Put an end once and for all to the politics of fear and hate that have divided this country? Naaahhhhh.

It was recently said by one of my liberal friends (yes - I do have them) who, in light of the Arizona Political Rally shooting said: "...can't we at least agree that it should serve as a wake-up call that it's time ...to put an end once and for all to the politics of fear and hate that have divided this country."

My answer: Nope.

Despite the fact that the Rally shooting was done by a insane individual who has no connection in any way shape or form to Republicans or Conservatives - - the Liberals are crying that the political enviroment has gotten too mean spirited, too confrontational and too violent. We need to tone it down.

You want to know who started all this political discourse? The liberals. yep, that's what I said, them libtards. The prior 8 years of the Bush administration being vehemently attacked night and day, day and night, 24/7, 365 days a year by groups like Code Pink, MoveOn.org, etc. etc. - (here's a whole list of the tree swingers right here: http://lakehillsliberals.org/resource/50LiberalOrganizations.htm).

And it all started when Bush beat Gore in the 2000 elections by a bunch of hanging chads. The libs just couldn't stand the thought of losing the white house after 8 years of Clinton. And then 9/11 happened, followed by wars and hurricanes and gay marriage - i mean , there was just so much bad stuff going on - and then the 2004 re-election and John Kerry and all his swift boat buddies... And then the libtards started getting nasty. You couldn't go anywhere or watch anything without being bombarded with anti-Bush/anti-War/anti-American rhetoric. That's right, anti-American. If the there is ANYTHING the libtards excel at its self-loathing and autophobia. But that's not entirely true, they didn't hate themselves - they just hated all the Americans who didn't/don't believe the way they do. These particular Americans suddenly became too stupid and ignorant and uneducated to think for themselves, let alone vote for someone to do all that thinking for them. Libtards are the intellectual elite - they know what’s best because they are better educated or live in a major city or are just generally BETTER than the rest of us. And Barack Obama rode this tide of anti-Bush/anti-War/anti-American rhetoric with the promise of hope and change all the way to the white house.

Then EVERYTHING went to hell in a hand basket.

Eventually the conservatives got smart. They got the media. They got organized. If a bunch of pink shirt wearing women can upstage a sitting US President, then think of what a bunch of pissed off, middle class, God fearing individuals could do. And what actually ticks the libtards off the most is that the vast majority of the population are pissed off, middle class, God fearing individuals.

What the bottom-line here is: the libtards started a fight that they don't have the intestinal fortitude to finish - when the conservatives finally got tired of getting a beat down and stood up and came out swinging the libtards put up their hands and started crying foul - "that's not fair, you're hitting back!" - - and now they are calling for us to “tone it down.”

I say – to hell with that. For the past ten years I have had a belly full of anti-Bush/anti-War/anti-American rhetoric. The democraps have damn near ruined this country - - and we still have years to go in this administration - - so – no, I am not going to play nice, I am not going to swallow all the libtard BS that is spoon fed to the American public at large. The only good government is a small government, a government that protects and defends, minds its own business, and manages to pay its bills.

So how do ya like them apples?

A mouse in the house.

I feel bad today.

Well – only kind of sort of feeling bad.

You see, I killed a mouse.

Well, actually – it wasn’t dead the last time I saw it, but it might as well be.

Last night I was sitting there watching the Terminator (how fitting you might say, that I was watching this particular movie at the time) and I just so happened to catch out of the corner of my eye a small little black shape crawling along the baseboard of my built-in china hutch in my kitchen. A little mouse in my house. He crawled towards me and then waddled his little butt towards my bathroom door. I paused the movie and proceeded to try to catch the little mouse. What do you catch a mouse with? I mean, besides a mouse trap or a cat? I halfway considered using a glass bowl (or more precisely my little dogs feeding dish), when it occurred to me that I am an idiot. This only occurs to me from time to time – not all the time – just some of the time. I can be an idiot. What was I supposed to do with a mouse in a glass bowl? So I went out in the garage and pulled out a box of those sticky mouse traps. You know the kind, the little black plastic tray with the sticky goo.

I initially bought these sticky mouse traps because I thought of them as more humane. The typical mouse trap, the one with the heavy spring loaded bar that snaps down on the little mouse’s head as he attempts to free the cheese – just seemed cruel to me. Little did I know. So I opened the box and pulled four sticky mouse trap trays out and placed a tiny bit of Cabot’s Seriously Sharp Naturally Aged Cheddar Cheese in the middle of each trap. I figured his last meal should be some tasty cheese. I put one trap in the laundry room cabinet, one behind the washing machine, one behind the toilet in the half-bath (where I last saw the little mouse), and one in the cleaning closet beneath the stairs. I had to put the traps in out of the way locations due to the fact that I have a semi-retarded Boston Terrier who I know for sure would get one of these sticky traps stuck to his face. I let the wife know that a) we had a mouse in the house and b) I was taking steps to remove said mouse. Just a matter of time, I told her.

She asked me how I was going to do this and I explained to her how it was going to be done.

“Oh, no! Not the sticky traps! Those are awful.”

Awful?

Yes, because though the heavy spring loaded bar that snaps down on the little mouse’s head as he attempts to free the cheese is a painful way to go – at least it is a quick death. Getting stuck to something and unable to move until you die is just - -awful.

Hmm, I says, should I remove the traps?

No. I don’t want a mouse in my house.

Okay then.

The next morning I got up and checked the traps. The little mouse was stuck to the one behind the washing machine. He was trying so very hard to run away, but he was totally and completely stuck. I picked the little sticky tray up and walked out into the garage and unceremoniously put him in the trash can.

What a way to go.

I said I was going to do a blog. I said, “Hmm, maybe doing a blog will help me out in the writing arena. It would basically be forcing myself to write, to put my thoughts down on paper, to share my insights and wisdom in this grand play of words and actions that we call “life.” Yes, I was going to do a blog. But what kind of blog would I do? A political blog? As you can see below, I tried that. I have come to realize that political opinions are like assholes, everybody has one and everybody tries to put more out than anyone else.

“Hey, look at this steamy vile mess of opinion I made over here! Ain’t it the best?!”

I hate politics. I hate how it is perfectly okay for 51% of the population to be able to tell the remaining 49% how to live; what’s important, what’s not important, and look how better/worse off we are now. It’s like a never ending assembly line of crap. It comes down the conveyor belt and we have to scoop it up with our hands and pack it into these little bags with “democracy” labeled on it.

No, I don’t and won’t speak of politics ever again (on this blog). No – I am going to just write. Free flow thought, stream of consciousness writing what will hopefully entertain and provide insight and wisdom to the one or two people who just happen to look at my blog.

When you were here before,

Couldn't look you in the eye

Your opinion means nothing,

Your opinion makes me cry

You float like a feather

On the World Wide Web

I wish I was special

You're so fuckin' special

But I'm a creep,

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doin' here?

I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,

I wanna have control

I want a perfect body

I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice

when I'm not around

You're so fuckin' special

I wish I was special

But I'm a creep

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doin' here?

I don't belong here,

ohhhh, ohhhh

Their running out again

Their running out

Their run run run run...run... run...

Whatever makes you happy

Whatever you want

You're so fuckin' special

I wish I was special

But I'm a creep,

I'm a weirdo

What the hell am I doin' here?

I don't belong here

I don't belong here...

(borrowed from Radio Head)

It's Official. We are totally, completely, entirely, fully, and finally FUCKED

The day after. I saw it coming – saw it from a great distance. All my friends and colleagues saw it too. We had hoped that somehow it would end differently than it did, that the silent conservative majority would rise up on Election Day and somehow save us from the crap happy future we saw racing towards us like an 18-wheeler driven by a crazed and drunken liberal, barreling down on unsuspecting America. But no miracles materialized. The radically liberal man of Chicago, the one that everyone in the media has steadily spoon fed the frenzied, short attention spanned population to for the last two years, is now the President-elect.

May God Have Mercy Upon Our Souls.

I want to talk to you about the character of the man that half the idiotic country put in office. That’s right, numb nuts only got a little more than half the popular vote. Obama’s popular vote (63,249,576) was only 7,349,042 votes more than John McCain (55,900,534). Yes, we’re talking in the millions here – but Obama only got 53% of the vote and McCain got 47% of the vote - difference of 6%. Sounds just like the national polls before the election, huh? Well, let me tell you this: of the 55,900,534 who voted for McCain – 100% of them are seriously pissed off. Just as the liberal pinheads who vehemently hated Bush for the last 8 years – the conservative’s now HATE Barrack Obama. Half the country HATES Obama and everything he stands for.

We are a country greatly divided.

In the coming days, months, and years I plan to fully pontificate upon you fucktards who put this man in office.