An Historic Day

Today becomes a day for the ages.  I haven't decided what the slogan of the day is.  I'm tossing two around.  First: Yes, We Will      Second: Today, hope and change become hopefully change.  Let me know which you prefer.  I should have had bumper stickers printed.  Oh, well.  Today, the "referendum on Obama" is a day which we never thought we would see.  The messiah, the "one", the non-partisan, America joining, joiner of forces conservative and liberal will today, fail.  It has become not an "if" but a how bad.  Let's pray that at the end of the day (week for Floridians, they seem to have digit enumeration issues there) that Obama has to hide in a hole because of embarrassment.  Let's hope that the newly elected conservatives do what we've been asking for.  At least, draft legislation to repeal Obamacare, stop spending, and at most listen to everything that the majority of Americans are saying.  If the newly elected conservatives don't at least offer these sacrifices, they time is fated.  Their time will be short.  If they don't listen, they'll spend less time in Congress than O in the White House.  Today, VOTE!  Remember that our votes are the things that separate our great Representative Republic from a dictatorship.

                                                  

Grumpy Guy at Philly Polling Place - Click for story

                                                  

Addendum- I asked my wife this morning to make me a costume.  You know, since Halloween was just the other day.  I told her I wanted a sheet and a pointy ghost hat with eye holes cut out.  She refused.  What a shame.  I don't know why no one would want a vintage Strom Thurmond Costume at the polls.  I was just going to ignore this writing here, ya know, not post it, but then I saw the picture of the "assumed" New Black Panther at the same polling place in Philly (see link for my take on that) that had the issues last year, ya know, the one that Mr. Holder tossed out of the courts?  I wanted to dress vintage Strom to see if the case that was brought against me (which definitely would have been brought) would have been tossed out of the courts also.  My first guess, no.  I also was afraid that my vintage Thurmonesque costume could have turned the tensions of race in this country into something worse.   Maybe I'd have been a martyr, not sure, but I do know that I wouldn't have had 70 some virgins waiting for me if I had been martyred.



J-Mussolini: Rise and Fall of a Dictator

So, our pristine former President...

Lost the code and blew his....

He is just the pinnacle of ineptitude.  I can't believe she stayed with him.  My wife would have hit the road and taken three quarters of everything, and the children.  Oh well, some people are just so power hungry that nothing can stand in their way of seeking power.  Let's remember that the President who lost the code and blew his... is and still is a democrat.  Let's remember that when we can vote against the people he's campaigned for.  Let's also remember that even though our current President (that we're aware of) didn't lose the code, or presumably his...  (Michelle doesn't count, she is his wife).  And let's remember that when we have the opportunity to vote against the morons that actually wanted him to campaign for them.  What idiot would want this President to show up to "support" them?  He's like a letter in the mail with a powdery white substance inside (with him, most likely cocaine).  Let's turn this country upside down on November 2.

J-

I'm a black panther, and I love my cracker babies...

I was a black panther from a very early age. I was a "hardcore" black panther. Actually, my Dad, my Mom, my Brother, and most of my family are black panthers. I love and loved being associated with the black panthers. There are many more like me. We grew up together, we loved being black panthers. Back then, we never really thought of cracker babies, or racism, or hatred, or murdering crackers and their babies. Things were simple then. When did things get so confusing? As a black panther, I wish that the black panthers would try to intimidate me at the polling place. I'd have some words for them. I'd first ask them what kind of crackers they're looking for. Keebler? Ritz? Animal? Then, if they found them, i'd ask them to crumble (murder) them into my chili. I find it hard to believe that other black panthers in this world would stoop to voter intimidation. I find it hard to believe that other black panthers are anything other than outstanding patriotic citizens. Then again, all of the black panthers I knew and know were the people I went to school with. Yep, our mascot was the black panther. What I dislike most about "the new black panthers" is that they're giving my mascot a bad name. So much of a bad name, the school generally refers to their mascot and athletes as "panthers". Hey, "new black panthers" - lay off the hatred, keep your hands off of my "cracker babies", stay away from people trying to vote in "secrecy", and, if you show up at my polling place, don't expect me to be intimidated.

J-

http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2010/07/06/ex-official-accuses-justice-department-racial-bias-black-panther-case/

http://therealbarackobama.wordpress.com/2009/05/30/new-black-panther-party-voter-intimidation-case-dismissed-yes-we-can/

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APZ3-Lcbwmc

http://www.marxists.org/history/usa/workers/black-panthers/1966/10/15.htm

http://www.newblackpanther.com/platform.html