I think I've been pretty even keeled. The country ain't blowing up like a lot of people believe. I want the best for the country and will grant Obama six months or so before I get critical (with the possible exception of his cabinet - Rahm getting picked to be his right hand man is a bad sign). The thing about Obama that people who didn't vote for him need to understand is that he's a decent man. You might not agree with him but you can trust beyond doubt that he's pragmatic and a good man. I am willing to put some confidence in Obama and give him a shot, and in my opinion so should everyone else.
Americans don't and shouldn't care about world opinion when selecting their candidates - we are a sovereign nation. However, nobody should short change or denigrate the opinions of the world. We've lived through eight years where GWB was granted the good will of planet earth, particularly after 9/11, and shortly squandered it. Look, the world *wants* to have confidence in and follow the United States. On the other hand, they don't want to feel marginalized and shut out. We have plenty of admirable and not so admirable qualities, but in the end we are the lone superpower for the time being and we have to be proper stewards. I think all the world is asking of us is to be a decent, fair and just nation. The rhetorical flourishes in Europe regarding Barack Obama have been fascinating. They seem to see it as no less than a rebirth, a recreation, a correction of one of our original sins. I sat and stopped after he tipped 270, and all I wanted to do was listen to what he had to say. Really, for a second I felt like the world stopped... it was time to soak it in a bit and realize that once again in America we've flipped the script. It was a historic and momentous occasion - I only regret that I didn't have the foresight to run out and get a paper, like we did when 9/11 happened.
However, I've been entertained with some (presumably) good-natured ribbing on my MySpace page. I'm not sure if he's being a dick or not, honestly. One of my brother's former co-workers is in Lazlo Hollyfeld, and after the election he drunkenly posted some pictures on my page, which I have to admit entertained me. Not to be outdone though, I bombarded him with the following -
He posted the shittiest little Obama logo - I'd have kept it on my page if it wasn't so small. Afterwords he posted a picture of GWB kissing Cindy McCain at a podium, while John watched. Now, I could go the famous Al Gore/Tipper route on this one - that was the single most uncomfortable embrace by a politician and his wife in American history. He doesn't want to bring a knife to a gun fight - I've got some shocking GWB pictures that are the de facto coup de grace.
hahaha!
(e:Joshua) thanks. In terms of the getting dumping on the chest it isn't my thing. I kinda took some of that Idea from a spoof movie, might be "not another teen movie".
mmm I like prunes too. i need to get me some. only thing i don't like is reaching my hand in the bag to get them. maybe i need to put them in a bowl like her.
She should have a comment bubble above her head that reads - "I just have to smile, right? I don't really have to eat this shit, do I?"
Reminds of that time we went on a week-long hiking trip in the Algonquin Park (up in Canada). One of my buddies took a pound of prunes, planning on eating them all week long.
Well, after the first day we realized that our packs were too heavy, and decided to get rid of extra stuff. But he liked the prunes, and didn't want to throw them away. So he ate a good number of them.
Needless to say, the hiking next day was slow, with repeated stops requested by him while he ran off into the bushes.... :-D
This photo is a fraud.
I happen to love prunes like Drew and Tiny. But look at that color scheme? Death by beige. Beige is the color of a long suburban death that starts with vinyl siding, progresses to inflatable holiday lawn ornaments, and ends with a prescription pain killer addiction. Beige is a fake color. And so even her smile is beige. She knows she is rotting inside, and she fills the void with insoluble fiber.
I can't stand them. Growing up, Grandma always had them around, exactly because she wanted to poop more. The cans seemed antique... Lord knows how old those prunes actually were. Prunes and yogurt are the only two foods that made me throw up when I first tried them.
(e:peter) - you've left the greatest comment anyone has ever left on my journal. My God! Haha. You keep it real, man.
She Smiles because she likes prunes and she just took a huge dumb that shot out of her and almost felt orgasmic and almost broke the toilet. Later her hot sexy self will get asked to do the same on some guys chest, HA. I love raisins but not prunes, yuck.
I like prunes, too. I would eat them all the time if it were not for the, ahem, side effects.
I happen to <3 prunes. So there.