Friday, February 3, 2012

POOPED OUT ON POLITICS

I'm weary, worn out

Can't take it anymore -- people telling me hour by hour, day by day, what's good, what's bad, what's sinful, dangerous, awful, shocking, wrong.

Hammered down, I am, by all the polls -- last year's, this year's, yesterday's, today's polls -- that prove who's winning, who's losing.

Weighted down, yes, I am -- from the scary, terrible news about my country -- this and that is failing, worsening every day.

I don't want to hear more stuff about this or that candidate --how much money they have, what taxes they're paying-not paying, and what this guy and that guy did wrong in his private or his public life.

I love Rachel Maddow but I can't handle her peppy, clear, accurate reports -- revelations about other seriously corrupt things that are going on.

Yii! Super Pacs. When, how, did they creep into our everyday news?

Yes, the curfew tolls the knell of parting day. But now, Super Pacs are knelling the DOOM of democracy where we the people used to actually pick and elect our leaders.

The commercials -- the brilliantly finessed truthful sounding untruths in Super Pac commercials -- dear God, the tons of money the Pac-guys are pouring into controlling who's going to be our next president!

Duh ... that's all I can mumble, about lower class, poor Dems who don't have the Voter Id's that a lot of Repub states already require, that force folks to spend $$ to prove where and when they were born, IF they want to vote.

Meanwhile, one candy candidate is winning, the other's bubble gum is popping, while what's-his-name is doing great but hasn't got a chance or does he? He's logically explaining how the unqualified do-nothing Muslim in the White House, "Entertainer of the Year" is handing out food stamps.

Sing-a-long -- "Tramp, tramp, tramp, Repub-boys are marching, cheer up comrades they are tramping into the mud everything that's crud, which is ABSOLUTELY everything.

Yep, the current Congress runs the depressed, stymied fearful, unsure country -- they're the boss not the Pres.

Hard to breathe under the heavy blanket of words about why we've got to get the floundering Pres OUT of the oval office -- it's a matter of life and death.

Hey lookie! Grab a laugh at the mashup of singing celebs -- Obama, Senators 1995, Reagan 1952, Cain, Clinton, McCain, Orin Hatch, Dennis Kucinich. John Ashcroft. Gee, wow, wooee -- wouldn't it be nice if presidential hopefuls started singing and went for a little harmony!

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