Man, that sure didn't take long.

No draft, huh George?

To be fair

That bill I mentioned in my last post doesn't actually say a draft or anything like it will be in progress any time soon. But at best it's ill-timed after the Crawford, Texas village idiot's frantic denials to anyone who'd listen that the army would remain all volunteer.

Something I've never felt before

Pure hate. Unfiltered bile, unrepentant anger, remorseless fury.

I've never been like this. Not ever. Not even one time in my whole life.

Wednesday, I was suicidal for the first time in ten years. It passed, no need to worry, but it was there and that's that.

I have a purpose in life now. Either I will see that evil bastard and his ilk gone in January, 2009 or I will see him run out of Washington in disgrace after being impeached.

My gut has been twisted in continous knots since Tuesday night. I see Ranada walking around like a zombie and it tears me up inside. For that alone, I would see him run out of town not on a rail, but with one shoved right up his Texas backside.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go punch something before throw this misbegotten monitor out a window.

Never give up. Never surrender.

You want to know what I would have done differently?

You want to know what I would have done? I'll tell you what I would have done - gone after who actually did the !_)*@@*& thing, nailed his bearded ass to a wall with a railroad tie through his shrivelled testicles, placed his severed head on a spike in front of the White House for all the world to see and put a sign under it saying "Saddam, you're next".

I would not have gone into Iraq leaving the capture of Osama to a bunch of local warlords not smart enough to poor piss out of a boot.

And just so my good buddy fnn understands this loud and clear, I am not about to commit suicide. You want to know why? Because it would give simpletons like you far too much satisfaction.

I'm not moving to Canada, either. I am going to stay here, I am going to fight the lowlife slimebags who are looking to turn this country I love into a far Reich conservative religious freakbag's wet dream every step of the motherfucking way.

Deal with it.

EDIT: See, I needed something to wake me up and that about did it. What fnn has done is wake up five foot nine, 300+ pounds of rompin', stompin' graveyard destruction. Mama Evans' eldest boy is back, pissed off, and ready to kick some neo-con ass.

WHO'S WITH ME?

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Well, my bitches, it's time to get back to things that matter - partying, good music, rampaging nudity and immense amounts of alcohol.

So let's do this thing.

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