Grumpily Yours

I've had a HIDEOUS day today.

This afternoon, while doing a favor for my old boss at the frame shop, my car got towed under VERY suspicious circumstances (I think it was in retribution for my Kerry sticker).

Later, on my run, I saw more Bush signs than I did yesterday. And it sickens me.

So, I guess to vent, I sent the following email to an old friend (who is, stupidly, a conservative):

From: Andy Price [mailto:andysays@yahoo.com]
Sent: Tuesday, September 21, 2004 9:53 PM
To: 'Peter Suciu'
Subject: RE: 12 years and 11 for you

Nope. No old gang. Too much infighting. We were NOT a close group.

So what do YOU have to be consumed about, to be yelling and flailing over? You fucking conservative douchebags run all three branches of government, so the fuckups are all yours. That's what I find amusing about you despicable fucking conservative assholes. You're so angry, even though you have all the power. I just don't get it. But I hate you all with a white hot passion that makes my urine a funny color.

Maybe it's just syphilis.

But, yeah, there'll surely be a revolution if Bush steals yet another election. Maybe not right away, but the people, the vast majority of whom are, in fact, victimized by the neoconservative Bush agenda, will eventually fight back...unless Fear Factor is on.

On the bright side, I am the end of the family line, so I figure I'll stick around and fight against the conservative tide for as long as I can. Then it's off to New Zealand to hide behind a sheep.

But then again, Kerry could win and save us from The End of America. That would be neat.

But if not, thank heavens the Republicans work so hard to keep guns available. They might just come in handy down the road.

Grumpily yours,

Ap