Four More Years

Well, that’s just fucking great. The chimp gets a second term and eleven anti-gay-marriage ballots passed. I guess Americans are happy electing (note: “electing”, not “re-electing”) a half-wit warmongering religious whackjob as long as it keeps the queers from getting married.

Well, that’s just fucking great. The chimp gets a second term and eleven anti-gay-marriage ballots passed. I guess Americans are happy electing (note: “electing”, not “re-electing”) a half-wit warmongering religious whackjob as long as it keeps the queers from getting married.

You know, before last night, I was all set to go like Stewie Griffin from Family Guy, in the episode where Meg pretends he’s her son and he gets sent to an aggressively multicultural foster home, and be all “Oh, Hosannah! It’s the lesser of two evils!” (That line always cracks me up.) But… yeah. The lesser of two evils conceded. And I don’t have the words to express how angry and depressed I am. Well, I guess I do, but that’s already been done. So I’ll just link to a much more eloquent blog, let out a Stewie-style “Blast!”, and sign off for now.