HOORAY AND HALLELUJAH/you had it comin' to ya...

REJOICE, REJOICE: WE HAD no CHOICE

Yes, this means you, American people. The voting electorate has turned the tide. Our brand of Democracy has spoken... Season of doubts has ended for now. Now the Dems have so much to start un-doing...

here is the Bard's sonnet no. 100, complaining about the his truent muse. I enter it because some sensibility has returned to the American psyche...... O Tempus, O mores...

Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long
To speak of that which gives thee all thy might?
Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song,
Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light?
Return, forgetful Muse, and straight redeem
In gentle numbers time so idly spent;
Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem
And gives thy pen both skill and argument.
Rise, resty Muse, my love's sweet face survey,
If Time have any wrinkle graven there;
If any, be a satire to decay,
And make Time's spoils despised every where.
Give my love fame faster than Time wastes life;
So thou prevent'st his scythe and crooked knife.

I been accused of not reading my blerbs and being angry. There has been much to be angry about, maybe this is a Spring thaw..... a few months early.... Now, about 2008.... LOOK OUT!!!!!!

OK: some anger.

I just want to congratulate that egotistical show-off, yes, you, Kinkster, and your fellow whatever goof-ball Grandma for our continuing wonderful Republican rule of this could-be great state of Texas...... I hope Kinky sells a lot of books and records and can afford to booze it up with his talented country addict buddies... They are good at that, all a big joke, no??? Hahahaha...... said something about Goat Farm? Try funny farm, Kinkie Baby. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DAMN!

I despise the way politics spin out these days, O tempus, o mores.... oh dammit all anyway. I sometimes want to sell out and move to Mexico.... where slime-ball politicos have always been in charge, and there are no laws that money won't get you around!!!!! Saved by poverty and corruption, you might say. Land of fantasy and magic. People who insist on living...