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    Monday, November 29, 2004
     
    Eve Of Destruction
    A few weeks ago, I obtained all 44 episodes of The Greatest American Hero, a show I loved as a youngster but hadn't really seen in two decades. I definitely appreciate the series more now here in 2004 than I did in the early 1980's. You realize there was so much more to the show than how ABC wanted it to appear, so much more than a teacher in a red suit who can't fly very well...

    And Bill Maxwell has got to be the coolest FBI agent EVER. His cynicism and sarcasm, his doggy biscuits, and especially his fetish for flashing his badge... Maxwell! FBI!

    However, I bring up the series now because of one particular episode. Operation: Spoilsport in the second season. A computer defense system is sabotaged, and Bill and Ralph have 24 hours to prevent World War III.

    The "little green guys" keep causing car stereos to dedicate Barry Maguire's "Eve Of Destruction" (though, it's performed by Joey Scarbury in the episode) to Ralph. And that's how I feel now, watching Ken Jennings' 74th and likely final victory...

    It looks like the rumors are true, and tomorrow, after 74 wins and $2,522,700, Ken is going to lose. I had prepared two columns for the Jennings blog - one in case he won, the other in case the rumors turned out to be true. And it looks like it's pretty obvious which one is going up tomorrow afternoon.

    All good things must come to an end. But, damn.. It was awesome while it lasted.

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    Thursday, November 25, 2004
     
    Happy Thanksgiving!
    I would like to wish everyone out there a safe and happy Thanksgiving.

    I haven't had the best of years, so I am hoping it might help my morale a bit to list some of the things I am indeed thankful for today:

    The fact that after 29 years, my father has come to grips with the fact I'm who I am and not going to just wake up and be the person he wants me to be. You have no idea how much stress it has removed from my life!

    Finally MOVING out of that decaying joke of an apartment!

    Knowing that despite my eccentric antics and very liberal views that not everyone out there thinks I'm evil and I still have real friends... Among some of you who have been the most supportive and caring - Rob, Libby, Kris, Mike, Ann, Chris, the members of Strange Forums who have gone the extra mile to be caring and supportive during a very tough last few months, and my real life friends Eric and Robert. I'm not sure where I'd be without all of you...

    My aunt and uncle, who's help with getting a long overdue inheritance into my hands made the move possible. She has cancer and MS, he has MS, and while at times I'm not sure if they want me in their life, there isn't a day that goes by where I don't send positive thoughts their way.

    Sherrie Austin, for making it another year in the music industry without selling herself out or allowing the crooks who run the industry corrupt her.

    Grandma Esther, for being as crazy as you are and giving me amusement when I really needed it.

    Ken Jennings, for giving me something to excite me over the summer (and fall..) and giving me one thing on network television worth watching! Let's hope the rumors are false and you're still around in December..

    The Boston Red Sox, for making this old baseball historian very happy.. Now it's the Cubs turn!

    And I'm thankful I'm not talking to myself. This proves I'm not as crazy as my twin... At least, not yet!

    Here's hoping next year is going to be better, and there'll be even more for all of us to be thankful for.

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    Sunday, November 21, 2004
     
    The bad, and the ugly.
    Ugh. This has been a lovely week...

    The Bad: For the sake of what little is left of my compromised, shreded sanity, I truly believe it is in my best interests to cease watching and following the NFL until the St. Louis Rams fire Mike "Meathead" Martz as their head coach.

    Alex Trebek: I'll tell you what, let's just go to final Jeopardy. And the category is, you know what? You guys just decide. You each ask your own question and answer it. There's no way you can get this wrong, because you're asking the question. Ask yourself anything at all and then answer it. You'd have to be the dumbest people in the world to mess this up...

    And now let's see how you managed to mess it up. Larry Marmie wrote nothing... Because he stuck his pen through his own hand. Don't ever come here again.

    Meathead Martz asked himself this question: "How do we beat the Buffalo Bills"? Fine. And you answered: "???"

    You didn't know the answer? You couldn't answer your own question?

    Meathead: It was hard!


    Yes. The Buffalo Bills - ranked 27th in yards coming into this game, ranked 30th in points with an unstoppable 15.9 points per game, put up 37 on the pathetic Rams' defense en route to a 37-17 ass whipping of the now 5-5 Rams.

    This means so far this year the Rams have:

    Lost 34-17 to the Atlanta Falcons in a game where Martz forgot how to run.

    Lost 28-25 in overtime to the New Orleans Saints in a game where Martz forgot how to run.

    Lost 31-14 to the previously-winless, 1-8 Dysfunctional Dolphins

    Gave up 40 points to the New England Patriots.

    And now gave up 37 points to one of the worst offenses in football.

    My level of embarassment over the Rams has now officially reached an all-time high (low?), surpassing the embarassment of the 1991 Rams - who went 3-13 and lost the last eleven games of the season.

    I can't watch this shit.

    Speaking of shit I can't watch...


    The UGLY: A few of my friends have wondered for years why I won't watch the NBA anymore. While the sloppy and ugly play of the league for the last decade has been part of it, the punk attitude and behavior of the players is the biggest reason.

    Friday night, the NBA reached a new low.

    Late in Friday night's game between the Indiana Pacers and Detroit Pacers, there was a bench-clearing brawl. That alone was ugly.

    However, it got worse. Fans decided to litter the court with debris. A few decided to throw plastic cups at Ron Artest. Artest, a player with a history of a bad temper, a bad attitude and a long list of suspensions, charged into the stands.

    Following along were teammates Stephen Jackson and Jermaine O'Neal. All three of them punched a number of fans. At last report, nine fans had received medical treatment from this melee.

    If you haven't seen this on the news yet, click here to watch. You'll need Windows Media Player.

    Pathetic jock-sniffing ass-kissers ESPN wasted no time trying to spin this ugly incident as the fault of the fans. "Well, if the fans hadn't thrown cups at Artest...".

    First off, two wrongs do not make a right. What the fans did was wrong. But you don't escalate matters by going into the stands and attacking random fans.

    Second, athletes should never, EVER charge into the stands after fans. Period. So a couple fans threw plastic cups? In his 1979 autobiography, Pete Rose mentioned an incident in the late 70's when a fan fired a flattened paperclip at him, using a rubber band as a slingshot. It hit him in the back of the neck. That was certainly far more dangerous than a plastic cup.

    Did Rose charge into the stands? No.

    And you don't see players charging into the stands when Raiders fans throw batteries...

    Look, I'm not justifying the actions of a few idiotic fans. What they did was wrong. But there is a huge difference between throwing a plastic cup, and professional athletes throwing sucker-punches at random fans, and trampling women (yes, a female fan suffered injuries when trampled in the stands during the brawl).

    Fans never have reason to charge onto the field. Players never have reason to charge into the stands. It's a line that should NEVER be crossed, and it works both ways.

    I am disgusted by what I saw. Hell will freeze over until I ever watch the NBA again. The players are completely out of control, and I see no end in sight. No, worse yet, I see an incident coming one of these days that ends up getting somebody killed.

    David $tern laid the (partial) smackdown on the participants today. Ron Artest has been suspended the rest of the year. Stephen Jackson suspended for 30 games. Jermaine O'Neal suspended for 25.

    I have no objections in the least to Artest's punishment - though I wouldn't have shed a fucking tear if he was banned for life. I certainly feel O'Neal and Jackson deserved to be punished as severely as Artest - if not worse.

    Artest's actions were wrong in every possible way. But O'Neal and Jackson seemed to use a plastic cup being thrown at their teammate to just charge into the stands and punch random fans. They had even LESS reason to charge into the stands than Artest - and Artest had NO reason whatsoever!

    David $tern, please clean up your league of out of control thugs. Not for my sake - because I've lost all respect for you and your pathetic sport. You are officially far, FAR lower than the WWE has ever been.

    But do something before somebody gets killed.

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    Tuesday, November 16, 2004
     
    Reinvention
    I've made a few cosmetic changes to the blog - including moving the link to the Material biography and archives to the sidebar on the left, as opposed to the very bottom of the blog.

    Also, if you click on the picture of me in the catsuit and thigh high boots from any page, it'll bring you back to the main page. Just be sure to watch where you click me, okay?

    I figure these changes will make it a little easier to navigate...

    Now, I'm just debating whether to add a "Material profanity counter" to the sidebar. Or would that a bit too over the top? :P

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    Sunday, November 14, 2004
     
    Like A Virgin?
    This comic was in the London Times a few years ago:

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    Saturday, November 13, 2004
     
    This week's sign that we're all getting old...


    Yesterday marked the twentieth anniversary of the release of Like A Virgin. That's right - 20 years since this masterpiece came out!

    Sometimes it seems like it was just last month when the M in MTV (now known as Empty-V) stood for Madonna... Though, sometimes (like lately), it seems more like it was 200 years ago.

    I was so young back then... See how young I was back then?

    Hell, we all were. My, how time flies...

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    Tuesday, November 09, 2004
     
    Fortunately, I don't get fined when I open my filthy fucking mouth
    Dallas Mavericks' owner Mark Cuban was fined last week - for a comment he POSTED IN HIS BLOG.

    That's right. Now not only does the NBA fine players, coaches and owners for speaking out in the press, or acting out on the court, but now posting something in your blog that doesn't kiss the ass of the Association and David $tern is grounds for a fine.

    Cuban's crime? He criticized the NBA for opening the season on election night. And he was right to do so. You don't see the NFL or Major League Baseball open up their season on a day where their sport will be overshadowed. NASCAR goes as far as to have their PREMIERE event start the season (the Daytona 500). But, apparently, the NBA didn't seem to see anything wrong or just plain stupid on launching the season on a night where most people are paying a little more attention to the news than basketball.

    I know the Mavericks didn't sell out their season opener, and I would be surprised if ANYONE did. I'd also have to imagine the ratings took a huge nosedive compared to recent season openers.

    David $tern is a fascist. The man's obsession with fining people (including his favorite - Cuban) has gone beyond annoying and into just plain pathetic. A player or coach criticizes the officiating (and NBA officiating IS a joke, worthy of criticism)? Fined. Cuban says something? Fined - usually SIX FIGURES. And now posting something on his blog too earns him a fine.

    $tern's love for power, combined with his inability to handle criticism in any form, is one of the largest factors that has contributed to the complete and utter downfall of the NBA. When people scream "I love this game!" in television ads, I usually respond by screaming "I hate this game!" - as I have not followed the NBA and have not cared to since 2000.

    Before I ever watch the NBA again, a number of serious changes need to be made. The first will be $tern being ousted as commisioner. The man has hurt the league with his promoting stars over teams (His whole Michael jordon fetish has hurt the game, perhaps beyond repair). He's hurt the league by worrying more about fining players, coaches and Mark Cuban for speaking out while not giving a rat's ass about the rampant criminal behavior by the league's players. He's hurt the league with his blatant preferential treatment of superstars - which very likely includes RIGGING championships to ensure cash cows jordon, Shaquille O'Neal and Kobe Bryant get their rings. And he's hurt the league with his fascist, bullying ways.

    The NBA went from at one point being my favorite sport to my least favorite, now ranked behind even NASCAR and golf. Despite the fact I'm not a wrestling fan, I even find the WWE more entertaining than basketball at this point. And why not? The play in the NBA is sloppy and atrocious. The players are a bunch of raving, self-centered egomaniacs. And the most interesting person involved in the NBA isn't even a player, but an outspoken owner.

    I keep hoping my pal Dennis Rodman's prediction comes true, and the NBA collapses soon. Good riddance.

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    Sunday, November 07, 2004
     
    Goodbye To Innocence
    I am going to touch on last week's election for what I hope is the last time for awhile. I have some things I need to be said and shared, not only about what life has been like the last four years, but the fears I have for the next four. Perhaps doing so might clear up why I am so upset, so disgusted and so scared. I have growing reason to believe some of the readers out there either don't understand my feelings, or my reaction to them. And, rest assured, I have more than enough to make myself sick over for the next four years without more misunderstandings.

    This isn't so much about politics, but society. A society that has taken a turn for the worse in the last four years, and there's no signs of improvement in sight.

    The following are excerpts of editorials from Jeff Rense's website.

    http://www.rense.com/general59/godse.htm

    What you are about to read is an actual email Jeff Rense received...

    Mr. Rense,

    Hello! I believe what we have here as far as the 2004 elections is a close tie between the devil and God. Not Kerry and Bush. And God prevailed obviously and placed the most morale person in office during the "end times".

    Abortion and Christanity are reasons for my voting for Bush along with the gay marriage ban! I have been rejoicing since Bush's (the good Lord aboves Win!) victory. He is a family and moral man and believes in the sanctity of marriage, honesty, anti-choice/pro life. He is going back to the beliefs of our founding fathers of the U.S.A.

    Of course since God is with Bush the world hates him because they don't want to turn to the bible and away from their vile-sinful lifestyles that are abominable to God. Jesus was hated by the world too. Doesn't it make since when you are born again TRULY through the blood of Christ the world would hate you too? Well, that is Bush. Wake-up. Bush sincerely cares about this nation because he has the love of God living within him. So, it is ones choice to accept Christ or not. If not they send themselves to hell by living in opposition to Gods rule. Don't blame him.

    God Bless,
    (Name removed)


    http://www.rense.com/general59/dfkig.htm

    How clever it all was.

    And what a joke. Kerry's tent-folding, whimped-out, contrived 'unity' concession speech revealed the final page of the whole story: the entire campaign, especially after the elimination of front-runner Gov Howard Dean, was all a set-up...a tawdry, clever, masterfully executed circus of deception, manipulation and deceit. Kerry ran off so fast November 3, all you could see were elbows and dust...and the back of his Skull and Bones t-shirt. Can America spell 'betrayed'?

    The election wasn't 'stolen' - the vote totals were simply and easily manipulated to ensure the Bushmen got the numbers needed to score the 'official' win.

    The whole 'campaign' was designed, brilliantly, to rouse, excite and rile-up the still mentally-functional, caring, legitimately moral portion of society into actually thinking their votes counted... and that they could 'throw the criminals out' at the polls. There was never a chance of that happening.

    The result - equally as planned - was to polarize, fracture and split Americans into two diametrically opposed camps...which was deftly accomplished. There will be no reconciliation. Divide and Conquer.

    *snip*

    In short: dissention, depression, dismay and mass *disengagement* from a bogus, hoaxed political process by millions of frustrated, betrayed Americans are primary fruits of the well-planned harvest of the 2004 fake US 'election'.

    There will be no reconciliation. There will be no 'healing.' Divide and Conquer.'


    http://www.rense.com/general59/wheredowegofromhere.htm

    We are constantly being fed an elaborate drama that clouds our minds, wastes our time, saps our energy, diminishes our spirit and depletes our resources. Our minds were so clouded by this drama that, even though we are in the midst of a war, our anti-war movement put itself on hold to campaign for a pro-war candidate. And we are upset because he 'lost.' With all the indications that this election was stolen, Kerry, like Gore before him, didn't fight against the theft of his own election by galvanizing the citizenry in protest. You have to question any political campaign that does not want its people to become a movement.

    The main reason that the Howard Dean campaign was a threat to the rulers was the fact that it he was leading a growing movement. Most of us didn't expect the kind of campaign that Howard Dean and his campaign manager Joe Trippi ended up putting together. While they were building a grass roots movement in the community of cyberspace, they were also showing that democracy was still possible in a winning campaign. What Howard Dean was revealing was that he had started a movement that was in the process of turning the Democratic Party into a truly democratic party.

    It didn't just implode.

    The rulers decided that Howard Dean must be stopped. And before Dean could realize what was happening, he had become the simultaneous target of the RNC, the DNC, Roger Stones Al Sharpton, John Kerry, and the entire media establishment. He was history. To the rulers, stopping Howard Dean was the real victory of 2004.

    The script called for John Kerry to start out as an apparent loser, who miraculously became the overwhelming choice to be the Democratic candidate only to morph back to being the loser we all felt that he was initially. John Kerry was billed as a 'closer' - and that's what he ending up to doing to our dream.


    It's not so much that I'm upset over Kerry losing as I am Bush winning (and more on that shortly, because that IS the main point of this post). Kerry is a loser - a gutless, cowardly, sneaky, dishonest, manipulative, con-artist. A man who jerked America along for an entire year - refusing to give an opinion about anything, flip-flopping all over the political spectrum, and in the end flipping the people who went out and voted for him the bird by conceding and running with his tail between his legs. What he did wasn't conceding his own election, but conceding his own supporters.

    The party, the voters and this nation would've truly been better off had Howard Dean been given the party's nomination. However, that didn't happen, and these pieces from Rense.com are right on as to why: Dean didn't play the game by THEIR rules, Dean wasn't a puppet, and Dean offered a legitimate opposition. He was willing to bring politics back to the people, he was willing to run a democracy and truly turn the Democratic party INTO a democratic party. Like Bill Clinton, a man capable of REACHING and reaching OUT to people, not just barking at them through the media.

    Truth be told, any real hope of change in politics ended when Flip Flop Kerry took the nomination.

    Socially, though, is another matter.

    You'll see a theme in all three of the above excerpts: The fracturing of American society. This is something I've had to live with for four years, and I'm not the only one.

    It's easy to assume this was born on September 11, but it wasn't. It began the first thing the dust settled from the 2000 election - perhaps even the 2000 campaign. Bush was "the moral leader, one who walked with God". The Democratic party was "nothing but a bunch of immoral whores (because of Clinton) and homosexuals". After eight years of seeing the tensions in society over homosexuality ease to a degree, they came back with a vengeance. After taking a few small, cautious steps forward, we quickly took several abrupt steps back. "Faggot", "queer", "dyke" and other slurs were being thrown around as bluntly as they had been in the 80's.

    For a person living an "alternative lifestyle", it quickly took on the feeling of loaded guns in your face...

    Then 9/11 hits, and it takes an even uglier turn for the worse. "You're either with us, or you're with the terrorists!". An extremist statement that spread beyond foreign relations - it hit home with a shocking amount of force.

    Like so many other frustrated Americans, I too tried to give Bush the benefit of the doubt on 9/11. My mentality that day shifted to "I don't like you, and I didn't vote for you. But you are in charge, PLEASE for the sake of us - do the right thing!". And I kept this mentality for months, until "Iraq" found it's way into the news.

    I won't go into that, though...

    Basically, the moment I decided I was not pleased with how Bush was handling things and became outspoken with my views, the outright hate began. "You un-American traitor!" "You commie bitch!" "Love it or leave it!". Not just the words, but delivered with a nastiness and hatred that felt more like loaded rifles in my face. Expressing an opinion that didn't mesh with the government now made me (and anyone else with the same opinions) an "enemy". A "Saddam lover". A "terrorist". It didn't matter if it was just little old me, or entertainers with clout like Tim Robbins, Susan Sarandon, Sean Penn, Natalie Maines and Madonna Ciccone - speaking out and disagreeing with Bush now made you "un-American".

    Nevermind the fact people sure didn't hesitate to lash out at Clinton for eight years. Or that Americans were lashing out at Lyndon Johnson and Richard Nixon during Vietnam. And while it's easy to assume "It's different, 9/11 changed everything!", no it didn't. Because there was a similiar amount of hate and ridicule whenever someone would speak out against Desert Storm under George H.W. Bush in 1991.

    This whole campaign ratcheted up the hatred and nastiness to whole new levels. Kerry "will turn America into a nation of fags". "We'll become a country of pussies if Bush loses". And Bush and his handlers made it a point to drill into America's heads that liberalism = evil during this campaign by ridiculing liberals every chance they get, including ripping on "liberal" Kerry when he's anything BUT liberal.

    Then toss in the article from Capital Hill Blue this spring, where a source said Bush would throw fits, labeling liberals and people who disagree with him as "enemies of the state"... Now we're not just talking rifles, but AK-47's.

    This whole campaign seemed to fixate on religion and morality. If you vote for Bush, you're a good moral American who walks with God. If you do not, you're a heathen and a sinner. Look no further than "Name removed's" letter in this post. While not all Bush supporters feel that way, MANY do. And what's scary is more people feel that way here in 2004 than they did in 2000, or even ***1.

    Obviously, part of the reason we had so many new voters in this election was the 11 states who had ballot initiatives to ban gay marriage. And, all 11 passed, as a louder and more outspoken group of Americans raised their voices against the gay community once again. Sadly, there has been too much of this for too long, but it's just gotten so much uglier the last four years.

    The letter is showing a larger and louder group of Americans who view liberals, pacifists and homosexuals as "evil sinners" and "enemies" of Bush. That is something that I don't think many people can understand unless they're on the receiving end of that kind of hate. Because of who and what I am, and my beliefs, I get it two-fold.

    Instead of a united nation - a truly "United States", we have become a shattered society and nation. The "evil" liberals vs. the "redneck" conservatives. The sinning "faggots" vs. the good moral Christians. The "pussy" pacifists vs. the "tough, truly American" war supporters.

    It'd be just as wrong for me to go around, referring to Bush supporters as "rednecks", "warmongers" and "brown shirts" - the way they like referring to people on my side of the spectrum as "traitors" and "terrorists" and "sinners" and all the other nasty insults that have been hurled our way in recent years. And sometimes I get mad enough that I want to. But having been fucked with and kicked around and spit on the way I have, I don't wish to inflict that kind of grief upon someone else.

    The last four years have been the most terrifying of my life. It's certainly a fear that has spread into paranoia. But I have woken up every day for the last four years feeling there are loaded guns in my face. I'm scared to death, I'm emotionally ripped to shreds, and I know the day is coming when one of is going to go off. The only question is who's going to take the shot, and when.

    For anyone out there who has walked a mile in my 5" heeled boots, you understand how I've felt. The fear, the sadness, the paranoia. The disgust over being persecuted, the fear your lifestyle or views will result in serious harm or death. The paranoia of everyone. Dreading that you'll wake up alone because everyone in your life just walked away and decided you are welcome because of who or what you are.

    For anyone who hasn't, I can't expect you to understand. I can only hope you try to have some compassion and consideration, and treat people like me the way you'd want to be treated, instead of feeling free to abuse us. The fear, the paranoia and the persecution aren't things I wish upon anyone.

    People talk of world peace, of an end to violence and death. But how on earth are we going to achieve that if we can't quit hurting each other over political beliefs or lifestyles? How can we have a world without hate if Americans hate other Americans because they don't share opinions?

    A nation that was supposedly founded with freedom of speech and expression being so important is turning into a nation of "my way or the highway".

    I'm tired of fighting this war. I'm sick. I feel like I've aged 25 years in the last four. I'm tired of loaded guns in my face. I'm tired of wearing a target on my ass. I'm just plain tired. This isn't the kind of society I want to live in.

    And I doubt I'm alone...

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    Saturday, November 06, 2004
     
    You'll See
    The following amusing photos were posted to William Tong's Boot Newt Sing Along blog. I decided to post them here for your amusement.















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    Friday, November 05, 2004
     
    Jesusland & The United States Of Canada
    A friend sent this to me tonight:

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    Ohio: Stolen. America: Stolen. Democracy: Stolen.
    Go on. Close your eyes. Cover your ears. Tell yourself over and over "It can't happen here! This is America!".

    It HAS happened here. Again.

    I know. Nobody wants to hear another fucking word about "hanging chads", "recounts" or even think about 2000 and Cruella de Ville - excuse me, Katherine Harris - again. Not another questionable, controversial election.

    Denying it, even wanting to avoid it, won't change a fucking thing: The Bushies have stolen another election.

    The evidence has been building for over a year. Wally O'Dell (CEO of Diebold) promising to deliver Ohio's votes to Bush. Allegations of programming and security issues with the electronic voting machines (AKA black box voting). Florida trying to purge the voter rolls from black voters (AGAIN), Ohio Secretary of State Kenneth Blackwell trying to use every arcane law he can find to toss out new (primarily Democrat) voter registrations.

    Yet, we went to the polls Tuesday. Those of us who could smell what was going on hoped against hope - that maybe if enough of us go out and vote "Fuck you Bush", that there'd be just too damned many votes to erase, too much they'd have to do.

    Boy, were we wrong.

    The same band of thugs who gave you Florida 2000 - which lead to four years of HELL, complete with erosion of the Constitution, open bigotry, environmental destruction and staged terror attacks - united with some new players to give us Ohio 2004. Same shit, different state, different year.

    Electronic voting machines giving bullshit numbers - such as reporting more votes than there were registered voters (Gahanna, Ohio and and Palm Beach county, Florida).

    Voter intimidation and harassment at the polls - with the primary targets once again being black voters.

    Polling places that were in primarily black and/or lower class precincts were receiving fewer voting machines, obviously to try to frustrate voters away from the long wait to vote.

    The election being placed into the hands of companies like Diebold and ESS - companies who raised large amounts of money for the Rethuglican party and had strong ties to Bush and Cheney.

    The corporate media - nothing but a bunch of squawking parrots for the Bush administration who cram Paris Hilton, Britney Spears and the Olsen twins down our throats as distractions when they aren't feeding us lies about politics and world - wasted no time with the pro-Bush propaganda - "This isn't 200!" "The popular vote shows the people want Bush this time!" and wasted no time coming up with bullshit excuses like bloggers or people "lying" at the exit polls on Tuesday to explain why exit polls showed Kerry taking Florida and Ohio, yet lost both states.

    This, of course, is no surprise, as the mass media has lied and spread more propaganda than Pravda could've EVER dreamed of since 9/11, using their power and influence to blindly whip the masses into an ugly frezy of blind nationalism and hate for all Arabs, brainwash the people into sacrificing their Constitutional rights to be "protected", and portrayed Bush as some tough-talking, compassionate leader when he's anything but. And, sure, people have bought it.

    But not everyone. Too many people lost loved ones in the Middle East in Bush's war of lies. Too many lost their jobs thanks to Bush's destruction of the economy. Too many people were without health care.

    There was overwhelming evidence leading into election day that Ohio would go to Kerry. Much like California in 1992 - which was badly hurt by the bumbling economic policy of Daddy Bush, and ended decades of going Republican by going to Clinton - Ohio was angry. Tired of the economic damage inflicted upon them by a new Bush, they wanted change. The exit polls - even as recent as late afternoon on Tuesday - showed Ohio turning on Bush and going with Kerry.

    All sound familiar?

    Instead, Bush takes Ohio, Bush takes the election, and we're headed for four more years of hell.

    If you want to read some shit that'll turn you white, I would suggest reading What Really Happened's "Vote Fraud" section, which has had numerous articles added since Tuesday. The evidence is there, and growing by the hour.

    We were hosed - AGAIN.

    What doesn't help the matter is that fraud known as John F.(ucking) Kerry. The man who pulled the ULTIMATE flip flop before the dust even came close to settling on election day.

    Kerry had assembled a massive legal team. Lawyers, investigators, you name it. They even had what they called "SWAT" teams in the contested states, ready to hit any polling place within an hour on a sign of trouble. The plans were in place - should he lose and there be any signs of foul play, lawsuits would be filed immediately on November 3. They were going to fight to make sure it was fair, they were "not going to repeat Al Gore's mistakes from 2000".

    So what happens? Kerry CONCEDES! Even with his running mate John Edwards swearing they'd see to all the votes being counted, Kerry throws in the towel - not only on his election bid, but on America, and perhaps killing his party.

    Leading up to the election, I had two nagging gut feelings eating at me. They were:

    1. The election was rigged. It'd been rigged for months, if not years. And while we'll see some funny shit in Florida (AGAIN), something kept telling me to look out for Ohio.

    It was so bad that I shared my feelings with a few friends, saying "We're probably fucked", and telling them it may make no difference if we went out and just wrote-in someone we liked: Nader, Jimmy Carter, ME, Brett Favre, Brian Urlacher, Steve Perry, Sherrie Austin, Dusty Baker, you name it...

    2. On Tuesday, I was 99% sure Kerry NEVER wanted to win. He's an actor, and his role was to dupe us into thinking there was still a two-party system when it's truly a one-party state. Trade insults with Bush, talk the talk, but when it comes down to it, do NOT win because he (and maybe even his party!) wanted BUSH to win all along.

    A great part of why I think this? The Democrats fucked over the best candidate they had - Howard Dean - and pushed Kerry to the forefront, claiming he was "more electable" when the truth is the only reason he had even this much support was because people hated Bush that much more.

    They talked of attracting the young voters to the polls, yet gave us an annoying, boring stiff while burying Dean, his honesty and his charisma. Dean could've been to Dumbya as Clinton was to Daddy in 1992 - a charismatic and energetic breath of fresh air who could RELATE to people, instead of another rich thug who talks down on people.

    After Kerry conceded so quickly? I'm now 150% sure Kerry never wanted to win. Anyone who wanted to win, anyone who gave a shit about America, would've fought. They would've sued Bush, Cheney, ESS, Diebold, Ashcroft, Daddy Bush, the secretaries of state of Florida and Ohio - ANYONE who was remotely linked. And they would've kept fighting until either they were out of options, or had results.

    Do you think Howard Dean would've just sat down and taken this and conceded? No chance.

    Kerry, however, did. He quit. He allowed the Bushies to get away with yet another crime. And the sad reality is it's not Kerry who lost, or will be the victim. It's us. WE lost on Tuesday, we WILL lose for the next four years, and it may be a miracle if four years from now we're still in one piece and have any hope of undoing the damage of eight years of the Bush/Cheney regime.

    November 2, 2004 may go down as the darkest day in American history before it's all said and done.

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    Wednesday, November 03, 2004
     
    A statement from YOUR candidate - me!
    Okay. Yeah. Since the election was yesterday, I suppose - as a candidate - I should make a statement.

    (Madonna stumbles up to the podium in black leather, carrying a bottle of vodka, cigarette dangling from her mouth).

    America, as the Material Party's candidate, I would like to speak to you for a few minutes.

    Senator Kerry, a man who has no clue of what's best for America, may have conceded. But I have not!

    I know so far that I've supposedly only received eleven votes, but I know many, many, MANY more of you voted for change, peace and freedom yesterday. After all, I sold 150 million CD's, and I know many of you voted for me. The Republicans and Democrats, both of whom fear and resent me, have gone out of their way to supress those votes.

    Americans are fed up with the direction the Corporate Party has taken this great nation in the last four years. They are tired of the war and hate, tired of the disrespect shown to our Constitution, tired of the bigotry of our government, and tired of the abuse upon Mother Earth. I have pledged to turn this country around, and I will not waver! I will even blow the dust and cobwebs off my collection of whips and chains...

    Or something.

    I not only refuse to admit defeat, but am demanding a recount in ALL FIFTY STATES! I will take it to the highest court in the land! I will not rest until I know ALL the votes are counted, because I know when they are that the result will be victory for me, victory for the Material Party, and VICTORY FOR AMERICA! No longer will America live under the tyranny and opression of the Corporate Party!

    America is for all of us, and I will not rest until I return this nation to it's people. No longer will it exist only for corporate lords like Bill Gates and thugs like George Bush!

    I look forward to serving as your president, and restoring America to it's greatness. I will not rest until my votes are counted, and I will become your next president!

    Victory will be ours!

    (Madonna stumbles away, gulping down more vodka...)

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    How's this for a Time cover?


    We are FUCKED.

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    Four more years of HELL
    Four more years of Bible as law, Christianity or else leadership.

    Four more years of war without end, mass murder for corporate profits.

    Four more years of destroying the Constitution and civil liberties.

    Four more years of open hatred toward gays, liberals, non-conformists, pacifists and people who actually understand and give a fuck about what America is supposed to mean.

    Four more years of Corporation Uber Alles, where the rights of billionaires are more important than the rights of people.

    Four more years of education, Social Security, health care, consumer and employee protection laws being flipped the bird.

    Four more years of nonstop lies and deception and fraud from a band of psychopaths who are supposed to WORK for us, not ENSLAVE us.

    Four more years of being terrorized by our own government.

    Four more years of open bigotry.

    Four more years of HELL.

    We are so fucked.

    Someone please pass the hemlock...

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    Here we fucking go again...
    Just swap "Florida" with "Ohio", replace "Gore" with "Kerry" (the fascist chimpanzee, of course, remains the same), and change the year to 2004. Otherwise, it's the same old fucking song.

    The only thing I need less than another one of these fiascos is four more years of living in this hell known as Bush's grand vision of America.

    I should've just kept on drinking last night...

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    Tuesday, November 02, 2004
     
    May today be a HOLIDAY
    Holiday
    Celebrate
    Holiday
    Celebrate

    It will be a holiday
    When Bush is voted away
    He'll be out of our lives
    It will be
    It will be so nice

    No more Bush is the word
    It's a Goodbye George celebration
    All across the world
    In every nation
    Bring back the good times
    An end to Bush's bad times, oh yeah
    Today we come together
    To end Dubya's pressure
    We need a holiday

    It will be a holiday
    When Bush is voted away
    He'll be out of our lives
    It will be
    It will be so nice

    We can turn this world around
    And bring back all of those Bush-free days
    Vote his trouble down
    It's time to celebrate
    Let love shine
    And peace we'll find
    If we snub Bush together
    We'll make things better
    We need a holiday

    It will be a holiday
    When Bush is voted away
    He'll be out of our lives
    It will be
    It will be so nice

    Holiday
    Celebrate
    Holiday
    Celebrate

    We have got to work together

    Holiday
    Celibrate
    Holiday
    Celebrate

    It will be a holiday
    When Bush is voted away
    He'll be out of our lives
    It will be
    It will be so nice

    Holiday
    Celebrate
    Holiday
    Celebrate

    Holiday
    Celebration
    We hate Bush in every nation

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    Monday, November 01, 2004
     
    Borderline
    Fitting - not only the latest song parody, but where my computer has been pushing me.

    I've been fighting with an issue of Blue Screens of Death since building the new system - only caused when running peer-to-peer software. I tried every imaginable idea - drivers, reinstalling Windows, going back to my old Ethernet card instead of running the on-board Ethernet on my motherboard. No success.

    I finally tried the last idea imaginable - updated the on-board Ethernet with the latest manufacturer's drivers, and flashed the BIOS for the motherboard. 22 1/2 hours later, no BSOD. I'm not ready to call it "fixed" yet, but it's close. If I return from shopping with my friend and still have a system up and running - which would put me close to 27 hours of non-stop P2P operation - I'll consider it a success. I'll then reinstall Windows, my drivers, my necessary software and consider everything resolved.

    I'm two days behind on KenJen updates, and had hoped to parody most - or all - of Madonna's 80's hits to bash Bush before the election. Obviously, this threw a monkey wrench into everything. :/

    However, this morning, I got "Borderline" finished, and if all goes well, I at least want "Holday" done in the next 24 hours - after all, the day Bush leaves office WILL be a holiday!


    Something in the way Bush scares me won't let me be
    I don't want to be a prisoner
    So Dubya won't you please just flee
    Stop playing Hitler's part
    Quit before you start
    For years you have made me frown
    Go away you stupid dope
    With you there's no hope
    Nothing's good with you around

    Bush, time to understand
    I've taken all I can
    'Cuz I want there to be peace

    Borderline
    Feels like I'm going to lose my mind
    You just keep on pushing the fear
    Over the borderline
    Borderline
    Feels like I'm going to lose my mind
    You just keep on pushing the fear
    Over the borderline

    Cease these fear games you're playing
    We all know that you are crazy
    You just keep on pushing the fear
    Over the borderline

    Something in your mind is scarin' the hell out of me
    When you open up your mouth you show that you don't want us free
    But you've let us all down
    When I look around
    Love and peace just can't be found
    Stop driving me insane
    I hope you go away
    That's something I just got to say

    Bush, time to understand
    I've taken all I can
    What I want is to be free

    Borderline
    Feels like I'm going to lose my mind
    You just keep on pushing the fear
    Over the borderline
    Borderline
    Feels like I'm going to lose my mind
    You just keep on pushing the fear
    Over the borderline

    Cease these fear games you're playing
    We all know that you are crazy
    You just keep on pushing the fear
    Over the borderline

    Look what your hate has done to me
    Come on Dubya, set us free
    You just keep on pushing the fear
    Over the borderline
    You've caused me so much pain
    I think I'm going insane
    What does it take for you to leave?
    You just keep on pushing the fear
    Over the borderline

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