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2004-11-03 11:18:00 I hate bush. No this isn't a comment on homosexuality. A really cool article, Wallow In Chaos, And Laugh A Bush-leaning outcome and one enormous bitter pill and you without your vodka, is presented behind this cut. I thought about listing the whole thing but it's long and would piss someone off. But READ IT. Its disturbing.
Wallow In Chaos, And Laugh
A Bush-leaning outcome and one enormous bitter pill and you without
your vodka - By Mark Morford, SF Gate Columnist
Wednesday, November 3, 2004
Oh dear God please not again.
Oh dear God please don't let it be all convoluted and depressing
and messy and stupid and please don't let it all embarrass us on
an international level all over again even more than it already
has and even more than it already is and even more than we've
endured lo these past four debilitating and soul-crushing
years. Hello? Please? Is it already too late?
Why yes, yes it is.
And lo and behold, it's apparently another completely tortuous
and entirely knotted presidential election, still not finished
and still not all ironed out and as of this writing Ohio is
headed for a recount and Kerry still has a glimpse of a chance,
and hence we still don't really know the outcome, even though
it appears to be leaning toward the utterly appalling notion
of another four years of Bush and another Republican stranglehold
of Congress and repeated GOP chants of "More War in '04!"
Which is, well, simply staggering. Mind-blowing. Odd. Gut-
wrenching. Colon-knotting. Eyeball-gouging. And so on.
You want to block it out. You want to rend your flesh and yank your
hair and say no way in hell and lean out your window and scream
into the Void and pray it will all be over soon, even though you
know you're an atheist Buddhist Taoist Rosicrucian Zen Orgasmican
and you don't normally pray to anything except maybe the gods of
really exceptional sake and skin-tingling sex and maybe a few
luminous transcendental deities that look remarkably like Jenna
Jameson.
It simply boggles the mind: We've already had four years of
some of the most appalling and abusive foreign and domestic
policy in American history, some of the most well-documented
atrocities ever wrought on the American populace and it's all
combined with the biggest and most violently botched and grossly
mismanaged war since Vietnam, and still much of the nation still
insists in living in a giant vat of utter blind faith, still
insists on believing the man in the White House couldn't possibly
be treating them like a dog treats a fire hydrant.
Inexplicable? Not really. People want to believe. They want to
trust their leaders, even against all screaming, neon-lit
evidence and stack upon stack of flagrant, impeachment-grade
lie. They simply cannot allow that Dubya might really be an
utter boob and that they are being treated like an abused,
beaten housewife who keeps coming back for more, insisting
her drunk husband didn't mean it, that she probably had it
coming, that the cuts and bruises and blood and broken bones
are all for her own good.
And this election, it might be all be very amusing, in a Mel
Gibsony, blood-drenched hamburger-of-Christ sorta way, were it
not so sad and dangerous. It might all be tolerable and cute,
in a violence-engorged, sexist, video-gamey sorta way, were it
not so lopsided and wrong.
This election's apparent outcome, this heartbreaking proof of
a nation split more deeply and decisively than ever, it simply
reinforces the feeling among much of the educated populace: It
is a weirdly embarrassing time to be an American. It is jarring
and oddly shattering and makes you rethink what it really means
to be a part of this country. The answer: It doesn't mean much
at all. Not really. Not anymore.
This is the common wisdom on the progressive Left. Those first
four toxic Bush years? A fluke. A phantasm. A stolen election.
A gaffe, a mugging, a crime. But this? An election this close
makes you reconsider. Maybe, after all, we aren't nearly as far
along as we think. Maybe we're not all that sophisticated or
nuanced or respectable a nation as we sometimes dare to dream.
Maybe, in fact, we're regressing, back to the days of guns and
sexism and pre-emptive violence, of environmental abuse and no
rights for women and an sincere hatred of gays and foreigners
and minorities. Sound familiar? It should: It's the modern GOP
platform.
Here's the thing: For tens of millions of us, it is simply
unconscionable that we could possibly be led for another four
years by a small and spoiled little man who has very little
real idea what he's doing and even less of how the hell he
got there. It would be funny, in a Adam Sandler, toilet-
humored sort of way, were it not so poisonous and depressing.
And yet it looks like we're stuck with it, like a shard
of glass buried deep in the eye.
And the rest of the world? Well, it can only watch us and
shake its collective head and wonder just what the hell is
wrong with us, why so many millions of us would even
consider re-electing the world's most inept and war-hungry
and insanely inarticulate man to four more years of unchecked
power, why our much-hyped much-coveted supposedly ultra-
superior democratic system is so very deeply blotchy and
knotty and spoiled.
So then, to much of Europe, Asia, Canada, Mexico, Russia,
the Middle East -- to all those dozens of major world
nations who want Bush out almost as much as the educated
people of America, to you we can only say: We are so very,
very sorry. We don't know how it happened, either. For tens
of millions of us, Bush is not our president and never will
be. That's how divisive. That's how dangerous. That's how
very sad it
has become.
And all signs point to the fact that the GOP steamroller
appears to be just too powerful, just too well-oiled and
blood soaked and fear inducing to be stopped just yet. After
all, the Right has been working on this master plan and
building their takeover strategy for about forty years.
It's gonna take those of us working for change and progress
and raw spiritual juice a little more than one or two
to dissolve
it away like the cancer it so obviously is.
Apparently, there are lessons yet to be learned. Apparently
we must hit some sort of new low between now and 2008,
attain some sort of seriously vicious status in the world
before we will snap out of it. You think?
This much is clear: We are not, should Bush finally be
declared the victor, headed for buoyancy and friendship and
sincere hope for something new and refreshing. We are not,
with another four years of what we just endured, headed
toward any sort of easing of bitter tension, a sense of
levity, or sexual openness, or true education,
or gender respect, or a lightness of spirit and of step.
Maybe the best we can hope for, at this ominous and
slightly sickening moment, is one hell of a lot more patience.
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©2004 SF Gate
2004-11-03 12:35:00 i hate bush
I think i'll begin every post with that headline. All the bush voters are gloating now that Kerry is conceding. Assmunches. But I did just have a good conversation with the Master Sergeant in the office who is a Kerry fan. He was amazed that there weren't more Kerry people in the military. It was interesting. 2004-11-04 10:45:00 i'm convinced it's raining and gloomy and miserable because bush won the election. Someone upstairs is pissed. I will let this go eventually...like maybe 2008. 2004-11-05 14:59:00 A tshirt for everyone Well, a tshirt for anyone with a brain. The American travelers apology shirt: On the front: American Traveler International Apology Shirt. On the back: "I'm sorry my president's an idiot. I didn't vote for him." (in the six official UN languages). Black text on ash gray. Look at it Here" 2004-11-08 09:32:00 Christmas and holiday season SO, it looks like the holiday gods are shining on me and I will be familyless for Christmas. I am thinking of having a get together that night or morning depending on how things finalize. I'll keep you, yes you, posted. Oh BTW, weekends fucking suck. Well not all of the weekend but some of it. This was week 5 in the great misunderstanding of 2004 and it's getting on my nerves. You know when you want to spend every waking moment with someone but then you never end up spending a reasonable amount of time, like a weekend, with that person. It's driving me crazy. Agh 2004-11-08 20:50:00 ok so the trailer for SWIII rocks HARD core. Roler Coaster Tycoon 3 is a rad game. Below is a photo of Jack and I - sort of. You can design you own 'peeps' and have them roam around the park and experience things. This is a photo of Jack and I on one of the rides that I made. SO MUCH FUN
2004-11-12 13:11:00 And I'm listening to the Rent soundtrack why? So I need as ask if I am a stuck up acting kinda guy. I have noticed that I have a hard time making friends and I dont know why. I know I am shy to a horrible degree and that, I have been told, comes across as stuck up. Its just getting frustrating. I know my lack of self image is getting to be a problem but as I now as I see [edit] i come to realize that nothing fucking matters anymore. I'm tired of wondering what people think of me. I'm tired of people. I'm tired. But I still want friends and I want to me more than a fuck. Is it that hard to find someone to hang out with that doesn't want to fuck me? I'm jealous of other people and friends. It sucks. Another happy post brought to by Fistuptheass Productions. I need Wendy's 2004-11-15 09:29:00 ah what a crazy hectic, at parts, weekend. i cant even think what I did for most of it. There was a lot of down time and lots of busy time. Yesterday was my first day at JCrew. That was a lot of fun. It was neat getting back into being a retail whore and seeing a couple and knowing that you have to schmooze up the the girl since she has all the say when buying clothes for her boy. There were some really nice couple and shoppers and a lot of the people who work there are really nice. I think some others will warm up some but if not, I don't care. I'm there for the money and the clothes. I don't know when i'm working next as the management team was a bit scattered. Its fun that Jack and I work at the same mall and i hid in the back of his store while I ate my lunch. not much else. 2004-11-16 12:22:00 Really random thoughts ODB died? Why am I always the last to know? Why are Wendy's burgers square? Why is Bjork so fucking weird? Don't you love having your iPod going on random and you encounter a song that you totally forgot you had? Have you ever wanted to go around calling something other than it is? Like calling an orange a hammer? something like that. Just curious. Go about your business. Really, leave. GO! Go go Gadget PHALLUS! AAAIIIIIGGGHHHHH I really should sleep more 2004-11-16 16:40:00 I love nuts I'm sucking on the most wonderful nuts right now. They're my coworkers and I don't think I have had better nuts. I like mine but his are just so much better. I do think mine are bigger but his just seem to be sweeter. 2004-11-23 14:08:00 San Francisco So this weekend I was in San Francisco with Jack. It was an interesting but nice time. It all started while we were in this incredibly long security line where we waited for about 45 minutes to get to the Xray machines. Once there Jack had like 15 minutes to get his flight and I had about 45 to get mine. He passed through and as I was getting my shoes on the chaos began. Everyone began yelling to shut the gates and to shut all the machines down and withing seconds all the gates were closed and the machines were off and the entire airport was shut down and no one was leaving by foot, car or air. It was quite impressive but made us worry about our flights. American assured that Jack would be able to get on his plane and, after about a half hour, we were sent back through the screeners and off to the gates. I left jack there to get his flight and I was off on mine. Turns out that they didn't get him on his flight even though it was sitting there at the gate so he caught on to Chicago and was stuck there overnight. I made it to SF and got the hotel and slept. The next morning I called out friend Bryan and he and I hung out till Jack arrived and then we all went out and shopped and caught up and had a good time. This was the first time that we had met Bryan even though we had know him over a year. Very cool guy. That night two of Jack's friends, Bryan, Jack and myself heading into SF and ate dinner and took in some sights. It was an early night cause we were so tired. Saturday vegged in the morning and I dropped Jack off at the baby shower and I went shopping and looking around San Marino. Picked him up afterwards, hung out with his cool friends and then back to the hotel for vegging. It was early in the evening but we had to get up early so we just hung out and watched TV. I got to meet his ex briefly which was nice. He was a nice guy. Then hung out with Bryan for a bit and that was it. I would have liked to see more of the city and have done some touristy crap but I still had a good time. Hell I can sit in a room with a nickel and have a good time. Its really easy to entertain me. 2004-11-23 22:34:00 the mouth why is it that I can't seem to say the correct thing at the right moment and I come across sounding like a tard. I mean i know what has to be said when I'm thinking it but then something happens and I end up saying the complete opposite. Or even worse I know that I shouldn't say something and I do anyway. And to get more insane, I even preface the sentence with: "I know I shouldn't say this but..." I need a brain purge because what my brain, or narrator, is saying is all outta whack. Its crazy. And i'm dog sitting and just sitting here reading and writing in my journal, that's never a good combination. How is it possible to be so in love, happy and also crazy and manic at the same time. LYJ 2004-11-23 23:41:00 I love family guy. I just noticed that the candy bar Peter picks in the episode where Brian pees everywhere is called Middle Finger. heheheh 2004-11-24 09:02:00
2004-11-24 21:45:00 i need an artist. i need one that can draw people and body parts well. Will pay for work. must be intricate and professional. contact me. blackotter@blackotter.com 2004-11-27 01:52:00 I wish oh I wish I could sleep. Can I just say that life sucks and if things continue on the path that they are, I am likely to go fucking insane. I wish I could get my brain to shut off for a while. Its in this fucked up limbo right now where it knows what is most likely going to happen but it just can't accept it. And whats worse everything I do and everything I see reminds me of what it doesn't want to think about. I find myself driving with the radio on because all i hear reminds me of it. i dunno this year has been so fucking odd. Finding my true love, finding my dead grandfather, directing plays and making great new friends, getting the chance to go England and Paris, dealing with the inner daemons...and now just waiting for my head to explode at this point. Its no fun to cry through thanksgiving and hide pain from the family or be at Jcrew folding shirts and crying again. I think i may be tired now. Up since 6 and working 8 hours at retail. Fucking blarg." 2004-11-30 10:02:00 I had this dream last night: I woke you at 5:30 in the morning and we grabbed our overnight bags and headed off to the airport. I had tried to keep it a secret but when you saw that we were headed to New York, the secret was out. On the plane you slept, which you never do, with your head resting on my shoulder. We touched down and got in a taxi off to Manhatten. The skys were steel gray and it seemed like nothing was moving. Even in the hustle of the city there was still a calmness. Our bags were checked and we were in Rockerfeller Center, day had changed to night, and we stood in front of the Christmas tree. I starred into your eyes and reached out for your hands to pull you close to me. As my lips touched yours a light snow began to fall." |
