by tony pierce, 110
if you ever go to the special olympics you will see a spirit that is absent from any other sporting activity you’ll ever witness: unconditional love and reward.
even the slowest, most fumbiling child who finishes a race gets a hug. a loving embrace for participating in the event. a symbol and an action that says, you tried and thats all that matters.
you are loved.
the only institution that mimics this behavoir is the united states of america and it’s relationship to the president of the united states, george bush, and the people and things that he supports.
they treat him like the retard that they know he is
the tard inside of us all.
and regardless of what his results are, the attitude that they take is
you know hes a fucking idjit, give him a break already
while looking at you like youre the asshole.
if you say the economy is fucked the gas prices are ridiculous and the job market is in the pits, they will say ah but theres a recovery cant you see it?
even though bush is on track to be the first president since the great depression to have a net loss of jobs over his term.
if you say the war on iraq was unneccessary, too expensive, a failure, and a shortcut toward a new vietnam, they will say but the world is a better place without saddam.
if you say great, well we got saddam, so lets leave, they will say cant leave bro, too much unrest. we have to stay in there till everythings chill again. democratic elections and stuff.
and then if you ask, well what if these people elect another saddam? they will say, oh they wont. dont worry. they wont.
and they smile.
and theyre so certain.
just as certain as they were that we would find weapons of mass destruction in iraq.
and democrats love it when republicans are certain.
and the republicans said that it was a slam dunk that we would find wmd in iraq and so the democrats believed them. after all, who knows more about weapons of mass destruction more than republicans. shit, they probably sold them to saddam on the low down.
a month ago.
and they will say, dude we found a weapon of mass destruction last month. fucking bomb full of sarin! beeyootch!
sarin, of course being the man-made nerve agent first manufactured by the Nazis in 1938 and is part of the organophosphorus family of chemicals commonly used as pesticides.
sarin of course being the gas that was used in the terrorism in 1995 in the japanse subway system.
sarin of course being the agent that was instantly reduced from mythical heights to ho-hum lows after that very terrorism in 1995 because it proved that even in the highly dense enclosed envoirnment of the toyko subway system during rush hour, 6 liters of sarin will “injur” 6,000 victims but only kill 6, and thus a highly ineffective weapon of mass destruction.
sarin of course being a subsequent worthless “weapon” when used in the open battlefield or worse, the desert of central iraq, particularilly when only traces are found in a 155mm shell.
the 155mm shell with trace of sarin is the weapon of mass destruction that many conservatives point to as being the ah-ha smoking gun proof that iraq really did have wmd’s even though Army Brig. Gen. Mark Kimmitt admitted upon inspecting that “It’s virtually ineffective as a chemical weapon,”
the 155mm shell with the small amount of sarin gas, of course being the retard hug at the end of the long race that bush’s supporters give him before he sucks through the straw on his juice box.
and anna kournikova who was over tonight said you know its really not cool to compare retarded people to the president.
and i said why.
and she said cuz its unfair to retards.
and this time, damnit, shes right.
welch + gorilla mask + buzznet
so she asked me to write a post about riding the bus since she says its her favorite part of reading the busblog.
tonight 6/3
it was killer. 
Selling out to me is a big deal. My heroes are guys like Bob Dylan, Neil Young, Tom Waits and Charles Bukowski.
this is what i see. 
we struggled with the concept of dont eat the fruit of that tree or you will die. so i imagine God knew that if he told us not to say certain words our head would probably explode or we’d name all our kids fucky out of spite.
even though i despise anonymous comments, there was a good one the other day. the question posed was why should the pope be concerned with the legalization of marijuana.