Let me get this straight – the White House really needed new photos of Air Force One, so they flew low over Manhattan and scared the shit out of a bunch of people.  About $400,000 was blown on this little joyride, and all for this unspectacular shot?

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You mean to tell me these fuckers have never heard of Photoshop?  Could’ve saved a lot of money and lot of grief.  But what do I know?  I’m one of the poor shmucks who paid the bill for this bullshit.

Enough already!

January 22, 2009

I’ve officially had it with the Obama-worship.

It was getting a bit sickening during the election, but come on.  He hasn’t even been the prez for 48 hours yet and I swear that people are going to declare a national moment of reverence for every time he has to take an Oval Office shit.

The only reason I voted for him was to vote against McCain.  That’s it.  Not a big Obama fan.

And stop comparing him to Reagan!  Of course, I’m no fan of Reagan, but let’s get real here – Obama’s socialist tendencies would have that old geezer turning in his fucking grave.

Yeah, I admit, I watched a little of the inauguration.  Online.  At work.  All I saw was the tail-end of Rick Warren’s little homage to the baby Jesus, I saw Aretha and her ridiculous hat, I saw Joe get sworn in, I saw Yo Yo Ma, I saw Obama fuck up his oath, I heard his speech, and that was all I needed to see.  No 2 MPH parade in the limo, no first dance, no luncheon, nothing.  Who cares about all that shit?  That’s bullshit is not newsworthy.

I admit that it’s a big deal that this country elected a black president.  But let the man get to work, for chrissake.  And first on the fucking list should be finding a treasury secretary who doesn’t cheat on his own taxes.  Agreed?

Hope over fear, change you can believe in, blah blah blah, yeah yeah, sure sure, buddy.  Now you and your Clintonites are in.  We got it.  Once the country gets over its little “happiness hangover”, I think it’s gonna be business as fucking usual.

The Battle of Oak Hill.

November 22, 2008

What did I tell you?  This kind of thing is popping up everywhere, sparking all sorts of debate on both sides.  In Standish, Maine, the owner of a one Oak Hill General Store had a sign out front of his store, taking bets on when people might think Obama will be assassinated.

OK, is this guy despicable?  Probably.  Is he just trying to make a quick buck?  Of course.  Does he think he’s funny?  Sure.  Now.. does he have the 1st amendment right to post such a sign on his private property?  Well, now, there’s the rub.

The Standish town councilors and Maine’s Governor John Baldacci have, predictably, condemned the action, saying that “Maine will not tolerate this type of hateful…” blah blah blah.

Now, don’t get me wrong… I think this guy is a little twisted in the head.  But the sign was on his private property.  If he had hung up a sign that said “George Bush should go get fucked”, do you think, in this current political climate, that anyone would bat an eye?  (Well, sure, the religious folks would get all flustered at the F-bomb, which is their own problem.  Those type of prudish shrews will always be with us.)

Do I think clearly racist remarks are OK?  No, personally, I don’t, meaning that I don’t philosophically agree with them.  But… I believe this guy has a right to express his clearly sick sense of humor.  Could it be seen as a threat towards the president-elect?  Perhaps.  But here we are, swimming around in all of this very gray area and, now that we have elected an African-American president, the waters are going to keep getting murkier where all of these “hate speech” and “freedom of speech” issues are concerned.

I guess the ultimate question is: at what point does speech – the utterance of syllables from the throat and mouth – become something truly harmful?  Something that can incite very real violence?  Would someone who hadn’t wanted to assassinate Obama be inspired to then do so by a sign outside of a convenience store in rural Maine with the hopes of settling some bet?  What truly inspires such criminal acts?

I realize that these are not easy questions – but they are very necessary ones.  Y’all have anything that might resemble an answer?

Yes, I suppose we can.

November 6, 2008

Well, it looks like we managed to pull off the unthinkable.  I wasn’t sure the good ol’ U. S. of A. could do it, but we actually elected a black president.  Imagine that.

And I’m happy to say that I got off my NOTA horse long enough to cast my vote for the guy.  Because, when I stepped into that booth, what I realized is how much I didn’t want McCain/Palin to win the damned thing.

I even got choked up during his acceptance speech Tuesday night.

I know, I know, I sound like I’m going soft here – I’m not, really.  But something about the historical magnitude of this week’s election is really hitting me hard – not quite what I expected from myself.  During Obama’s acceptance speech, I really felt myself being inspired and proud to be a citizen of this country, in a very profound way – not in a flag-waving tailgate-party sort of way, but in a deeper sense of connection to an ideal, to a promise of things being better.

I thought McCain’s concession speech was very gracious, even in the face of his supporters booing rather loudly when McCain stated that Obama would, indeed, be our next president and that we should all support him.  It was a glimpse of the old McCain, the moderate and distinguished gentlemen that many more of us may have voted for if he hadn’t tried to appeal to the worst imbeciles of the Repug base by choosing the hick Barbie doll demagogue as his running mate.

I fear for Obama, though.  Even here in the back-woods blue state of Maine, we’re already seeing racist reactions to his election.  Kids like these are probably just repeating what their more insidiously racist parents are saying, and I think the school is right to step in – but I fear that 1st Amendment battles will start springing up everywhere.  “Is it not someone’s right to express their racism in a vocal way?” etc. etc.  I think we’re going to have to get used to this type of hair-splitting.

But, for now, I have to admit that I am looking forward with eagerness (and a healthy bit of usual skepticism – hey, I wouldn’t be me without it!) to an Obama presidency.

Suspend the bullshit.

November 2, 2008

Here’s what I heard spoken today between a 14 year old girl and an adult at a public library this morning:

Girl: I’ll be glad when Election Day is over, but I’m really scared.

Adult: Why?

Girl:  I’m really scared about Obama getting elected.

Adult:  What’s so scary about that?

Girl:  Well, because if he gets to be president, he’ll suspend the Constitution.

I swear on my life I am not making this up. 

I had to try so desperately to keep from not only opening my mouth and causing a scene in a public place, but from actually striking this girl in the face.

Of course, I can’t believe that she actually came to this absurd conclusion on her own.  She’s obviously just repeating what her parents’ have been saying.  But what is crazy is to think that someone actually came UP with this shit.  My feelings about Obama aside – how do these bomb-shelter-in-my-backyard wackos actually dream this shit up?  Have they lapsed in the war on drugs, partaken of said chemicals, and dreamed of a dystopia where a Democratic president is somehow endowed with a power to do something as Earth-shattering as suspend the fucking Constitution?  Obviously these talk-radio junkies didn’t do their homework before they started spreading this kind of bullshit around.  Do you have any idea what would actually take to suspend the Constitution?  Not only would you have to have all branches of government involved, but there would have to be a mandate sent all the way down and enforced through local law enforcement.  These conservative wackos are just grasping at straws because their old fuddy duddy and his Barbie doll running mate are lagging behind in polls and they’ll spread any lies they can just to smear the black guy.  (Oh, and I don’t know about you, but I couldn’t give 2 shits about the aunt’s immigration status.)

There’s definitely something in the water at this girl’s house.  I just hope the aquifer ain’t too deep.