Showing posts with label Jesus Be A Voting Machine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jesus Be A Voting Machine. Show all posts

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Creepy


There's so much creepiness going on with those Obama worshippers. Tatted numbers on the arm is but the latest; might not be the creepiest thing, even from the Kos Kooks, but Lord Lord.

Miss Laura's parents gotta be proud:
That's why it was such a surprise the day I found my
desire to win was stronger than my fear, and made
204 phone calls.I gritted my teeth every time I dialed.
But I did it. So I got myself a souvenir, to remind me
I can push myself further than I thought I could go.
Wonder if she got the idea when That One was giving his Citizen of the World speech in Germany? Yeah, Germans have a thing about numbers tatted on the arm.

Random sampler of previously creepy things here, here, and here.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Jesse B. Simple



Stern interviews Obama supporters across 110th Street . . . the Obama supporters are given a list of McCain's positions attributed to Obama, and the Obama supporters agree with e-v-e-r-y one of them. They even agree with Obama's decision to select Sarah Palin as his running-mate.
As Howard says, "This is crazy."
Robin doesn't argue the point.
Further proof of Fresh's contention that there oughtta be a literacy test for voting. (And hey, Fresh is an Obama supporting, Palin contemptin', Georgia black woman.)
And further proof of my stance that voting should not be made easier. Hell no. Voting should be made more difficult. Much more difficult. Inconvenient. A pain in the ass to do. Fewer polling places. Longer lines. Shorter hours. Proof you don't watch Oprah required. Or TMZ. Or American Idol. Reading the National Enquirer is okay though. Subscription recommended. Gotta know what our pervy politicians are up to. With their grandfather's special friends. True dat.