...I got to see for the 10th time the adventures of "Bobby Hughes" and "Diane" and the gang plus the fantastic cameo by Burroughs and hear those great Desmond Dekker songs...instead of having to hear that half-wit compare himself to LeBron James. If it were me as him, in Iowa, I'd compare myself to Seneca Wallace but that's because I know something about sports and have a hint of modesty.
It's William E. Simon time, boys and girls. I can't get off my position, but since La Clinton still has a +21% lead nationally it's time to send it in air-freight at -$1.25, bite down hard and wait for super-duper-Tuesday.
As I watched DRUGSTORE COWBOY on El Canal FilmZone and had a guest for the evening instead of following the action on CNN, I suppose I missed some choice O.J.-esque moments of cheering. To that, all I can say is be careful what you wish for. Should the Clown Prince of Illinois actually win this thing, whom exactly do you suppose will be his running mate? The ghost of Stokely Carmichael? Bernie Sanders? Amy Goodman? Tavis Smiley? No, you know exactly whom it will be. JOE-MENTUM LIEBERMAN and his ALL-MORALITY ALL STARS. That's fucking who. I may lose a few dollars behind this, but I've lost money before and I'll lose it again. No biggie. And certainley no Biggie Smalls. No sour grapes, children. Just another story for my partners and I to laugh about when we're in the mood to laugh at our own stubbornness and stupidity. But shit, as Margaret Thatcher famously said, "now is no time to go wobbly." It sez here that it's HRC all the way.
The Obama platform I read, however, just now while Lieberman is only a twinkle in the "uniter's" eyes, calls for more war, more religion in public life, status quo on health care, the identically retrograde criminal justice views of "conservatives" HRC and Biden. Patriot Act III? That's what "change" and "getting beyond the tired partisan politics of yesterday" means to Barack Obama, you know.
But I wouldn't know. Panama has no extradition treaty with the United States. It has sacrosanct bank and telecommunications privacy. A rather sensible criminal justice system without capital punishment or incarceration of juveniles with adults. Non-custodial sentences for non-violent crimes. Many religions -- Catholicism, Judaism, Islam, Bahai, Buddhism and Atheism -- none of which have any role in government policy. No standing army. At peace. De-militarized police. Agnostic on "the war on terror." 10% annual growth and a budget surplus. On yeah, max tax of 10% earned, 1% capital.
Mr. Obama, Jesus is not my personal savior and it's no fucking business of yours.
And did I mention National Health Care? Oh, sure, the American Enterprise Institute will tell you it means long waiting times and terrible facilities and shitty care. Where did they come up with that cute one? Punta Pacifica/Johns Hopkins has state-of-the-art facilities, floors you could eat off of, only private rooms, plasma TVs with 500 channels, and the doctor who operated on my mother, Dr. Chaim, oh he was only trained in orthopedic surgery at Mount Sinai in Manhattan. Waiting time? That would be zero minutes. National Health of Panama pays Medicare and everything's lovely. And even if it didn't? The bill? Less than $5000. And despite what Wolf Blitzer and Dr. Gupta said, Dr. Chaim's got a pretty nice BMW.
Unless everything I've ever learned is completely wrong what I've cited above would be what Obama would consider the "wrong side of the tired partisan politics of yesterday." He likes (ha ha) the right side. And so does Reverend Donny McClurkin. Don't know him yet? Wait for the South Carolina primary. You're just going to LOVE this fellow.
"Sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I wouldn't know, I wouldn't eat the filthy motherfucker." Yes, CitiMix (Chile) shows Pulp Fiction tonight. It seems appropriate in a certain way. At least more appropriate than an evening with Wolf Blitzer and Bill Schneider.
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