Sunday, January 15, 2012

January 15, 2012 It's REALLY My Car



You know how a car becomes "yours" after you spill something in it? Or drive across the barren wasteland of western Kansas in a blizzard? Or get your first door ding?


My car becomes MY car when I make it my personal political billboard.


Much to CB's consternation, it didn't take long for me to get my Obama and Human Rights Watch stickers on my car.


I have several motivations for bedazzling my car in such a way.


First, I can tell any sack boy at any grocery store, "Mine is the car with the Obama (Kerry, Edwards, Dukasis, Clinton, you get the idea) sticker." They'll find the right car. It's not like there are many choices.


Second, the yellow equal sign of Human Rights Watch makes the dumbasses in this state think I am a math professor and generally wave and act real friendly. Then they get close enough to see the Obama sticker and their heads explode. For every rightwing exploding head, I get a gold star in my crown.


Third, it is important that the majority know that there are others sharing their space who do not agree with them. I happen to be one of those.


About my support for Obama, let me say that the rat bastards the repuglicans have paraded out as their presidential contenders makes my stomach churn. I can not imagine under what circumstances I would vote for any repuglican (that's right ANY repuglican) for president. Across the board they are an evil, despicable, money grubbing, child eating, short sighted bunch of mental pygmies (sorry about that, pygmies). Not to put too fine a point on it.


You know those people who say "I vote for the person, not the party?" They're full of shit. If the canidate is of the party that hates poor people and old people and students and the middle class and diversity and health insurance for everyone, then you better vote for the Democrat. You will save yourself, and your country, a lot of heartache in the long run.


Glad I could help.