Church of Hell

A couple of thoughts here…

Who honestly believes that, as the press has been constantly stating, McCain actually hand selected Sarah Palin? You want me to seriously believe that this wasn’t a calculated decision by party leaders? She admits to meeting him once, maybe twice, and I can assure you he remembers her not at all.  You honestly expect me to believe that he personally chose this nearly complete stranger over any one of his cronies? You think it isn’t obvious that his handlers handed him a slip of paper with her name on it and told him how to pronounce it moments before he was supposed to announce her as his running mate?

I’m beginning to believe that the reason McCain is so stiff is because his party has so many people who are so unforgivingly gullible and closed minded they don’t even need to use a particularly talented or experienced puppeteer for his public appearances.

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After a little thought and a little discussion, I had a revelation about McCain’s (handlers) Veep choice. It’s so obvious it’s almost embarrassing that I didn’t catch on sooner. Sarah Palin is what in is war, hunting and narcotics stings called a decoy. Give me a few minutes and I’ll explain why she’s nothing more than a patsy, ‘hand picked’ not as a viable candidate but merely as a way to give tired, old McCain a small vacation and a temporary reprieve from scrutiny.

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I’d like to say it’s all down to Daylight Savings Time. This morning is so bright and clear, with the red and yellow leaves on the trees that line these Ohio streets shockingly saturated against an almost cloudless, baby blue sky. Is this morning so marvelous merely because the sun is coming up earlier than I am accustomed to as I make my normal commute? I would like to believe that there is an emotionless and scientific reason that this morning seems so fresh and new, even after a night of too few hours of fitful sleep. It was an ugly night filled with bad dreams, dreams of a new President who is as corrupt and evil as the last, a nightmarish orchestra of vague and disturbing emotions, of fleeting images of the war and woe of the last 8 years but with a different face on its conductor. I realize now, in the light of this bright morning, that my already healthy cynicism, especially for things political, has been fed and fanned and stoked and drenched in the lighter fluid of apathy and distrust for decades, especially this last one, starting with that ridiculous witch hunt to destroy a decent leader out of spite only to replace him with a barely coherent and jabbering sock monkey who’s ground this great country into the dirt, spit on it and is stealing its wallet before leaving it to die. No, I said to myself, this morning is changed, not because of the early dawn; this morning is changed because the entire country has changed and for the first time in a very long time, there was a little chink in my cynical armor, and a little hope was oozing out. (more…)

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