I dislike talking politics. Mostly because I tend to get too emotional and I’m afraid someday I’ll lose my cool and beat someone’s head against a wall for sheer idiocy. I’m a hard-left liberal Democrat and proud of it. But I’ve tried hard to not talk politics, especially lately. Especially after a certain incident with a former friend that I will not go into, but still leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
I did not want my blog to be a bitch-blog. I have my locked-down LiveJournal for that.
You right-wingers who are so hung up on stupid things like birth certificates. You make me angry. You make me want to stab things. You make me weep for this country.
President Obama was born in Hawaii. Get over it. President Obama is a natural-born citizen. It does not matter that his father was not. Get over it. He is our rightful president, elected by the people (which is more than you can say for the last guy).
Get over it.
And you. You morons. You so-call “Christians.” Shame on you. Shame on you for joining groups like the one of Facebook called “DEAR LORD, THIS YEAR YOU TOOK MY FAVORITE ACTOR, PATRICK SWAYZIE. YOU TOOK MY FAVORITE ACTRESS, FARAH FAWCETT. YOU TOOK MY FAVORITE SINGER, MICHAEL JACKSON. I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW, MY FAVORITE PRESIDENT IS BARACK OBAMA. AMEN.” Praying for another human being’s death?
You make me sick.
This is why I want nothing to do with your religion or your party. This is why our country is so divided right now. Instead of entering into a realistic debate over how to solve the problems of our country, or even just praying for our leaders to find a way out of the mess we’re in, you pray for the president’s death? Really?
Grow. The fuck. Up.