You’re either the most loyal, dedicated bunch of dysfunctional browncoat rebels ever known or you’re just secretly hoping that the Imperial Staff locates the Secret Key to the Imperial Liquor Cabinet before I come back.
I suspect it’s a bit of both but, knowing you all and having found out how blessed I am to have you, I tend to lean towards the former. Sure. I’m sentimental. So sue me maybe?
I’m still around and enjoying the breather. I’d enjoy it more if I didn’t have so much of a mess of my own doing, mostly, to undo, but it’s certainly clearing the mind. I only wish bill collectors would start wearing fluorescent green vests to help me aim better since ammo is awfully expensive these days and, waste not, want not. But they won’t. I’m vastly improving my aim, though. Which is good, because it seems like everything around the house has decided that now would be a good time to break down, including the Imperial Rottweiler. Still, the Imperial Guard Dog is still alive after the intervention of numerous vets and the total plumbing breakdown has, thanks to a cohort of skilled professionals, not resulted in a permanent swimming pool being installed in the kitchen.
But financial woes aside, those are relatively minor after all, I’m finding the direction that the election campaign is going quite comforting.
Obviously, Romney has broken through the barrier thanks to his debate performances, which came as absolutely no surprise to me. I knew that getting him up against the Stuttering Clusterfuck of a Miserable Failure™ on prime time Tee Vee without the latter being ably and increasingly desperately assisted by the Enemy Media, also known as the EneMedia, and his TelePrompTer would result in an utter blood bath. I have no idea why so many normally intelligent people even on our side would still be wondering about that, but obviously they too have bought into the “Obama Is An Awesome Orator™” meme. G-d only knows where they got that from, because every single time he’s been caught on camera without his handlers and technological gadgets he’s been a stuttering, bumbling, incoherent retard. Seriously, run a search on YouTube of his campaign rally appearances sans prepared script and you won’t find a single instance of him being able to form a coherent sentence. Which is about what you’d expect from a drug addict affirmative action baby.
I just don’t get why there was ever any doubt that he’d be utterly demolished by anybody with an IQ above that of boiled rutabaga. It appears to me that even those on our own side have bought into the EneMedia’s narrative about O-dumbfuck as a “brilliant orator.”
No, he’s not. He’s really good at reading aloud from a prepared script, but you can teach a retarded monkey that.
What’s really encouraging, and what I was fully expecting, was that having the “great unwashed” exposed to somebody with a brain versus the fictional Socrates of Obama would utterly destroy the EneMedia narrative about Romney being a soulless, monocled, cold robot and that has more than anything contributed to the massive surge that Romney is enjoying now in the polls.
Of course it didn’t hurt that Biden played, very aptly because that’s who he is, the role of an arrogant, heartless, rude peasant in the Biden/Ryan debate, but that’s just icing on the cake. The Eeyores on our side are wailing about how psychotics like MSLSD loved his performance, but they’re missing the point: The only ones who enjoyed Biden’s laughing at the prospect of Iran finishing what Hitler started are the ones who would vote for Obama even if he was caught ass-raping a Catholic girl’s school to death on live TV. They don’t matter. They’re lost. They’re a waste of oxygen. What he DID do was to turn off everybody with a functioning heart because, let’s be honest here, people with a soul don’t find the Holocaust funny or even a “minor issue.”
So things are going well. Obama is toast. That doesn’t mean that we should break open the champagne yet. We still have a lot of work to do getting those people who’ve been turned off by the Ogabe Junta to the polls, but it certainly means that we’re winning.
Seriously, my beloved fellow citizens, when even the most ridiculous liberal rag in the nation, the New Yorker, features a cartoon of Romney facing an “empty chair” at the first debate (remember how the Eeyores on our side criticized Clint Eastwood for his speech?), you’ve got the fuckers on the run.
Keep smiling. I’ve got to go now. More bills and more shit to deal with, but our nation is in good hands and I know we’re going to win this.
Love you guys, NO HO, and I’ll be back yelling at you soon.