It is politics as usual in here America. I see that Mitt has outlined his energy plan for these divided states of America, (more fracking, good luck with that) and the republican party platform is...well, exactly what we would expect with republicans: Taliban like in its ignorance. (American women are getting a beat down in this war.)
Issac is still trying to make up his mind if he will slam Tampa next week, and I think that it is the sweetest of all ironies that the storm has a biblical name. Pray people, pray!
Anyway, enough of politics, I want to rain on your parade just a little bit while you continue to wave at the floats going down Main Street while you pursue your happiness.
Here in Philly we had another shooting last night; this one was so brazen and horrific that the police literally ran out of markers to mark the shell casings on the ground. A driver of a car was ambushed by a group of men who opened up on him. Dude was shot eight times and might actually survive. (They build em tough here in Philly.) But here is the thing, we have shootings-and killings- every day, so there was nothing unusual about some dude getting his wig split on a city street. What upset me about this story is the fact that these little urban terrorist were shooting their intended target in the middle of a residential neighborhood while decent law abiding citizens tried to relax in the comfort of their homes. Eight O Clock??!! You little Negroes done lost your minds! [Story]
I am going to repeat something I have been saying on this blog for years: some of you out here having these damn kids need to be put in jail right next to the little thug you spawned. (This is for you sperm donors as well.)
If your situation in life is such that you can't take care of your damn self, well then when you get your freak on with the neighborhood Lothario, please try your damn best not to bring someone else into the world to share in your misery. That kind of crap is only going to bring problems for the rest of us down the road.