Four more years of..

Four more years of American soldiers being used as cannon fodder.

Four more years of scientific decisions being made by people who believe in a ghost in the clouds.

Four more years of debt that our children and grandchildren will have to pay off.

Four more years of racists and lunatics for judicial appointments

Four more years of looting the treasury and squandering it on corporate cronies.

Four more years of making enemies faster than we can kill them.

Four more years of fear and darkness and racism and hatred and stupidity and guns and bad country music.

(taken from TBogg)

Son of a fucking bitch

That low life ill born son of a bitch is reportedly conceding.

NOW FUCKING WHAT?

What do we do? NSFW due to language!

I'll TELL you what we fucking do - we fucking well fight, is what we do!

I will be DAMNED if I'll passively sit by and let those fascist bastards take my country and my liberty away from me without a fight. This isn't the end, oh my bitches. This is the motherfucking BEGINNING, and I am going to raise hell, kick ass, dust my boot off, turn that sumbitch sideways and stick it straight up their candy ass!

Go. Find your congressman. Find your senator. Find your motherfucking DOG CATCHER, and let them known in no uncertain fucking terms that George W. Bush is in for the longest four years of his misbegotten life. Raise your voice, raise hell and raise your fist high because it's time to kick the resistance into the next gear!

Quite.

(From just_eunice via metaquotes)

Dear Red America,

As you lower the flag draped coffin of your son into a hole in the ground, I'm sure it will bring you great comfort to know that his last thoughts as he lay bleeding to death thousands of miles from home was probably, "At least those gays can't get married." --

Having said all that..

It's time to let the wounds begin to heal.

George, you've been given a chance not many are given. You have a chance to make up for your mistakes, and you have a chance to live up to your promises.
Don't let the people down who voted for you, George. Because if you do, I guarantee you they will turn on you in a fashion that makes our campaign against you seem tame.

Don't screw this up, George.

This too shall pass

(Snagged from dirtynumbangel via MetaFilter)

A day will come when all this will pass away, the prison, the branded faces, the vile oaths, the blows, the warders, the filth, the eternal clinking of the chains - all this will pass and a new, a noble existence will begin. "I am not here for ever", he tells himself again and again, "soon I shall be there - there where there is liberty, all that I dream of, all that the suffering soul desires. Here is a heavy sleep, a nightmare. There it will be waking, beautiful and happy. Open the doors of the prison, send away the warders, strike off the chains, it will be enough. I shall find the rest for myself, in this free and beautiful universe which I did not know how to appreciate before, although I saw it."

-- From a commentary on Dostoevsky's House of the Dead, a fictionalised account of his four years of hard labour.

The Rocky Horror Internet Show Erection 2004

Indeed it is time for wounds to heal, and what better way than to drink to excess, play good tunes and party like the wild naked savages we are?

One week from Friday, the party is on. Details later.