i was gonna strong arm armstrong, but i decided to neil down to him instead. i used to neil down to the postman, who amused me to death with how many letters he seemed to know. the man had shear genius, and i would often exclaim bravo at his remarks.

yeah, the thing is you have to deal with others, and others are often assholes. everybody wants to make money, but nobody wants to be bothered, especially by those who they think are inferior to them. what, you are asking me for something? why, the nerve! you are lucky i even let you exist. and it's always these punks who have been given everything, but still pretend that they are hot shit. hey man, granddad made the bread, not you. fuck you. you are a result, not a cause. and i don't mean to credit the cats who initially made the bread either. fuck them too. probably owned slaves or fucked over some natives out of land or ran some corporation. there is an arrogance, what my dad calls a knack of disrespect, which seems to be endemic from these assholes.

when you get down to it, we are monkeys with hats on. we don't know what the fuck is going on. in fact, we are much worse than any other animal, as we play with our bombs and stare at televisions and pick off immigrants at the border. the white american male with wealth, especially, is the worst. thinks the world is his, and the problem is, it is. struts around as if he were somebody, talks as if his words, and not his wealth, have power. puts all the blame on you, holds court, drinks the wine while serving you beer, tells you how lucky you are to have your apartment while living in a mansion in the suburbs, drives a run down truck and pretends to be a working man as he counts his savings. tells you he is proud to be an american or that god made the irish number one. and you think, if they only excused murder in civilian life.

most americans said they would rather have a beer with bush than with kerry. what was not mentioned was that a majority of americans would rather have had a rum and coke with kerry. depends on the drink, you know? here is a full break down...

gin;kerry scotch; kerry vodka; bush wine; kerry hard lemonade; bush

so, the whole getting drunk thing was even, 3 to 3. furthermore, 3.4% of americans said they would prefer to have a beer with nader, as long as he went green and paid for the party.

continuing, most americans preferred getting a blow job from kerry, but favored bush when it came to anal sex. more americans wanted to go to the movies with kerry, though a majority wanted to watch tv with bush.

in this year's election, 58% of americans say that they would rather eat a hamburger with mccain, but 67% of americans would prefer eating a garden salad with obama. 67%of americans would rather have sex with obama, and 53% would rather take a walk with him.

stupid ass polls. who gives a shit about who you would rather have a beer with? what is the correlation between having a beer and being president? am i missing a subtle connection, a metaphor of great power and meaning? i don't want to have a beer with anyone; i don't even want to drink beer by myself. fuck beer. it's like drinking piss. beer is a dumb fuckhead's high.

this just in; 89% of americans hate this blog. and hey, even in a fake democracy, the people ought to get what they want once in a while.

so, here you go....