NahnCee:
“Driving home from work last Friday, in a lower-middle-class Mexican part of Los Angeles, I noticed an anti-war demonstration..”
Nahncee, I love it! The torch has been passed!
Others here wisely counsel confrontation (“Go ahead, make my day!”) and I am here to tell you I pity the fools who actually canvass for Boobus POTUS.
Participating in a CAP/USAF evaluation last weekend in Bakersfield (e.g., NOT the liberal echo-chambers of San Francisco or Los Angeles), I engaged in a number of idle conversations that, when tangential political overtones crept in, the invectives and vitriol displayed for P.B. (cf., above) and our other elected royalty was searing. There might be a few misguided Mexican kids protesting the now-successfully waged war, but there is a river of resentment for this government — both federal and state — that runs wide and deep. It was truly alarming, the heat of and passion of those that spoke to me.
Nahncee will tell you all that our beloved California (I live in Orange County) has been brought to its knees by the idiots in Sacramento and their mismanagement. We are getting fed up by the likes of Ah-nold and Mayor “We clean your toilets” Villar-regosa. Time for them to go.
The drum beat is quickening: 5,000 in Cincinnati and I am sure it will grow larger by 15 April.
My hope is that The Dear Leader gets a dose of this when he speaks in Costa Mesa this afternoon. But, alas, he won’t; he’ll just keep reading the slogans off the prompter screen and wander through yet another day of continuous campaigning.
Hey, jerk, you won already, start doing your job!
