Andromeda Division
Some things I don't get, for instance, why women support the Republican party. I know that the majority of single and ethnic women and supported John Kerry, but the married, white women? Why? Why were you so Bush-gaga? Why support a party that wants to control you and your reproductive choices? Frankly, I don't see what the party offers you. Furthering the Republican cause at your own expense. Breaks my heart.
But what is really insane are the white, female media cheerleaders for the Republican party. You know, the female Rush Limbaugh's: The Coulters and Noonans, et al. The Andromeda Division of the Republican Noise Machine. Spewing absurd, white male-centric rhetoric over and over like some 'broken-record' robots. Never uttering one thoughtful, thought out idea. And Noonan, always so happy and chirpy sounding as she recites her insanity, smiling like a proud mother as she defends her Boo-sh. Scary. Do they ever listen to how they sound as they are orally parroting their white male counterparts in the Republican Noise Machine? I doubt it. Truely alien!
Hold my Nose for Another Four Years
Is this reality or is it a dream? Is Boo-sh really being inaugurated for another four years? I was able to get through the first four by running and shutting off the TV or radio whenever his face or voice invaded my space. And I summed it up to just one messed up election that would be righted (or lefted) on November 2, 2004. Wow, did America disappoint me!
Should Boo-sh have ever been anything more than a used-car salesman? Think about it, if Ronald Reagan didn't select GHWB as his VP, wouldn't the Boo-sh family have just slipped away into obscurity? Maybe Jr would have just jumped from venture to venture within the confines of Texas. But Noooo, accordin to dem newspapurz and de innernet, weeze now gotst ourselves a dynersty. Blech!
Well, I am starting my next four years with an audio/video black-out on all things Boo-sh, by fleeing town before the Inauguration. And so that I do not have to hear one second of the news in the car, I have 16 hours of the Davinci Code on tape. Also, I will not turn on the TV in the hotel and I will go to the gay bars where the only audio will be the disco music blaring from the speakers.
Mind you, after Thursday's Love-fest, I will read the paper and the internet to keep abreast of what he is up to, but I will be diving for the TV or radio "off" button the minute his face or voice invades my space!
Man of God, Huh?
Last month after the passing of Football's Reggie White, at the age of 43, the media, with their selective memories, offered up only the good deeds of the player, while excluding any mention of his homophobic rants. Instead of a balanced obituary, we got a canonization. This man was a virulent, verbal gay-basher, which started back in 1998. This "man of god" spewed some truly evil rhetoric about gays. And I took note. Back in 1998, White had an endorsement deal with Nike. It was then that I stopped buying anything Nike. I still haven't gone back to them. Companies should think twice before rewarding our sports heroes/men of god with endorsement deals. But that's another topic.
Anyway, I can't say I was sad to hear about his untimely death, though it was surprising and ironic, given how he once claimed that gays were destined to live shortened lives.
