Fun With Play-Dough

I just have to say it: how dare Obama put on a dress.  Bad, bad Obama!

That’s it: the Repu’s will certainly win the election now; it’s the worst political scandal since Watergate; we’re done, cue Mozart’s Requiem, it’s over.

Except, nobody cares.

On another note; it appears that Romney’s son is itching to be just like his daddy; Josh Romney may be running for Congress in, where else, Utah. Now, I would be the last person to deny anybody the right to run for Congress; whether you’re rich, poor, male, female, Arnold Schwarzenegger or Kermit the Frog; it’s a free country and you should go for it.

However. History has proven that being related to a politician does not always mean you should be one too. What is it with these political families? The Doles, the Roosevelts, the Adams’, the Kennedy’s, the Bushes, and now the Romneys? America has never had royalty, and it should stay that way.

Even Obama can’t escape his genes: he is a distant relation of Dick Cheney, about whom a nasty rumor has been circulating. Sources say he was born in Lincoln, Nebraska (45 minutes from where I live) but that is not true. He was actually created in a lab at Offutt Air Force Base. They have many; we see them all the time. I saw one shopping at Bed, Bath, and Beyond the other day. He was buying towels.

I hope, when the Democrats take back the White House, they make them break the mold.

Nader sounded decidedly whiny this morning. Complain, complain, complain; is that all he’s bringing to this election? What, we didn’t have enough of that?

You know; I’m tired of this already.  Unless something really funny happens, I’m going to ignore Mr. Nader from here on out. He’s not a bad man, just not very important to this election.  Kind of like the kid your mother made you invite to the birthday party when you really didn’t want him around. Or the dinner guest who arrives after everyone’s done with dessert.  You get the idea.

So now what? It seems we’ll have a bit of a lull until March 4^th; what will we talk about? The continuing barbs between Hill and Barack? The so far fruitless search for “something scandalous on McCain”? Whether Obama has enough security? Gas prices? How big the hats are in Texas? What?

Maybe we can use this time to come up with a decent nickname for McCain.

“McBush” has made an appearance here and there, but it doesn’t really excite me; it also makes me a little depressed. Other names floating around the blogosphere are McCan’t, Insane McCain, and my personal favorite McPain-in-my-black-ass, which one commenter on www.DemocraticUnderground.com came up with. Maybe Obama should start using that one. Overall, we haven’t found ‘the one’ yet, and that’s disturbing.  Certainly us snotty Liberals with our superior sense of humor can come up with something better.