The comings and goings of the soul is a mystery left to God. We must each, in our own difficult and awful rowing towards God, choose the course. Let us make those choices, privately and without interference by state, governor or flash of cameras.
Post-Election Analysis of SOME WICKED ASS KICKING YEAH!
I've had literally tens of my Idaho friends and fans ask me about the recent presidential election, knowing full well I am always a balanced and fair interpreter and some might even say bellwether-man of the winds of ideological change.
So, first let me say to the devoted and focused supporters of Willard "Mitt" Romney - NEENER NEENER FUCK NEENER! Idiots
You actually thought this insectile cyborg-hate machine would win? Seriously? Look at those red/blue maps of the USA. Population Density, IQ, Racial/Ethnic Diversity, Nice places to eat out, Museums, Symphonies, etc etc
The Great White Shark of Dominant Culture America is beached and twitching in the multi-hued sand of this ass kicking nation.
The GOP pushing itself even FARTHER to the right is so brilliant. Wow. Stay hitched to Karl Rove's obvious superior political strategerianesque brilliance. So smart. So unstoppable. More Jesus. More Vagina Management by Caucasian Middle Aged Men. More safety net slashing. So scary! Can't wait for the midterms.
Oh yeah, the etch-a-sketch positioning was SO COOL. Just.so.cool. And brave!
Stay anachronistic. Stay angry. Stay anhedoniac
So here we go, here we go. Socialism! Islamic Indoctrination Centers in every major US city. Death panels. Destruction of small businesses. Chinese overlords. I can't wait! love love love to watch this nation be destroyed by DEVILCRATS and NOBAMA. Because, that's why we voted for him!
Smoking pot and marrying your drinking buddy is NOW LEGAL IN THE PEOPLE'S REPUBLIK OF WASHINGTON! Here weeee go!
Really though, I think we'll be ok. Except for those teabaggers in their sad, droopy tricorns and their muskets either empty or fulla teardrop soaked gunpowder. Sorry, y'all. Guess you've been fucked right out of relevance by normal America. BUMMER.
So the Hippie Days of Halcyon America are here again and I, for one, am dancing with the devil and pleased as punch.