Thursday, October 1, 2015

Will You Return to the U.S. in 2024 After Clinton is Gone

Voting for Clinton's boobs will get America wasted as Clinton will be bombing the Middle East with the best of them and she thinks she has to prove something with Putin.  Russia isn't sexist and he will kill her.  She will deserve it and so will you for electing any of these warmongering embarrassments.  GOP will do it for money and she will do it for boobs, little difference.

Vote for the boobs - how fucking simple can you get.

If you want to support a real woman, vote for Cecile Richards, president of Planned Parenthood.  She, unlike Clinton, fights a righteous battle and continues to stand straight-up.  She, also unlike Clinton, is not a mealy-mouthed, poll-driven word dancer.  Cecile Richards is a woman I would support whereas Clinton is just another Washington hack ... with boobs ... and surrounded by more of them.


In leaving the country after a Clinton win:  you should already have your passport immediately accessible to you.  Your passport is freedom whereas politicians, particularly the lesser pols, never are.  It requires about $100 and a passport pic you can get for small dollars at CVS and many other places.  That's it.  Never wait until the last minute to get a passport because it's not typically a fast thing.


It is legally-required to exit the U.S. using the same passport as you will return, assuming Clinton leaves anything which is not aflame.  This is important if you will acquire dual citizenship which is legal and is one of the greatest protections in the world.  The duality permits you to throw out pseudo-nationalism and learn for the first time about being a real citizen anywhere.

Abandoning U.S. citizenship is not difficult and will not prevent you from returning assuming you have acquired dual citizenship prior to that time.  It may be more difficult to re-enter the U.S. but renouncing your U.S. citizenship doesn't cost much of anything, particularly if your second passport is EU.  That is the model I have chosen as I have found the EU passport to be supremely important in my life.  I have not renounced U.S. citizenship although there is a good chance I will if any of the low-rent bounders foisted on us as Presidential candidates actually wins anything.

Except for Bernie Sanders.  He votes for principles rather than corporate interests and he considers people before he considers boobs, skin color, etc.  Likely he knows breast cancer research gets plenty of research dollars and plenty of medical attention.  Much of the Think Pink advertising is only complaining that people get breast cancer (i.e. sometimes men as well.  Believe it) but the fact is only the medical community can do it and the research is well-funded.  He definitely knows the importance of #BlackLivesMatter whereas the others get mealy-mouthed and / or defensive about it.


Bernie Sanders will give no reason to choose leaving the country whereas all of the other Presidential candidates leave no other choice ... or live with the ongoing embarrassment of what they do to the country, its integrity, and its reputation.

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Stone skipping - the sacred art of stone skipping (video)

CNN Acquires - taking capital punishment to its logical conclusion: television

Tips - Soliciting more historical topics

Medical Mayhem - a fine day of medical mayhem - hasn't been one of those in a while

Joe Biden - the neo Boss Tweed

Neglected - more about the medical

"The Count" - comparison of two versions of "The Count of Monte Cristo" - maybe not as dry as it sounds

Upgrade to El Capitan - do ya, don't ya, will ya, won't ya.  Apple's latest OS X

Historical Documents - these ones usually do well so let's do more

Living Well - no question of the best revenge of it and here's how it worked recently

CNN Acquires Broadcast Rights on Executions by Guillotine in America

Ever since introduction of the guillotine in Georgia as the current default method of execution, CNN has been lobbying with the broadcast company for exclusive rights to carry television coverage.  Naturally Georgia chose this method first because there's a desperate need to somehow top Texas.  Georgia met the Texas Challenge and has executed a woman, just like Texas, so the logical and inevitable next move is to make it photogenic and put it on television.

So the whiny perp calls up her mother and sez, all kinda weepy, 'Mom, I got some good news and some bad news.  First, the good news.  I'm gonna be on TV.'

So I talks with the director and he tells me, we got to make it sexy.  We gots to make it a happenin' thing.  You get me?

He sees me nod my head and then he sez, we call it America Deals with the Harsh Reality of Capital Punishment.  You know, call it what you like.  The public won't come back until we treat capital punishment like NASCAR.  Give them crashes and they will come.

Then he sez, lethal injection is worthless for broadcast and that's why CNN did not elect to purchase the TV rights the first time Georgia tried to sell them.  See, the perp gets dead by going to sleep, sometimes taking up to an hour and a half to do so (e.g. Arizona).  Unless you get lucky and get a botched execution, your viewers ain't comin' back, see.  That's boring.  Bad television.


Then he almost weeps as he sez, The Guillotine.

I am reborn, he sez.

For a minute he buries his head in his hands and sez repeatedly, Oh God, it's all so beautiful.


He doesn't stop and next he sez, here's what you do.  Put an action cam on the perp's head.  That way we will get all the action when they chop off his head and it bounces into the basket.

Listen to me, kid, he sez.  We will make millions on this, billions.  Billions!


See, we go with the close-up on the perp from the No. 3 camera so we can watch the walk up to the Guillotine.  Then we cut to the No. 2 after the perp has his head in the contraption and they're almost ready to chop it.  We want to see those pre-death eyes and see if he sweats.  Oh, man, I love this.

Hold it, hold it.  He practically screams when he sez, we need three more cams for the walk up to the Guillo.  Maybe he tries to cut and run so they shoot him.  We don't want to miss that.

I not to agree as, of course, we don't want to miss that.


Practically ranting he sez will have special audio on each side of the Guillo so we can get high-resolution audio of that blade sliding down from the top and when it goes, CHUNK, and chops off the perp's head.  Man, if he makes any little noise, we will hear it.  This is all so great.  I love it.  I love it!


What do you think for music he asks me.  I suggested the Bay City Rollers but he didn't like that much.  He's thinking more along a Tarantino theme and wants to go with surf rock.  We hope he doesn't mean "Surfer Girl."

Note:  the song is awful but the Surfer Girls ... whew.


"The Count of Monte Cristo" - Marginal Review of Classic / Current

Unknown how many times "The Count of Monte Cristo" has been turned into a movie but the versions of interest for this article are one which was filmed around 2002 and another which was filmed in 1975.  It would be novel if the newer one adhered more faithfully to the story line ... but it didn't.

The '75 version starred Richard Chamberlain as Edmund Dantes.  Perhaps there are earlier versions but this became the classic in elegant revenge movies.  Alexander Dumas' telling of the story is an exceptional portrayal of a gamut of deep human experience.  Despite the deepest possible love, the desire for revenge is supreme and it is exacted mercilessly, all except for the duel with the Count Mondego's son, Albert.

Albert was the son of Mercedes, the first and only love of his life, and she married the Count Mondego years after Edmund Dantes was railroaded into exile in the Chateau D'if, a prison on an island from which no-one had ever escaped.

The revenge portion of the movie is calculated precisely and it ruins or kills all of the perpetrators of the Count's betrayal.  This part is delicious as we all have that fantasy of the Great Fantasy Payback.  The elegance of the way Richard Chamberlain plays this part is exceptional as he is one dashing Count of Monte Cristo.  As men go, he is one beautiful man who is remarkably good-looking with striking, chiseled features.

(Ed:  marry him? )

I emailed a marriage proposal but he (sob) never answered.


It's when the target of the revenge moves on to Albert, we have all of the human passions blowing up at the same time.  Albert is the son the Count of Monte Cristo and Mercedes, the Countess Mondego, might have had together.  The wild first love of children is re-ignited while there is the ongoing drive to make those bastards burn.  But how can I shoot the kill the kid who might have been ours.  Albert knows nothing so the only way to stop him from avenging his father is to shoot him.

This is the point where the '02 version and the classic '75' version shoot off in different directions and they do shoot as the directions don't resemble each other.

The '05' version has the love burning even larger than when they were kids, Albert is actually Edmund's true son, and they go off to the island with the treasure to live happily and in immense wealth forever.  In plain English, this is Hollywood crap piled all the way to the Moon.  That is not how the story ends and they covered it with chocolate to make it palatable for wimps who can't handle reality.  There was extensive revision to the ending of the story.


The '75' version features the final meeting between the Count and Mercedes before she leaves to meet her son in Africa.  It all comes down to one sentence.  'Avenging angels may not ask forgiveness of their victims.'

That such an important point was thrown out to sell chocolate in the '02 version is not forgivable.  The '02 version has many good things to it, one of which is the much deeper focus on the pirates who had initially pulled Edmund Dantes from the water after his escape.  One is featured prominently for the remainder of the movie but the ending is still not satisfying.  They make a really beautiful swimming pool but that made it so shallow it might have been a child's wading pool.

To end the '75 version, Mercedes is taken out to the ship to take her to Africa and the Count knows he will never see again.  She knows it as well and neither want this to happen but neither can shed what the Count did in the course of his revenge and love could not grow back to anywhere near where it was when it is so much poisoned by that.

That, for me, tells it perfectly as, sure, you can go ahead and exact your revenge but don't think for a moment it will bring you happiness or peace in doing it.  The point is so vital ... but, wtf, must sell chocolate in '02.  The '75 version is not as pretty as the '05 telling but it has much greater depth and true relevance to anyone.

I Ain't Even Believin' This or Paxil for Poofery

Plenty of drama of late and it didn't stop, I just stopped saying anything about because no-one needs a play-by-play.

The big punchline today is even VA, who actually gives a rip about what becomes of you, is supporting the belief in significant problems still being caused by withdrawal from Klonopin / Clonazepam.  Kersa confirmed material I have read online about substantial problems with anything from that line of pharmaceuticals (e.g. Valium, Klonopin, etc).  Important to that is the knowledge you absolutely don't stop them quickly.  The situation is known generically as a 'benzo crisis' or 'benzo problem,' etc.  Generically means across the country rather summing up my own.

Note:  this is the biggest reason for the post.  I'm not stable and that doesn't mean violent but it does mean sound becomes like what reefer does to it ... but bouncing it off the Moon with laser beams first.  It's going to be kind of weird for a while but, that's ok, as I do weird a whole lot better than I do passive.


Additional meds were prescribed to deal with ... stand back for the I Ain't Even Believin' This ... the meds are to deal with anxiety.  She assured me specifically and this was my highest interest in medication some while:  these are not habit-forming and you can stop at any time if any troubles.

My response was, hey, hey, what does anxiety have to do with it.  I've jumped out of aircraft, crashed who knows how many motorcycles ...

She says, no, no, not the same thing.

She's right too as I would do such things but I would still be afraid of them.  That doesn't back-door me into my definition of courage which is when you're afraid of something, you do it anyway.  That alone is not sufficient as there has to be some positive purpose to it, etc.  There was a purpose as such things bestow an enormous appreciation of life but that's not enough to call it courage for doing them.  Complicated word so that will do it for now.

So, ok, there's an anxiety situation and I told her I would take her lead on what to do about it.


Maggie assured me specifically and this was my highest interest in medication in some while:  these are not habit-forming and you can stop at any time if any troubles.  (She said it's ok to call her Maggie but I've never been comfortable addressing medical people in that way)


She said Paxil was a possibility and that one I refused immediately.  It's the same as putting my head in a bucket.  If I do that, I'm already dead.  This was not a debate but rather her suggestions of possibilities.  Paxil has been tried before and it did not go well.  No harm was done but, after some time, you find you're not doing all that much.  That's Paxil and it will give you passivity ... if you should feel you actually need that.

Paxil and drugs and other of these serotonin reuptake inhibitors (SRI) are known popularly as 'pecker wreckers' and do believe this chemical is more destructive sexually than bouncing my balls off the gas tank in the last big crash.  That's not even a tiny exaggeration.  This stuff is bad news.  (Zoloft is another in this category, also Prozac and others)  The shrinks say, regarding any pecker wreckery, 'oh sure, we have stuff for that.'  (Just another little pill, right)

Note:  I have zero interest in Scientology as any generic ban on anything is worthless to me, it's just another form of tyranny.  If any drug is effective to purpose then it may be suitable for my needs.  However, if a drug takes more than it gives then it is a bad drug.  Paxil is a bad drug.

(Ed:  what does this have to do with poofery?)

Nothin'.  Tabloid title.  I'm such a slut and I'm so ashamed.


Follow-up is some type of nuclear test to look for heart blockage, probably not the good side of 50/50, and biopsy skin cancer.  The latter has been worrying me the most as I've had my share of basal cell carcinoma and the rest of the family should damn sure be seeing dermatologists.  Growing up in Australia means we were fried before we ever even left the gate.  That's not a problem, it only means being attentive.  Most of the time, they can just nick off the basal cell stuff and you're back on the street again.  Melanoma, I gather, is what kills Jimmy Carter right now.

Note:  I told them of the problem at the JPS hospital and they weren't interested.  I've had multiple skin cancers, I know what they look like.

This isn't melodrama but reality ... which winds up being melodrama most of the fookin' time anyway.  That's where it stands and no more to dwell in it.  There is some calming effect from VA moving toward discovering what happens rather than 'no insurance, get the fuck out' (i.e. last week).  They gave me one 325 mg tab of aspirin and a shot of saline (dead serious).  All fixed, get out.




I asked Kersa if a lot of the ones she sees are broke and she told me almost all of them, that's why they come to VA.  If you really want to understand 'be all you can be' then you seriously need to go out to VA as you never will otherwise.

Veterans Administration motto: All gave some / Some gave all

Tea Party motto: we give nothing.


As mentioned by one much wiser than I (i.e. just about anyone):




Some don't even believe the problem exists or it's only wastrel welfare bums or some type of cartoon thinking of that nature.  The problem is real.  I'm living it.

Stone Skipping - The Most Sacred American Art Form (video)

There was a recent stone skipping event in which a man in Vermont skipped a stone from one side of a lake to the other.  We are not worthy before the King of the Stone Skippers, Kurt 'Mountain Man' Steiner.  (The Guardian:  Stone skimmed 300ft from one side of Vermont lake to the other – video)

Get this:  he did NOT break the record.  Since we cannot embed that video, maybe there's another one.  The art of stone skipping was probably not invented in America ... but this country appears to have perfected it.

Well ...


We discover Kurt Steiner is the once and future King of the Stone Skippers.  He does hold the world record and here's the video:





Note:  unclear why but the art of stone skipping seems more cherished in New England than anywhere else.  Bravo!

Neglected Notification Earlier

If anything gets strange at the clinic, Yevette has numbers for Tinkerbell and Mystery Lady.  If you don't hear anything by this afternoon, they will know what's happening.

Sorry about the melodrama but here's some of the other kind:



There's some story floating about all over the place online about some drunk who picked up a raccoon to help unlock his car.  The above gives you a small idea of what really would have happened.  Maybe these people spend all their time on social networks and never see any animals unless they, infrequently, go to the zoo.

Check out those molars, huh.  Way, more than humans, way more.  Don't screw with raccoons as you haven't even looked at the claws yet.

Apple Upgrade to El Capitan or Safari 9.0 Standalone

There are enough warnings in reviews regarding El Capitan, Apple's latest OS X release, to indicate wait until the .1 release which fixes bugs.  That's not a big surprise and was generally the plan anyway.  Difficulties seem esoteric but Apple can sort them out anyway before we will be making the move here.

However, Apple released today a standalone version of Safari 9.0, the El Capitan version of the browser.  There is supposed to be a mechanism to disable audio for a specific tab but I haven't found it yet.  That could be useful for dealing with sites like CNN which are lousy with auto-start videos to force you to watch commercials.  The software seems to be stable so this will be the holding position until the update release comes out.

Apple also released iBooks Author 2.4, most likely the best of the digital authoring tools for books.  There are many which generate ePub documents but they have no particular intelligence whereas there are many capabilities in the Apple format for ebooks which go far beyond that (e.g. embedded video, etc).  The update is not all that interesting but required to keep up to standard.

After a certain measure of bumpiness after the upgrade to OS X Yosemite, ultimately caused by an erratic failure in the power supply, the enthusiasm for immediately upgrading is not high but it will happen in due time (i.e. when the update is released).


Something unusual about Safari 9.0 is it doesn't seem to know where the cursor should be go.  While writing this blog entry, the trackball was used to place the cursor ... but it didn't visibly move whereas it did logically (i.e. it would type in the right place when I started but not until I started typing at the new location).  It's odd but not at all insufferable.

Yep, best to hold at this point for the moment.

Joe Biden / Hunter Biden and In-Your-Face Political Patronage

Joe Biden installed his son, Hunter Biden, as an attorney for the largest private natural gas company in Ukraine.  We're sure he has a glib explanation of how this is not political patronage but we have no time for second-raters who never accomplish anything beyond giving favors to themselves.

Hunter Biden's qualifications toward becoming an international executive are clear:

Thrown out of the Navy for cocaine abuse (WSJ)

He's a cheater slutbag with an account on Ashley Madison (Breitbart).  Naturally, Biden claims it is fake but it was created in the same place he works.

These types of low standards are precisely why there is such an era of political outrage in which it is not only common but anticipated they will do such things.


Political patronage is what Joe Biden was guilty of doing in using his influence to get the job for Hunter Biden.  This is the same thing which came from the era of the city bosses such as Boss Cox in Cincinnati (WIKI:  George B Cox) and this was in the style of Boss Tweed of New York City (WIKI: William M Tweed).  This kind of corruption is endemic in politics but the blatant arrogance of the installation of Hunter Biden.  Typically this is known as 'influence peddling' and they put you in jail for it ... if you're on the wrong political team.

(Ed:  this is not political bashing?)

Many potential candidates were interviewed by me for sensitive positions, high-paying jobs and anyone with a cocaine bust on the record would have been dismissed sight unseen.  There is no way I am going to depend on a coke monkey for anything.

(Ed:  too harsh?)

Really.  Tell me the last time you hired someone with a crack problem.

Anyone with such a record would never have reached my desk as such a candidate would never have made it through the screening by Human Resources.  That Hunter Biden got so high (cough) with such a record shows me someone convinced them not to look at it.


So, you want to call planting him in an international, high-paying job with that on his record anything but political patronage?  You will have to make one hell of a persuasive case given the evidence.

Political Correctness and the New Racism #BlackLivesMatter

Thanks to invention of N-word, we are enjoying the greatest efflorescence of racism in America since the birth of the Ku Klux Klan.  Call that hyperbole if you wish but doing so leaves only one conclusion:  you did not see the reaction to #BlackLivesMatter.  Republicans were outraged over the protest with most apparently missing the point of a protest ... it's supposed to piss you off or it has failed.  In this regard it was exceptionally successful but it hasn't accomplished anything except to polarize and identify this as possibly the most racist generation of Republicans ever to greet the Earth.

(Ed:  how so for 'more racist?')

They're sneakier about it.  When you are free to use N-word, you can bring up skin color any time you feel like it and no-one can protest because, hey, I didn't say 'nigger,' man.  Back the fuck off.

The consequence of that is I've heard N-word vastly more times in my life than I ever heard anyone say 'nigger,' vastly more.  Skin color didn't become less prevalent as a topic for discussion but rather much more so.  The typical play with journalists has been they will note someone said 'nigger' and then they will ask why so they can analyze it.  That results in in-your-face racism which did nothing to ameliorate the problem but rather amplified it.

(Ed:  you seriously tag journos for the increasingly racist vibe in the country?)

Sure, you tellin' me the shoe doesn't fit?


The longer consequence of all of this is Donald Trump rants about criminals and rapists coming from Mexico ... to tremendous applause.  Donald Trump knows very well you can't say 'nigger' in America but you can say anything you like about Muslims and Mexicans because, well, everyone hates those motherfuckers, right.  It's not racist, tho.  No way.

It's the same thing with Jeb Bush implying black people are wastrels and Democrats solicit their support by 'giving them things.'  You wouldn't find anyone more racist without a Klan robe but this he can do on national television.

Embarrassing America before the world ... most nights ... on Fox News.


'Nigger' is one dirty fucking word but it is honest in its outrage.  If anyone uses it anywhere then anyone hearing it knows immediately 'this is one evil bastard.'

'N-word' is a nigger in a dress and we saw yesterday how Caitlyn Jenner got away with vehicular homicide in her dress.  Putting that asshole in a dress didn't change anything.

Note:  Jenner killed someone due to vehicular manslaughter after rear-ending one car which subsequently pushed another into some kind of harm and that driver was killed.  Lawyers ruled there was not enough evidence for prosecution even after the police investigative team said there was.  So it goes with justice in California.


Black Lives DO Matter and just as much as your own.  Caitlyn Jenner's life will only matter when she atones for what she did.  We do not anticipate that happening any time soon.

Tips on Historical Documents

For any crazy story, I'm happy to write it but first I have to remember it.  There's probably not a good way to write the story if I didn't at least see it.

Otherwise, I would have to write stories about my three sisters in Cincinnati picking up the entire Australian soccer team and taking them home to meet our ol' Parents ... blind drunk at two in the morning.

(Ed:  dude, that really happened)

Well, sure ... but who would believe it.  You really had to be a participant or the story won't have the details it needs.


The Great Party with the drag races out in front of the house, various (cough) activities taking place on lawns around the neighborhood, and cops waiting for people to leave as that made them easier to bust.  That was when someone went through a wall on the third floor as well.  Coincidentally, it was not long after that when I learned about drywall, albeit with limited success.

(Ed:  possible comedy potential)


We shall see.  Meanwhile, if you are light on the minimum daily requirement of ennui, you have the entire Internet at your disposal.  Enjoy ... or ... well, don't.

Medical Mayhem in the Ayhem plus Miscellaneous Miscellany

Some improvement but mostly I get hush puppies.  It was tiresome to write anything when nothing much changes.  Managing the panic has become somewhat easier but it's unclear whether that comes from awareness of the problem or recession of the effects of the Klonopin withdrawal.

Doctor (i.e. P.A.) in the morning and likely this will set off a series of diagnostics.  That's what will set off the fishing test and the question remains as to whether the fish is worth catching.  That's not any valuation on myself but rather a review of what they will do to me to keep me being myself.

Note:  my primary doctor at Veterans Administration is not a doctor.  She is highly-talented but she's not a doctor.  She is first to tell you as she's not pretending anything.  The VA does the best it possibly can with what it gets (i.e. not much).  She's tough and she works long hours, much longer than required.  She's known only as Kersa, she's that kind of cool, and they speak of her with great respect in the clinic.


A statement of direction will be validated tomorrow regarding DNR Type A and this is the most fundamental form of Do Not Resuscitate which takes effect only for drama in which they could bring you back but you probably won't want them to do it, at least I wouldn't (e.g. heart attack, stroke).  In the latter case, stab me in the eyes with steely knives before that.

Without the guitar, breathing has no value.  It's what I do.  I'm high risk for both so it seems a reasonable precaution. The discussion isn't closed but unknown if better via voice than text to carry it anywhere.

The objective isn't simply to whine and wail as maybe somebody gets something from it, even if it's only, dayum, I'm NEVER doing what that dumb sumbitch did.

Note:  be careful about what you decide not to do as cigarettes have been infinitely more destructive than anything else in my life, even the U.S. Army and various girlfriends over a history as dodgy as Evel Knievel's history of crashing motorcycles.


Mystery Lady, this probably means being out the door by 10 a.m. Texas / 11 a.m. Ohio.  Prior to that likely won't work well.  Yevette had some big hassles today so unknown if the telephone did anything.

Diet is the biggest bitch as getting anything halfway healthy is so difficult.  I much prefer eating Greek for taste and health but ... every time I catch one, the Greek runs away.

Maestro, rim shot, please.  Hat tip to Rodney Dangerfield.


The doctor at JPS was unimpressive as his knowledge in several areas was weak.  For example, he had never heard of a visual migraine.  My only thought at that point was, dayum, did you read ANY of the medical books.

Note:  I have one starting now.  If you know the diamond of snakes, you know how it goes.  As soon as you see the snakes, it's best to stop whatever you are doing.  But that doesn't deter the mania.  Acid doesn't make you crazy but this does.  Unclear whether it's best to Jedi the snakes back into the cave as that can have other consequences.

(Ed:  thanks from all the stoners.  They all ran into the street screaming about snakes in the cave.)

We aim to please.


More happens than the Klonopin withdrawal and that's been one massive bitch.  How much I'm willing to take to discover what else is happening remains to be seen.  This is not defeatist as you have to take hold of this stage of things because no-one else will.  That's nothing to do with friends and family but rather being a ping pong ball in an underfunded system.


Sorry it's not all that funny but it's rough-riding these days and you can check out Jessica Valenti in her tight li'l blue jeans but this is real and it comes as it will.  She's on The Guardian talking about feminism and her tight li'l blue jeans.  A more stultifyingly boring date would be tough to imagine.

Yah, Jessie girl, that is a word.  Love your journalism.  Don't ever change.


We need visions from eagles and instead we get them from turtles.  Yes, Donald Trump said he would immediately deport any space aliens which land on Earth.

When asked what if the space aliens try to deport him, Trump replied, "The hair is actually aluminum foil and that protects me from their alien space rays.  See, always thinking.  Smart.  Very smart."


We also heard from Carly Fiorina and asked her for her position on Syria.  She replied, "Abortion."

We asked her about management of Wall Street speculation and cowboy behavior there.  She replied, "Abortion."

And so on.


Mostly the GOP just screws with us as they're not stupid, they're not going to vote for these morons either.  They laugh until they cry seeing Socialists getting panicked over it, tho.

Conehead 1:  Oy, oy, did you see what this pinko said about Rand Paul??

Conehead 2:  Wah, he's still running??

Conehead 1:  I guess so.  So the Socialist pinko said Rand Paul is the bastard son of Newt Gingrich.

Conehead 2:  No shit??  Nice job!

Conehead 1:  Serious!  Great, isn't it.  There was another saying Marco Rubio fucks cheerleaders using his cellphone.  Who writes this stuff for them?

Conehead 2:  No idea but they're killin' me.  Say, how about another tok on the pipe, my bruthaaaa?