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I'd kill to know what John Kerry said in "President" Monkeyboy's ear tonight after their third and final presidential debate at Arizona State University in Tempe, Arizona. "You're sooooooo toast," maybe?
Campaign shocker!
Smart guy pummels dumb guy -- again!
That pretty much sums up tonight's third and final 2004 presidential debate, which I watched with a roomful of people at the Sacramento County Democratic Party headquarters.
I don't need no fucking polls to tell me who the fuck won the debate: John Kerry was the clear winner. (The second debate was Kerry's weakest performance in the debates, but he won all three, especially the first debate and tonight's debate.)
I think that on Nov. 2 we're not going to have a presidential election as much as we're going to have a national I.Q. test:
Do the largest number of Americans think that their president should be intelligent, or do the largest number of Americans think that it's perfectly OK that the so-called leader of the free world is a dumbfuck? Whom do we want to protect us from the freedom-hatin', terror-lovin' sand monkeys? Sheriff Andy Taylor or Deputy Barney Fife?
(Of course, we can't rule out Democratic-vote-eating, Republican-manufactured Diebold voting machines as a factor in the election's outcome, even if the most number of Americans vote for Sheriff Taylor for president.)
I could write about tonight's debate -- how "President" Bush surrealistically, retardedly repeated the non-word "paygo" not once, not twice, but three times when he should have said "pay as you go" (is that what he means by "stay the course"?); how at least every other answer that Bush gave came in the form of a cute little story about Texas; how Bush apparently sees teaching our children how to add and subtract as the solution to all of our nation's problems (corporate weasels like those at energy-price-gouging Enron and war-profiteering, price-gouging Halliburton have nothing to do with our nation's problems); how Bush kept referring to his record as governor of Texas when he isn't running for governor of Texas but was supposed to be defending the last almost four years of his failed presidency; how when he was really flustered, Bush broke out into a spontaneous comparison of Kerry to Sen. Ted Kennedy and reminded us that both Kerry and Kennedy are from evil, liberal Massachusetts; how the reason the BushCheneyCorp "re"-election campaign is fumbling right now (Bush's approval rating is below 50 percent, which is ominous for an incumbent) is because the Bush regime never felt the need to be accountable to the American people (which can't be too fucking surprising, as they didn't even feel the need to fucking win the 2000 presidential election), and you can't make up for more than three years of blowing off all accountability to the American people within the last few months of a presidential election campaign -- but I won't. (I won't even talk about the spit that was accumulating in the right corner of Bush's mouth.)
I won't because, at this point, so close to the Nov. 2 presidential election, it's pretty much pointless.
At this point, you either realize that Bush is, at best, a dangerous dumbfuck, and at worst, one evil man. Or you don't.
Anyone who, like pop ho Britney Spears states that she does in "Fahrenheit 9/11," thinks that George W. Bush is a great man, I can't convince otherwise.
It's too late. The final exam, the national I.Q. test, is on Nov. 2, and if you haven't been studying these past almost four years, well, good luck on the exam.
(If you're a cheater, though, I'll give you the right answer: John Kerry.)
The most poignant thing I saw during the debate tonight wasn't on the large television screen on which I watched the debate in the room full of people. It was two young males, who appeared to be in their late teens, perhaps in their early 20s, who were unabashedly holding hands as they watched the debate. Wow, I thought. This election is about them. This election is about the future, this election is about hope, this election is about our young people and what kind of world we're going to create for our young people and for the generations that come after them. This election is about making things better for future generations than things have been for us, from changing bigotry to acceptance to cleaning up the environment (in part by breaking our addiction to oil) to repairing the social safety net that the Bush regime has left in tatters.
(I really did think that. When I report that I thought that, it's not like when former New York City Rudy Giuliani nauseatingly reported during the Reptilian National Convention that his first thought on Sept. 11, 2001, was how fucking giddy he was that George W. Bush was our "president." Right...)
Anyway, it struck me when I saw them tonight that these two young queers certainly wouldn't have been holding hands at a fucking Republican Party event. And that's because the Repugnican Party represents the oppressive, cold, dead hand of the past. The Republican Party represents ignorance, fear, hatred, intolerance and bigotry. It represents regression. And division. Just like the members of al-Qaeda and other extremist whackjobs, the Republican Party represents the Dark Ages, to which they'd love to bomb us back.
If you can't think of Nov. 2 as a national I.Q. test, think of that.
9:16:27 PM 
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