Palindrome.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      ” a word, line, verse, number, sentence, etc., reading the same backward as forward, as Madam, I’m Adam or Poor Dan is in a droop.” -dictionary.com

So much attention being paid to an ass whooping that hasn’t happened yet.  Think if we got proactive and started coming straight at some of these douchebags, we might do a little better or at least not look like such pitiful invertebrates.  If you’re gonna piss and moan, save it for after you’ve marched and fought and then just walk away if your vagina hurts that bad.  Democrats are eying the back door, the party is crumbling.  Some already slipping out the rear.  We are such pussies.

For six months they talked about the deep fractures inside the Republican machine.  Teabaggers vs. Moderates.  Religious asstardian zealots vs. mouth breathing gun huggers.  Nazis vs. the Undead.  A big chunk of the GOP was looking to bend McCain over.  They still are.  None of it has left the building.  Both sides of idiot still think Palin is one of them.

They are three things.  Disciplined, organized and stupid.

See, it’s really easy to scare stupid people into organizing.

We are smart.  That’s it really.  Yeah, we participate and organize a little.  Brains never won an ass kicking contest though.  Part of the problem is we’re not so conveniently incensed as the dumb people.  “The 1/4 Paradigm”.  The great unwashed.  We’re not like them at all.  I could visit any house of worship on any given sabbath and have them lighting torches in twenty minutes.  I’d start by talking about the baby killers in our midst.

Then I’d tie gays and pedophiles together without mentioning the Catholics.

Now the independents vote for Darkside because half of them are Republicans anyway and the rest of them have been inculcated with a fear of Democrats.  You know, baby killers?  Homosexuals preying on young boys?  That sort of thing.

How the fuck did that happen in less than a year?  Sheezus.

Don’t forget “The 1/4 Paradigm”.  25% full blown and incurably stupid for life.  Can’t fix or cure double digit IQ’s.  Can’t keep them outta Baptist churches or the Klan.

“Look at ’em, ordinary fucking people, I hate ’em.” -Repo Man

Way too many of them believe we want to take their goddamn guns away.  If I can just impress upon you varmint eating woodsmen and you crank snorting lumberjacks one thing, it would be that we liberals, progressives, socialists, whatever you want to call us, are just not that panties in a bundle over your particular method of compensating for a less than grandiose dick.  We just don’t want you getting your shaky hands on explosives, canons or missiles.

Collect your guns and be yourselves.  Fingerpaint.  They’re yours to have and keep with our blessing.  Try really hard not to bring them with you.  You don’t need one at Walmart or at a campaign rally for a candidate you don’t like.  No family picnics.  Other than that, we’re cool.  When you do bring them with you, we hope you bring them to a place where it’s unlikely to shoot another human.  Not anywhere around here or me.

I did just hear that Teabaggers are chuffed with Sarah for supporting Doubtfire.  How tough is McCaine’s race?  This guy is really starting to have bad days and say stupid shit.  He’s a bullet dodged by a nation.  She’s a prideful primate.  We rolled our windows up in time to keep her out of the rented sedan.  Together they are anti gravity.  They do not like each other.  There was two or three weeks, in the very beginning where it was mutually beneficial.  Since then, it’s been nothing but more harm than good.

Codependence.

Like two cinema villains, they cancel each other out.  I like to watch.

I don’t know where I’m going with this but to point out the Big Top.  The drama.  The vaudeville.  If I could just be apolitical, it would be entertaining because it really is melodrama.  High concept, low expectation comedy.

Let’s run with that shall we?

It is the carnival that concerns me.  Don’t hate the player…..  Forgive me but I can’t help but think of politics in America as the WWE.  It’s just so absurd.  It’s scripted and the fans know it yet they lust for suspension of disbelief so hard, they become the willing fools.  I’m having a crisis of faith.  I fear politics has become my soap opera or my reality show.  If that’s the case, surely it matters just as little.  My go to impetus, my welcome catalyst, looks more and more like bullshit.

I’ve been observing this process closely for some twenty years.  What I see now, I can’t help but think is hopeless crap.  Roll your eyes and piss in the sink because nothing matters.  I can’t help it.  My cynicism is calcifying.  I’m going to pass it as a stone and it’s gonna have me on my knees.

Drinks for my friends.

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