Oops, I did it again
We are Americans, We have the right to participate and debate any administration.
-Hillary Rodham Clinton
Yep, that’s right. I opened my big fat mouth and out came a bunch of [tag]liberal[/tag], emotional [tag]woman-speak[/tag] aimed at my annoyingly conservative facto-mondo co-workers. Fuckers. Instead of having a rational discussion about why [tag]Dubya sucks[/tag], I started shrilly soapboxing about this administration’s disconnection from citizens of my “type.” I know the president is not directly responsible for me losing my home and not being able to afford a new one and for the dismal condition of our economy and for my son’s sorry excuse for a school and for this state’s pathetic options for medical insurance. Ok. I know it. But, dammit, if I don’t see the [tag]American Way[/tag] of life slowly slipping away into some kind of freaky Star Trek space time continuum and damned if I don’t need someone to be accountable. “It’s a state and local problem,” just doesn’t cut it for me anymore. It’s not enough.
Back to my [tag]knitting[/tag]…knit, knit, knit. Knit, don’t think. Knit, don’t drink. 
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