Oh, goddess, it's that time of the year where I have a million and one things to do and approximately two minutes to get it all done. Luckily for me, I work best under pressure, and since I currently feel as if my head is going to explode from all the pressure going on inside of it, I guess that means I should be getting a damn lot accomplished? well... not quite.
As you can see, Literacy Tease has been barren and boring of late! Well, have no fear, loyal people who read this page, I have a goal of 100 entries by the end of the year and I intend on making my goal (I'm at, what, 78 now? I think I can do it!) My life has been HECTIC with all capital letters lately.
Last weekend included a brilliant trip to Akron, Ohio to rekindle a friendship with a pair of dear friends. This weekend holds promise of my very first weekend in New York City. Christmas break shall see me in the foreign land of.. Canada? Yeah, well, it's somethin'. In between now and then? Well, let's just hope we have no messy head explosions shall we???
In the flurry of my madness I have collected some of my best and brightest blogging from the second half of this semester. Enjoy!
Isabella - A Flight Risk for the Masses
This blog touched my soul and inspired me to begin planning for some own flight risk behavior of my own. (Pittsburgh... Arkon... New York... what's next?)
"If you blog and no one comments, are you wasting your time? Ironically enough, not one brave soul dared comment on this entry.
Crossing Fictional Boundaries: How Far is Too Far?
A discussion of writing and characterization - how much is too much when a writer creates an online persona?
A reflection on belief in blogging via potentials and personalities behind the blog.
A discussion of Interactive Fiction and how it makes me want to rip my hair out.
Not everyone likes Wikis, you know! Some people prefer traditional books printed on paper, yeah, dead trees. Those people are me.
The infamous post. If you missed it the first time, here's your chance to catch up. This post is directly responsible for my blog being the first one on the list if you search for "I Like Nipples" on google. Rockin'.
A blog about the personal project I am designing for Writing for the Internet. Check it!
And, hey! I have blogging friends, too!
An entry in Evan's blog really got me thinking! And, Valerie totally knew what I was feeling when I wrote about She's A Flight Risk. Read Valerie's post.
After having stolen, er, received, a huge package of leftover turkey from the fam yesterday, I've been trying to think of things to do with leftover turkey, beyond the usual reheated thanksgiving dinner / chopped up turkey tossed in gravy served over bread that my mom was so fond of when I was but a child. (yeuck!)
Moira's Suggested Uses for Leftover Turkey:
1) Feed the gross bits to the cats.
2) First, a traditional French favorite: Oeufs brouillés de la Turquie et du fromage - just a fancy way of saying scrambled eggs and cheese with hunks o' turkey thrown in for good measure.
3) Oh, those silly Germans: Die Türkei Kugeln - turkey balls. like meatballs. but not.
4) And in portugal, a traditional feast: Turquia Uma Modalidade Do La - turkey ala mode. cover up the taste of turkey by covering it entirely with ice cream in your choice of flavor. How about pistachio? Chocolate? um... nevermind
5) And, finally, thanks, Russia, for this great suggestion: Ход Турция На Детях - take hunks of turkey. throw at children. repeat.
These Leftover Tips are much better!
Um, yeah:
friendomine : look at this picture!!!
friendomine: f'ing embarassment
WishGrrl: lol
friendomine: do u see this??
WishGrrl: the cowboy stance?
friendomine: look at his fly
friendomine: his pants are unzipped
friendomine: f'ing moron
WishGrrl: LOL!
friendomine: JESUS CHRIST this is our president
IF drives me absolutely batty! I try to play the games without getting annoyed, but, man, give me a regular old book any day. Even those Choose Your Own Adventure games would be better than this! I decided to try playing Curses for a while longer to see what would happen. The game was interesting for a while, I even got to visit a demon in a Hellish Place who offered me a clue that wasn’t even remotely useful.
I found a robot mouse in a dusty cellar and a chicken wishbone in a disused dumbwaiter in the corner of a storage room. I ate the chocolate biscuit in my inventory to give myself more room to collect ridiculous objects. I managed to avoid being yelled at by the weird aunt in the conservatory. I didn’t fall through the ceiling and demolish half the house and I still couldn’t get that damn demijohn opened, even after the demon dude told me what to do.
I figured out that wearing the scarf instead of carrying it would give me room for one more item in my limited inventory. I visited Madame SoSowhateverhernamewas for a tarot reading, which as a talented tarot card reader myself, I recognized as a bad news reading. I got stuck in the game though when I couldn’t figure out how to get on the tourist
boat.
Then I tried to travel but I couldn’t speak French to the dude at the kiosk. I even signed online thinking “hahaha I’ll be tricky and use babelfishto translate the stinkin’ foreign language.” But when I translated what I wanted to say into French, well, it just didn’t work, now did it?
Then I thought maybe I could go back to Madame to see if she could offer me further assistance but nooooo she had decided to go on sabbatical or something and was gone. Stupid fortune tellers. So then I was stuck.
And I was pissed off because I had been playing the game for forty minutes and gotten nothing accomplished. I couldn’t
figure out how to get back to the house and inside I was on some nameless street in France or something and I was just s.o.l so I had to start over.
This time, however, I was smart. I went online, searched google for a cheat for the stinkin’ game and bingo I could follow the handy dandy instructions to finish the game. Only, what the heck’s the fun in that? I could follow the instructions to get right to the end of the game but why bother? I don’t even care enough to follow through.
I would never have thought to examine the insulation rolls to find the new battery for my torch or to turn on the radio to crappy music FM so that aunt Jemima wouldn’t hear me as I tried to steal her gloves. (See, I knew I needed those gloves when I first played the game.)
I think that playing this game has me fully convinced that I well and truly hate IF. Not only does reading on the computer give me a wicked headache, playing some stupid game that isn’t even straight forward enough for me, a fairly intelligent, well-educated human, to figure out just makes me mad. Grr.
IF You are Brave (or Insanely Bored?): Visit the page I made about these games.
So. If you were going to leave behind all of your material possessions and take off across the country, and then eight weeks later across the world, what would you consider absolutely essential? I'm working on my list and I'd love your suggestions:
notebooks, pens, paper, postcards, stamps
undergutchies, extra socks, shirts, sweater, jacket, scarf
knitting supplies
personal cd player + special travel-themed mix CDs
books:
+++on the road by jack kerouac
+++the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy by douglass adams
+++the four agreements by don miquel ruiz
(suggestions on any other essential books???)
(NOTE TO SELF: BookCrossing!!!)
credit cards, identification, bus pass + photocopies of all pertinent documents
camera
flashlight + batteries (who knows.. might need 'em)
extra pair of glasses
shampoo, soap, washcloth, towel (cuz every traveler needs a towel, right?)
tampons, condoms (you never know when you might meet mr. right now)
fork, knife, spoon
travel coffee mug
teabags
goddess... what else does a girl need??
(x-posted from LJ)
For my class Writing for the Internet, I am designing a travel-themed project entitled “Moira Does Europe.” I have high hopes of turning this project into something that I continue to expand upon and create after
this semester is over. For the graded portion of this project, I am designing a hypertext fiction story called:
This Ain’t No American Phone Booth.
The project is turning out to be way more complicated than I had initially suspected! I’m having a lot of fun with the project but I find myself having to limit my options because eventually the story has to end!
The story starts with the player character Jack standing in front of a phone booth in Birmingham Square in England. The player is presented with four options and must select one in order to continue forward with the story.
I’m finding that my story has three main plotlines:
Dinner at Moira’s Mum’s House
Meeting with the Queen of England
Johnny Q’s Record Shop
The road is dangerous for our dear Jack, danger awaits at every turn, strange suprises greet Jack at the most inopportune times, and Jack is kind of a cranky bugger. Will Jack ever find Moira? Will Jack make the right decisions regarding what kind of British food he is willing to ingest into his system? Is the Queen of England really a man in drag? The answers to all of these questions and more await as you play:
This Ain’t No American Phone Booth.
Useful Sources:
“Cybertext is in many ways the literature of potentiality.”
A weblog is something different. It is more personal than a newspaper and more interactive than a novel. It is more than a diary and much more than simply a collection of links. The truth is that a weblog is something more because there is actually something, or more precisely someone behind it.
A weblog has personality and life due to the fact that behind every weblog is a living breathing person who does not have to follow strict conventions that have been in place for hundreds of years and instead has the freedom to recreate their genre. A weblog is freedom.
People often present the question of whether online voices are truthful presentations of reality but the truth is: it just doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter who is putting the information out there, just that someone is, and the question becomes whether or not you want to believe in it.
Believing a weblog could be considered akin to believing in Santa Claus: whether there’s any truth to the story or not doesn’t matter, what matters is each reader’s willingness to suspend disbelief and, at least for the few minutes of browsing the weblog, to believe in the magic of story telling.
Reading a weblog is like solving a puzzle because rather than being presented with the information about the author in one lump bit:
“My name is Cornholio. I am 32 years old. I like to eat cats, and this is a story about my mother.”
The information that you receive about the author comes in bits and pieces at random intervals and your job as a reader to piece that information together into your best guesstimate of a reasonable whole. The weblog is revealing in the bits of information that get revealed.
The potentiality of weblogs is limited only by the technology available to change and update a site. A book is restricted and limited from the second it leaves the printing press. Weblogs, then, have the freedom of time and space giving them all the possibilities in the world to change and transform before our very eyes.
Last night I was feeling a tad depressed about the state of the world and so my thoughts may have been leaning a little towards the pessimistic side of things. So I asked a friend:
wishgrrl*: totally random, but where do you think the safest place to be during the apocalypse would be? (*AIM, but you have to be on my buddylist to be able to send me a message. leave me a comment with your screenname and I'll think about it.)
Well, I think I may have found the answer this morning in my inbox as a blurb in an email from Rob Brezney. Sweet! Thanks, Universe!
The Urban Archipelago (subtitled: It's the Cities, Stupid)
"It's time to state something that we've felt for a long time but have been too polite to say out loud: Liberals, progressives, and Democrats do not live in a country that stretches from the Atlantic to the Pacific, from Canada to Mexico. We live on a chain of islands. We are citizens of the Urban Archipelago, the United Cities of America. We live on islands of sanity, liberalism, and compassion--New York City, Chicago, Philadelphia, Seattle, St. Louis, Minneapolis, San Francisco, and on and on. And we live on islands in red states too--a fact obscured by that state-by-state map."
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"In cities all over America, distressed liberals are talking about fleeing to Canada or, better yet, seceding from the Union. We can't literally secede and, let's admit it, we don't really want to live in Canada. It's too cold up there and in our heart-of-hearts we hate hockey. We can secede emotionally, however, by turning our backs on the heartland."
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"And when you look for ways to revive your failing towns and dying rural counties, don't even think about tourism. Who wants to go to small-town America now? You people scare us. We'll island-hop from now on, thank you, spending our time and our money in blue cities."
I'm not sure that I agree with everything written in this article, but it definitely gives me something to think about during these days on impending economic collapse. And it gives me hope something that I have been seriously lacking lately.
Now the only question remaining is thus: Which fair city do I call my new home???
"Some independent scientists are predicting that "Peak Oil" will come at about 2007 - much sooner than "official" estimates of 2037. The oil extracted after this point is going to be more expensive to get out of the ground, furthur driving up the price. The price of oil is due to skyrocket, and more than it has done recently. Soon supply will start to be less than demand.
Look around you. Perhaps make a list of everything that wasn't:
-Made using oil
-Transported to your home using petrol
-Grown using oil run tractors
-Packaged with plastics
-Made with machines running on fossil fuels
It will be a very short list.
For every 1 calorie of food we eat, 10 calories of oil are burned. When the price of oil goes up, what do you think will happen to the price of food? And everything else?
The time to act is now. Global Warming is not the only threat here. The mild oil depression of the 1970's is nothing. This will be forseeably permanent. Massive worldwide death, and a time that will radically alter human existence.
We can't avoid this, but we can make it a lot less disastrous."
Thanks, End My Liberation for the information.
For more information, visit:
Life After the Oil Crash
Animated Oil Story
Power Switch
or watch the flick -
Advertising and the End of the World
(I don't know if it's available at Seton Hill anywhere, but it's available in media services at Westmoreland County Community College.)
Will they open their eyes before it is too late?
When I lived in Youngstown, Ohio just five years ago, gas was 77 cents a gallon. Back at home, when I visited on the weekends, gas was 99 cents a galloon. Now, $1.89 a gallon is the best price I've seen in months.
When I first started smoking, cigarettes were $1.47 a pack. This was in 1996. Nine years later, you are lucky to get a pack of smokes for less than $4. (I quit November 2nd, yay! Only cheated twice!)
When I first started living on my own, 3 lb bags of boneless chicken breasts were $3.99 on sale. Now you would be lucky to find them for less than $6.99.
I'm not saying these all tie together but maybe they do.
I'm sure the common reaction to this post, if it's not entirely disregarded, will be "oh. that sucks." and then for said reader to carry on his or her merry way, oblivious. Or... said reader will say, "That's bullshit propaganda! The world is fine!" and then to carry on his/her merry way secure in the knowledge of being right.
Well, you know what? If you think I am wrong and this information is wrong... PROVE ME WRONG! I'd LOVE to know that this is bullshit and the world can carry on exactly as it is for another million years.. but... I don't think you're going to be able to tell me that with reasonable sources to back it. But, go on, I challenge you! ;)
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update
11/16 @ 6:53 p.m. - added link
This is totally random but:
If you were to search for the phrase I Like Nipples on google, guess who turns up as the number one hit? Ha!
This song is stuck in my head:
"I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again"
I know that I should be happy that Seton Hill is finally fixing the massive quantities of potholes in the road on the way up the hill. I should be thrilled that said potholes will be fixed and filled in before the winter season hits full force and said potholes become filled with ice and grow even larger. I should be happy and I know this.
So why was I sitting in my car in front of a construction worker this morning at quarter til 11 feeling increasingly irritated as I tapped my fingers on the steering wheel wishing dude would hurry the hell up because there's nothing I hate more than walking into class late?
And why, after ten minutes, when I finally got to move again, along with the long line of cars behind me only to get stuck after the first bend waiting while some dude used a giant rotary blade to hack into the sidewalk, a tool that I fear could easily dismember a line of students or tear my car in half, why did I feel as though I would surely start screaming any moment now?
And why, when I thought about the fact that hello, it's monday morning - people have class, damnit! and refreshed my memory about the astronomical cost of my college education here, why did I get so freaking pissed off? Sure, this could have been done on Saturday and Sunday, but hey! I should be happy, right? Argh.
An Outtake for In the Life by Harvey Fierstein
"If the man is willing to discriminate against an entire minority the right name for him is BIGOT. If that minority you have deemed less than worthy for full human rights is the homosexual community, then the right name for him is HOMEOPHOBE."
thanks, mamarama
Woohoo!
Congratulations to the 75.3% of people who passed the July 2004 Bar Examination in New York City, including my friends Kevin Hickman & Sandra Fried. So don't mess with me, yo, I have legal counsel! ;c)
"Successful Bar Candidates
July 2004 Bar Examination
As of: Friday, November 12, 2004 10:57:38 AM
Listed below are the names of successful candidates from the July 2004 New Jersey Bar Examination. Of the 3265 candidates who sat for this examination, results have been mailed to 3216 candidates. The balance will receive their results after correcting deficiencies in their applications. Of the 3265 applicants who sat, 2459 or 75.3 % passed."
This is way cool:
"10x10 is ever-changing, ever-growing, quietly observing the ways in which we live. It records our wars and crises, our triumphs and tragedies, our mistakes and milestones. When we make history, or at least the headlines, 10x10 takes note and remembers."
"Every hour, 10x10 scans the RSS feeds of several leading international news sources, and performs an elaborate process of weighted linguistic analysis on the text contained in their top news stories. After this process, conclusions are automatically drawn about the hour's most important words. The top 100 words are chosen, along with 100 corresponding images, culled from the source news stories. At the end of each day, month, and year, 10x10 looks back through its archives to conclude the top 100 words for the given time period. In this way, a constantly evolving record of our world is formed, based on prominent world events, without any human input."
Thanks, Eric!
"Screw politics, let’s talk about nipples!"
"Why is the world so crazy about erect nipples? There was an episode of Sex And The City where Samantha sports a pair of fake rubber ones, resulting in the menfolk tripping over her even more so than usual. People spy a pair of perky nips and crow with delight, “That lass is gagging for it!”. But come on people, we know full well this ain’t always the case."
If you blog and no one comments, are you wasting your time?
Let's say you write this awesome entry - you research, you dissect your sources, you analyze, and you write a most stellar entry that you feel really shows your abilities as a writer. You check your email obsessively for the next couple of days waiting, waiting for the comments that are bound to flood your inbox. Only nothing comes, just some junk mail from the newsletter you signed up in class last month and a service promising to boost your penis size.
The next day you write an entry about how your dog Lucky just knocked over your aloe plant, spilling dirt and aloe babies all over your kitchen floor and about how you proceeded to slip on the dirt, thus whacking your head on the edge of the kitchen table and how you now have a lump the size of Nova Scotia on the back of your head and about how you think you are going to drop out of college to become a squirrel herder because you are pretty sure your fall in the kitchen was a "sign." And, lo and behold, twenty people leave you a comment in the next five minutes.
What the heck?
"Bloggers who like reading other blogs, who leave comments on other blogs, and who engage in what I call "xenoblogging" tend to get more comments. If you happen to be someone for whom getting comments is a satisfactory reward for blogging, then you will be encouraged to blog more. If you happen to blog the kind of entries that attract comments, then the more comments you get, the more you will blog. At system that rewards behavior that sustains the system is healthy."
Reflections on an Emerging Academic Weblog Community by Dr. Jerz
Now you're in a bit of a quandry: You could continue to show off your intellectual prowess or you could post a long thoughtful entry about the time your aunt Edna kicked your uncle Eddie where the sun don't shine and how you fell on the floor laughing when his face turned beet red as he buckled over in pain. If you are the type of person who enjoys getting comments on your entries, you will have to consider your audience when you are writing on your blog. Who is reading and what do they like to read?
If all of your readers are cowboy conservatives, Basque sheepherders, or Australian webloggers, you have to take their tastes and interests into consideration when you write. This is not to say, of course, that you should tailor your site to meet the needs of other people - the person you should most be concerned about pleasing is yourself - but if your interactions with your fellow webloggers matter to you, you will want to hone your writing to meet their needs while still writing something that pleases you.
No Good American Will Be Left Behind!
"If George W. Bush is re-elected, single, sexy, American liberals - already a threatened species - will be desperate to escape.
These lonely, afraid (did we mention really hot?) progressives will need a safe haven.
You can help. Open your heart, and your home. Marry an American. Legions of Canadians have already pledged to sacrifice their singlehood to save our southern neighbours from four more years of cowboy conservatism.
thanks, joline, for the burst of hope. :c)
* the link to the actual marryanamerican.ca site wouldn't load for me (too much liberal american traffic? blocked by W? who knows?) so i linked to this that blog talked about it instead. deal.
The process of Wikipedia is different from traditional writing in that the text is more fluid and changeable. On Wikipedia anyone can come along and edit / alter what you have written. It becomes very easy for like-minded individuals to create a site that provides the most update and relevant information.
I definitely have a mixed response to the concept of wikipedia. While I like the idea of the information I need being right at my fingertips and that I would be able to expand on a subject in which I had a particular level of expertise, I have to admit that I am skeptical of the concept. Wikipedia is all fine and good if the administrators are up to the minute on resolving conflicts on information but the possibility is good of getting misleading information and then going back later only to find that information gone.
I doubt that wikipedia will ever serve as a reasonable source in any type of academic paper. People can write papers about wikipedia but not use the encyclopedia itself as a reference point. This further illustrates the disposable nature of information on the internet – this can be good in some respects but give me an old-fashioned book any day.
My emotional response tells me that I am an old-fashioned girl at heart. Give me a book anyday. Even when I do read text from the internet, I always print it out first because reading on a screen gives me a headache. People thought when the internet first came out that it would completely replace books. I sincerely hope this isn’t the case! I’m all for saving the trees, I suppose, but I just can’t bear the thought of not having a hard copy to back me up.
The page I created on Wikipedia:
Creative Writing
Feel free to edit it! That's the whole point! :c)
Oh the irony is killing me!
Here's the best election result I've stumbled across thus far:
Won by Kerry
DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA
Percent Reported: 100
BUSH - 15,144 votes (8.9%)
KERRY - 153,540 votes (89.9%)
(NY Times at 11:07 p.m.
That's his HOMETOWN, man! I think the Redskins were right! Isn't the president supposed to have a hometown advantage or something?
Damn you, Ohio, get those votes counted! Kerry's got Pennsylvania, woo! California, baby, you better not let me down! Okay, okay, I have got to do homework now.... Argh!
Oh, man, this election is killing me! I don't have television, right, (and for good reasons, mind you) so I have to get my information online. I was using the links from AOL (sad but true) to get the update information. And AOL has George W. winning by a landslide! [as of 10:49 p.m.] I'm like, oh man, doing calculations with all the remaining big electoral states, like Pennyslania (K), Calfornia (no results), Michigan & Ohio (too close to tell, but leaning for Bush) and suddenly I think: wait a minute! I'm letting AOL dictate the information that I am receiving? Oh no, this is not a good idea. So I pull up google and starting looking around -
The New York Times has Kerry winning by a landslide! [as of 10:51 p.m.] How can this be? It's the same election, right? This doesn't make any sense! Okay, I'm sure there will be concise number available *eventually* with final tallies, aside from the to-be-expected challenges and arguments. But for right now, I gotta keep searching because one thing tells me this and another one tells me something else all together. But try this on for size:
How would this be for the irony of all ironies: George W. gets the popular vote while John Kerry walks home with the electoral college? Wouldn't that be a kicker? It would serve of G.W. right for last time. ;c)
"For the 70 years that the Redskins have existed under that name, the result of their final home game before the election has been an accurate indicator of the election itself: if the Redskins win, so does the incumbent party. If the Skins lose, the incumbent party is doomed.
After the Packers' victory their safety Darren Sharper, a Kerry supporter, said: 'Oh, yeah, John Kerry's going to win. It's guaranteed.' With a casualness that will make Democratic campaigners' blood run cold, he added: 'I don't have to vote now. Don't even have to go to the polls. Saved me a trip on Tuesday.'"
American Football:
Redskins loss points to new president in White House
I'm not much for sports, but this is interesting! Apparently, the Redskins have been right for the last 17 elections! Crazy!
Today is an exciting day! I've -never- been into politics; most years I couldn't have cared less which pasty white man won the election. I mean, seriously, for the most part, the election of the president has had little to no effect on my life. This year, however, is different.
This election, I feel, will prove to be monumental not just in United States history but in general world history. This election, if you'll pardon my non-French, is a big fucking deal. I hope that everyone out there who has the right to vote is exercising that right!
I think Americans really take our rights for granted in this country. We have freedoms never seen by nations of other human beings but we get so caught up in playing the cultivating material possessions game that most of us never even realize how good we have it. Yes, a lot of negative things can be said about the United States government and about the state of our fair country, but the truth is that we have it damn good in America.
We might not have the right to alter our consciousness through our choice of substance or to truly control what goes in (or out) of our bodies. Yes, women make 76 cents on the dollar to what a man earns for the same work. But we have it good:
We can go to sleep at night without experiencing the fear that a bomb might be dropped on our home while we are in dreamland. We can go to sleep at night without fearing that soldiers with guns will barge into our home demanding a place to sleep. We can go to sleep at night without fearing that our children will be taken away because of our holding an opinion that differs from our government.
We have it damn good. So, I urge you: keep it that way!
Exercise your right to hope or you might as well give your rights away. And none of that third party voting either - it's a nice idea in theory that anyone from any party can run for president but you know and i know that the truth is this: we have two choices - the current President, Mr. George Bush, or the hopeful challenger Mr. John Kerry. A vote for a third party candidate is the exact same thing as giving your vote away.
Now, I have been trying to not push my opinion on anyone this election - I have pushed voting on my friends but I have not pushed a candidate. As a citizen of the United Kingdom, I do not have the right to vote in this country, and therefore, I do not have the right to an opinion as to who you, American citizen, should vote for in this election. However, I am an interested party, since I do live in this country, and I have done a lot of research just for my own benefit. Besides, if you haven't formulated an educated opinion by now, you might never decide.
So I have to push John Kerry. Not because I think John Kerry is such a stellar candidate for president - there are things I like about Kerry and things that I don't - but because he's NOT BUSH.
You cannot make peace by starting war. The idea is so contradictory in nature that I can't even believe that people buy it! It would be like me walking into a convienence store with a shotgun and saying that I just wanted to make SlurpeeMart a safer place. It's bullshit, pure and simple.
Do you know how much the president makes every year? $400,000. Do you know how much George Bush made from this war so far? $2.5 million dollars. Do you honestly thing the war is being fought in the name of all-holy democracy? I don't.
So as a nice Republican fellow I met this weekend stated when I asked who he'd be voting for, "Anyone but Bush."
It's not a great argument for John Kerry but I think it will win him the election, not that we'll have any idea who actually wins the election until next month. You remember the Florida shit from last year's election? This year's election is going to be a circus! It will be even worse than last year because people are watching it! I almost wish I had cable television so I could watch the shit go down. You'll have to keep me posted. And in the meantime, get out there and VOTE! :c)
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