Song She Sang to Me, Song She Brang to Me

November 3, 2008

You stay classy, Senator

This should be it for today. I’m heading off to bed early tonight so I can be at the polling place first thing at 6 am tomorrow. I’ll be live-blogging the results (and any weirdness that may happen in St. Louis) tomorrow. Drink of choice? Maker’s Mark–tastes like Keith Olbermann’s tears. 😉

A good couple of days at the Gulch. Went to see Neil Diamond last night. Don’t judge me. He puts on one hell of a show, and we got a last-minute upgrade that left us only about 100 feet from the stage. A good break from all the stress I’ve felt over this election. Hardest working man in rock and roll adult contemporary.

Obama’s grandmother died today. Prayers for her and her family.

The picture above? Oh, just the Messiah being cute after he mentioned John McCain’s name today. Could be written off as a simple gesture, except for the fact that he did the EXACT SAME THING to Hillary in the primaries…and both times he left a thoughtful pause for his disciples to laugh.

Speech came out today from early this year where the Messiah said he’d bankrupt the coal industry. Hopefully that will make a bit of a difference in the bitter clinger coal-mining lands of Virginia, Pennsylvania, and Ohio. It also came out today that the first actual business the Messiah worked for was closely affiliated with…Bernardine Dohrn’s Students for a Democratic Society, precursor of the Weather Underground. He also noted that he wanted to tax certain items (almost certainly junk food, booze, and ammo) to influence people’s behavior. Big Brother is looking out for you.

Hey, early voters? Aren’t you thrilled you committed yourselves before you had all the facts?

Well, regardless of what happens tomorrow, the Messiah has accomplished something this time. He’s personally killed public financing of elections. No one will ever do it again after he parlayed his lie about taking public financing into a 600 million to 1 billion dollar private war chest. Candidates would be fools to agree to public financing when they know their opponents can lie about it and then outspend them.

Vital stats: Dow down 5 to 9320; gas $2.12 a gallon; silver down $0.05 to $9.81 an ounce. 

Rand of the Day(Francisco D’Anconia is speaking with Hank Rearden): “Mr. Rearden,” said Francisco, his voice solemnly calm, “if you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling, but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater his effort the heavier the world bore down on his shoulders–what would you tell him to do?”

“I…don’t know. What…could he do? What would you tell him?”

“To shrug.”

Vote NO on Missouri Proposition C.


One Response to “Song She Sang to Me, Song She Brang to Me”

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