAL laws that govern this country. Seriously...you're a bitch man.

19. More buffalo wings. Face it they rule.

20. Women NOT bringing up shiznit guys did back in 1972 (which they SAY they forgave ) but expecting guys to never bring up any mistakes THEY EVER made. Welcome...to fantasy island!

21. Oprah falling in love with the game of football, dedicating several shows to it and women learning to shut the hell up during the game. Yeah I said it.

22. Women accepting that heterosexual men don't want to go shopping with them and to us all women's shoes look alike. Sorry ladies, we care about your shoes as much as you care about:

a. The infield fly rule

b. Barry Sander's career Rushing stats

c. A new socket set

d. barbeque marinades

e. Megan Fox's measurements

f. The chassi of a 1957 Chevy Bellaire

g. A 1967 GTO

h. Beer.

i. urinals

j. the "Dude...you know what would be cool ?" game where we dare each other to do really stupid crap...simply because we're guys.

23. More French chicks. Even homely women with thick French accents...have no trouble getting a date.

24. Old white guys at hip hop concerts.

25. A "SHUT THE FCUK up!" card. Every U.S. citizen should get a card which enables them to say "Man SHUT THE FCUK UP!" to the authority figure of their choice. Be it their boss, significant other, or that HUGE psycho down the block whose dog keeps taking a dump on your yard. Use the phrase in question, pull out the card and let them punch it and inform you that you only have 2 left. :-)

26. Idiots who cause car accidents because they're either on the phone or texting while driving having to serve as crash test dummies for a month. GET OFF DA DAMN PHONE STUPID!

27. The ONE asswhipping a year law. You should be allowed to RANDOMLY distribute ONE deep downhome, chicken fried, countryboy, what you say about my mama, what the hell you mean less fillin' I said taste great ASSWHIPPING to A-hole of your choice. If you don't use the alloted ass-whipping... it carries over!

28. Brenda Song in a leather mini skirt. Yay me!

29. A one chick flick per year rule. Guys cannot be forced to attend more than one chick flick per year. Sorry ladies...it's the law.

30. A Porsche 928 S Turbo. I love that car.

31. The official disbanding of the Dallas Cowboys and Los Angeles Lakers.

32. The cast of Jackass being stuffed into a rocket and fired into the sun. You idiots suck. Grow the hell up.

33. Babybackbabybackbabyback....babyback ribs....barbeque sauce...

34. Free calamari, saki and okonomiyaki on your birthday if you're over 40 and were born in late December. :-)

35. Britney Spears being banned from producing another album or ever performing again unless it's with Frank Stallone. Please go away lady.

36. Someone...ANYONE telling me what the FCUK is so great about Lady Gaga.

37. More Matthew McConnohey jokes on Family Guy. Seth McFarlane is a genius.

38. The World acknowledging that techno sucks. Seriously...it sucks. Who doesn't get that?

39. Martian ...Successor... Nadesco. Thinkaboutit!

40. Middle-aged white guys having to dress like James Brown every year on his birthday. Come on...you guys know ya want to.

You're a slave? Take off your shirt and let me get a bullwhip.

(The following blog will contain no profanity)

The other day while watching something political on TV I saw some would-be politico named RICK BARBER in Alabama running an ad in the congressional race in which he's running where he compared paying taxes to being a SLAVE. He attacked the federal government (which seems to be the style these days) and said that working for months so that "A stranger gets a meal or medical procedure or someone gets a bailout" is "Slavery". What's more he had an actor portraying Abraham Lincoln say it to make it seem poignant. He then went on to say that "we've shed too much blood in the past to prevent men from being slaves."

My first response was Richard Prior's favorite twelve letter profanity then I stopped to think about just how ignorant either Mr. Barber is or how ignorant you have to be to follow him. If I remember the American Civil war correctly then men from Alabama weren't fighting FOR the Union they fought against it and FOR the wealthy agrarians who didn't start the war FOR the sake of slavery, but did choose to preserve it.

If Mr. Barber would like to compare himself to a slave then I would like to extend the following challenge to him.

Mr. Barber I encourage you to move to one of the more rural parts of your state of Alabama or maybe Mississippi or maybe even my birthplace of Louisiana. Move your entire family into a squalid one room house with a leaky roof and a dirt floor. Allow me to randomly pick a new name for you and teach you the rudiments of a foreign language which shall be spoken by myself and those supervising you in this 'experiment'. Should you or any member of your family be caught referring to one another by your given names and NOT the ones we gave you or using the English language we'll tie you to a post, strip you to the waist and give you lashes with a bullwhip. Sound like fun Mr. Barber? It gets better.

You and your family shall work from sun up to sundown six days a week picking cotton, harvesting sugar cane, picking peas or whatever work I can find for you. You'll subsist on a diet of salt pork, grits, hominy or whatever is cheapest.

Should I find an opportunity to make a few extra dollars, I reserve the right to sell or rent out your children or your wife to ANOTHER plantation and you just might not see them again. While we're on the subject of your family, I won't be above taking sexual liberties with the female members of your family if I'm so inclined.

Does this upset you Mr. Barber? Should you voice your indignation I'll have one of my overseers strip you to the waist and give you lashes with the bullwhip I mentioned earlier as I stand on the balcony over looking your shack sipping a mint julep. Let's make this even more fun Mr. Barber, let's play this sadistic little 'game' for the rest of your life.

Do you find this disturbing Mr. Barber? You should, it was the experience of millions of American slaves including my ancestors. Mr. Barber when you compare paying taxes to being enslaved you may as well stand over the unmarked graves of my ancestors and freely urinate on them as you loudly laugh racial slurs. Comparing taxation to enslavement is like comparing apples to watermellons (no pun intended) and it insults not only people of color, but the men who fought in the bloodiest conflict on American soil. Mr. Barber, God HELP the congressional district in Alabama you're running for should they elect you. I'll wager there are ficus plants who are infinitely more qualified than yourself to hold this office.

IT'S EVERBODY'S FAULT...but mine

"Society's fault? No. Nobody put the crack into the pipe, nobody made you smoke away your life."

:Ice T "You Played Yourself"


This morning while listening to a morning show on an R&B station that goes out of it's way to define "blackness" (whatever that means today) I found myself bombarded by pro black messages, some positive some negative. Though I'm not a morning person by ANY stretch my BS filters are particularly well tuned first thing in the morning and the show in question seems to sound like "black black blickity black black...'How you feeling this morning Ted?'

'I'm BLACK Phil...I am black.' Anyway while listening to this interspersed with sparse offerings of hip hop, classic R&B and the nauseating begging for sex that has BECOME R&B I heard a social commentary on street gangs killing civilians in street violence in Chicago and how some were asking for the National Guard to be called in. I listened more intently and the velvety voiced female commentator she went on to say that the problem should have been stopped at it's roots. I couldn't help but agree. No one wakes up one morning and decides to join a gang, begin selling drugs and shooting at people. It happens over time.
She then went on to say that part of the problem stems from the fact that young black and Latino males need places to feel as if they belong and are respected and gravitate to gangs because the government has failed on some level to provide sufficient programs for them and that the chasm between rich and poor have driven them to it.
At that point I was glad I wasn't in the studio with this woman as her argument was the reason someone invented hip waders...chest deep BULLSHIT. Bad neighborhoods are nothing new and neither are gangs and thugs. I grew up in a big city and there were gangs and drugs but the bulk of us didn't belong to a gang? Why? I can't speak for my friends, but in MY case my father was a contractor and always had work to be done. He had me out on a job site whenever I didn't have an activity.
Activities? There was cub-scouts, Pee-wee football, baseball and just old fashioned getting a ball and playing with your friends. If you didn't have an activity the best reason NOT to join a gang was the thought of your mom and or dad cutting a switch from the nearest large tree or taking a worn leather belt and taking a layer of black off your "narrow black ass" as they so frequently put it. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for government programs that encourage programs to get young people to do constructive things in their spare time. When I was a kid they offered a myriad of programs at my local park and there were other programs which I took part in which cost next to nothing.
My parents were working class and never let me forget that for a second and I understand that there are people in my old neighborhood who are so poor they can barely afford food for their children. But honestly there are some things you can get your children to do which don't cost any money. How much does it cost to take your kid to the park and push him/her on a swing? How much does it cost to go for a walk with your son or daughter? How much of your weekly income is taken by simply offering your child praise and encouragement?
Government programs are great, but they are NOT the ultimate solution. Psychologist have shown in study after study that the type of person your child will become is shaped by the time he/she is 2 years old. That being said, if you don't curtail certain things your kid does while he's still a kid, you will soon have an adult on your hands who has no respect for you or anything else. The end result my generation (the lovable losers known as "Generation X" are raising a group of lazy, violent, disrespectful, thugs incapable of using simple logic who have an ungodly sense of entitlement. Who can we blame for it? No one but ourselves.
Mike Rutherford once said "Every generation blames the one before" and to that end Gen X blames our parents as they blamed theirs in the 60s and 70s, and our grandparents blamed their parents in the great depression. But let's stop for a moment and take stock as we look at the lazy, disrespectful, semi-literate, logic impaired, recreational drug using, oversexed, tattooed youth that we've spawned and stop passing the buck. This is entirely our fault and the time has come to come up with some solutions and preventative measures to insure that our grandchildren (some of whom might either be with us now or on the way shortly) don't fall into the same trap we obliviously led this current generation into as we pointed the fingers of blame.

The Scrapbook

One day when I was nine years old, I was hanging out with my buddy Demontrion at his house on a Saturday afternoon. In the far corner of his room near the window was a closet which he scarcely opened back then. Years later when we were in high school and he became the clothes horse/ladies man he's notorious for being now, it would simply be the closet that was too small to accommodate it's fair share of his trendy clothes which seemed to go in and out of style as quickly as he put them on.

The houses in South Park where we had grown up had been "G.I." housing. By G.I. housing, I mean that at the end of World War II when the veterans returned home to the heroes' welcomes they'd earned along with G.I. home loans, men with expanses of land built neighborhoods with similar floor plans and sold them to returning soldiers, sailors, pilots and Marines. If you were to drive through my old South Park neighborhood you would note that most of the streets are named after generals and battle fields. The streets have names like "Doolittle" , "Iwo Jima", "Tarawa" and "Ridgeway."

Demontrion's grandfather whom I'd never met served in the Navy in the second world war and made a career of it and Demontrion's uncle Johnny did the same. His dad on the other hand had joined the Marines. He never talked about his war experiences when we were coming up, but as we grew older and learned what happened over there, we realized that we'd been reading the war on his face our entire lives. He was a quiet man who didn't speak unless he had something to say. Honestly to this day when he talks I find myself listening as if I'm still a little kid. He's always been one of my heroes thought I doubt I've ever told him.

Demontrion's parents were divorced and he lived with his grandmother. The room he had, had been the one his father and uncle shared. When his father returned from Southeast Asia, he hung up the dress blue uniform that Marines seldom wear, (but always seem to be photographed in whenever they do) in a closet along with a sea-bag full of mementos, one of which being a scrap book never thinking for a moment that ten years later they would sever as curiosities to his son and his best friend on a restless afternoon. We found a worn scrapbook full of black and white photos. There were pictures of his dad, but we had difficulty recognizing him. Neither of us had ever seen him without a beard or at least a mustache.

The photos were mostly of his dad and the other Marines in the unit in which he'd spent two years. They were young men, I'm assuming between 19 and 23 who had the tired eyes of old men. There were pictures in the jungles, small villages, and bares that we all find synonymous with what we know of Vietnam, but there was one photo that stuck in my mind. My best friend's father at 19 was sitting on a big rock calmly looking into the distance and smoking a cigarette. The photo would hardly seem unusual were it not for the small khaki clad figure in the background who had been crucified. We couldn't see the man's face, but he wore khaki and a pith helmet that we would later learn had been the uniform of the North Vietnamese Army.

I found it neither funny, nor disturbing. Honestly, neither I nor my best friend had any idea what we were really looking at. The crucified NVA wasn't real to us, he was merely a glossy black and white image in a photo. We didn't understand the two men in the photo. One the victor, the other the vanquished. They were members of an odd fraternal order of mutual respect. The fraternity of men who've exchanged gunfire. Before they entered a cluster of jungle that became a battle field, they were two highly trained, well armed, teenage boys who had been armed to the teeth and sent out to obliterate one another. Their differences? One grew up a military brat in Houston, Texas his father a proud Navy man who had served in the Pacific, the other had probably been raised in Hanoi hearing about how bravely his father and possibly his mother had fought against the French in the last war.

The two boys met in a battle that probably lasted minutes but seemed like a week and in the end, one got to go home and the other was "sent" home.

I would join the Marines after high school, learn more ways of breaking and utterly destroying other human beings that I would ever care to know, but I would never be sent to test those martial skills against some other teenage "patriot" fighting for HIS country. Demontrion and I never peered into the scrapbook again. I can't speak for Demontrion, but I think on some level we probably felt it just didn't seem "right." It wouldn't dawn on me until years later that we probably didn't venture to open it again, because on some level we knew that not being members of the "fraternity" we weren't worthy.

Iesvs Christ! He's back!

Iesvs. Consider the fact that the letter "J" didn't exist in Latin and the letter "v" was used the same way that the letter "u" is. Hence the word "virtue" would have been written "virtve". That being said Lets go to today's topic Iesvs or as we spell it today "Jesus".
When ever you turn on your TV 24 hours a day there is someone telling you about Jesus. Jesus walked the earth 2000 years ago and was followed by a loyal group of guys (one of whom betrayed him) where upon he was crucified and became the basis of first a faith then a religion.
What's the difference? A faith is a belief, a religion is simply a set of actions that are repeated faithfully.
That being said whenever I turn on my TV someone or something is telling me that Jesus is my lord and savior. That's a pretty positive message. Do I believe it? Yes I do. Men and women are on my television telling me that Jesus not only loved me but died to redeem me in the eyes of the almighty father/creator of all. Do I believe this. I actually do. These men and women (a majority of whom seem to be from the American south) are telling me 24 hours a day that Jesus talks to them and wants them to spread his word and apparently (if these men and women are to be believed) enrich themselves in the process. They wear tailored Italian suits, wear $100,000 Rolex watches, ride around in limos and private jets, and surround themselves with body guards.
I find that an interesting paradox given that the disciples who actually traveled WITH Jesus while he walked the earth didn't have a horse, chariot or wagon between them. The apostle Peter who was left to spread the Gospel after Jesus ascension into heaven wasn't clad in the finest silk or traveling with body guards. If he had been maybe the Romans wouldn't have captured, imprisoned and eventually crucified him huh. Maybe televangelist do it that way because they're learning from Peter's mistake right?
Now from what I've read the book of Revelation tells us Jesus shall return in glory and usher in the apocalypse. I say...GREAT. But I have to ponder a few things. What will happen to the televangelist? Will Jesus simply take over all of their Christian broadcasting companies with a "thank you...you rewards shall be in heaven?" As they say they're doing it all "for the lord" will they relinquish their mansions, leer jets, expensive wardrobes, limos, Rolexs and other trappings that to the skeptic merely appear to be "bling" and "excess?" As they've said it's all about spreading God's word, I'm sure they will.
Will the son of God tell these men and women to walk from town to town in their geographic areas (Jesus and his disciples walked every where even though there were horses, wagons and chariots) and spread his word (without collection plates) to all who can hear them? I'm sure he would. Jesus said that following him was NOT an easy path and that his followers would be persecuted and their faith would be tested.
Would the men and women who've dedicated their lives to appearing on TV in mega-churches simply let Jesus have what they claim they built FOR him and "render onto God...that which is God's"? Of course they would. After all, they've been saying these many years that they were doing it all for Jesus Christ and his teachings.
Think of it, these men and women would be rewarded in the greatest way possible, they would be able to remember what Jesus said to a rich man about selling all he had and giving the money to the poor. They would earn the title of disciple and would live in the same poverty in which Jesus' ORIGINAL disciples did! And the best part is, all of these men and women would be both happy and honored to do so! We know this because each has told us as much. Unless of course they're liars and hypocrites who're only in it for the money, and we all know THAT isn't the case right?

The South Shall Rise Again?

While perusing the United Press International web site for some of my daily news I noticed something curious. Governor Robert McDonell of Virginia has decided to declare April Confederate history month. He claimed it was to "bolster tourism" and to "make many aware of the sacrifices of soldiers and leaders of the confederacy."
From 1861 to 1865 The United State of America was divided into two separate nations. One calling itself the United States of America, the other the Confederate states of America. Many Americans like to think that the war was effectively about slavery when in fact the war had been raging for an entire year before U.S. President Abraham Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation which in THERORY freed slaves in the Confederate States. Effectively the Emancipation Proclamation said to the south 'If we're victorious...we're freeing your slaves.'
The causes of the American civil war had nothing to do with Americans in the north caring about the freedom of Slaves, but rather had more to do with economics and politics which have been the root of every war. The south's agrarian economy relied on slave labor to cultivate and harvest, tobacco, sugar and cotton just as the north's economy counted on a steady stream of immigrants from Ireland, southern and eastern Europe who were willing to work for pennies a day. The issue was not free men versus slaves but rather the congressional representation that the Southern states received from 3/5th of each state's non voting slave population.
Southern Agrarians could easily capture a majority in congress by simply purchasing or breeding more slaves. Northern industrialist who opposed slavery did so because slavery offered their Southern agrarian competitors a political advantage and not because of of some romanticized love of freedom as many revisionist historians would have us believe. Abraham Lincoln himself once said during the famed Lincoln/Douglas Debates "If I can preserve the union by freeing all the slaves, I shall do that. I can preserve the union without freeing a single slave I shall to that."
Rich men on both sides of the Mason Dixon line convinced the poor men who would fight the war of some sense of duty. Northern Industrialist talked of "Freedom" Southern Agrarians talked of a large central government interfering with "popular sovereignty". But the end result was the bloodiest conflict to take place on American soil with 620,000 Americans dying in the end.
When the smoke cleared America mended it's fences as best it could but there were resentments that simply wouldn't die. Were you to talk to the descendant of a Union Soldier he/she would talk of how his/her ancestor fought to preserve the Union. Were you to talk to the descendant of a Confederate soldier you would hear of the courage of his/her ancestor in fighting a tyrannical government bent on imposing it's will upon an angry populace. Were you to talk to the descendant of a slave they would either consider the Union heroes and the Confederacy racist, or simply view it as yet another war between men who simply saw their ancestors as chattel.
Whatever one's point of view it has to be said rather someone is a hero or villain is determined largely by geography and ideology. Should Virginians celebrate the "glorious Confederacy?" It could be said that those who wish to should be allowed to but to be true to the spirit of the Confederacy those who choose not to...should not have it "forced upon them by a tyrannical government."

Open Letter to the Tea Party:

Ladies and Gentlemen:
America was founded by men (mostly wealthy merchants and planters.) who protested their taxes being raised to pay for a war which defended them from the French. Being a dissident as part of being an American and the right to dissent is written into our constitution. While it is frequently not fair that those who dissent are often labeled as "rabble rousers" and more often than not "un-american" we should realize that our republic would not exist if everyone who disagreed with George III had simply kept quiet.
The irony attached to your party would have to be that many of you openly questioned the patriotism of your fellow Americans who protested the war in Iraq or President George W. Bush. Many of your older members considered the entire civil rights movement a Communist plot and were quite adament in stating your opposition to it.
As a young Marine I would have died for your right to disagree with me and as a fellow citizen I would still agree that you've the right to disagree with me and I with you. Ladies and gents you've fought the good fight, but now is the time to lay down your arms and come to terms with the fact that this battle is over. The court challenges will be to no avail but those of us who opposed you expect a battery of them and shall endure them all the way you endured our endless challenges of the election of 2000.
When the dust clears and the anger, bitterness and disappointment subside as ours did in 2000 you'll realize that in the great tradition of American politics you were an integral player and are part of a dance that shall exist as long as our democracy endures.
Despite his surname Barack Hussein Obama is not a practicing Muslim. He is not intent on destroying our great nation and he is not the "anti-christ" which the book of Revelation spoke of. He is merely another American whose political ideology is juxtaposed to your own and earnestly if we all shared the same ideology our republic would have become stagnant and ceased to exist long ago.
All things considered. Those of you who protested health insurance providers being able to charge you ridiculous premiums, raise your premiums & deductables or cancel your policy on a whim without reprocussions that was your right as Americans. Just as it was your right to protest any attempt at policing a self regulating industry who essentailly could tell Americans to go off and die simply because they were too great a health risk to warrant coverage, it is my right to teach you a mantra I found myself reciting in 2000 and again in 2004.

"MycandidatelosttheelectionI'mgoingtohavetogetoverit....mycandidatelosttheelectionI'mgoingtohave togetoverit." Say it until you're calm and the next 3 to 7 years may pass a bit more quickly.