[batteries not included]
I had a really good idea..
Wrapped in a shell that is my own consciousness, an idea formed, giving a certain spark of life to something new. A concept, or envisioned thing, if you will, springs forth from the impenetrable fortress that is my brain.
I’m not very comforted when people in power with access to sensitive information make declarative statments about imminent dangers posed to me. I’m especially worried when a guarantee is made to me in regards to these dangers by someone who has a proven track record, for whatever reason, to have his pulse on “the real threat” which may come in “the belly of a plane.” Now, good ol’ Joe the Politician is making even more difinitive statements in regards to what our future has in store for us.
Dear Mr Bob Barr,
You have been doing a huge disservice to the Libertarian Party during this election. First you snub Ron Paul’s 3rd Party Press Conference and now you refuse to show up at the 3rd Party debates being held this Sunday. Grow the fuck up and get your head out of your ass, Mr. Barr.
I have been fighting for and championing greater access to debates for the 3rd parties. People need to hear the Libertarian platform in these trying times. You are doing the country a great disservice by refusing to debate other 3rd party candidates. You are behaving like a petulant child, probably because Ron Paul has failed to endorse you and the fact that Dr Paul has single-handedly blown the LP out of the water in terms of financing and following.
Instead of trying to win over the hearts and minds of liberty loving americans, your campaign has been busy bad mouthing other 3rd party cantidates and alienating members of the freedom movement brought in by Ron Paul. This is neither the time nor the place for such petty attacks. Your campaign is really starting to turn off a lot of people in the freedom movement. I sometimes believe that you are still working for the CIA, as an agent provocateur, to discourage and break up the movement. Ron Paul scared the establishment and you come in to divide and conquer.
If indeed you are a true Libertarian and pro-liberty, start acting like it. IF I do decide to vote for your sorry excuse for a Libertarian ass, I will do so in the spirit of the party and its ideals. I will not be casting a vote in favor of Bob Barr, because sir, I do not like you. I wanted to like you, I’ve tried to like you, but you make it so hard. You sir, are an asshole.
Even though I endorsed you on my website last week, I now encourage those who cannot look past your problems to write in Dr Ron Paul. It’s better than giving a vote to you and endorsing your bullshit.
Show up to the debate Sunday. Win. Spread the cause. Shit or get off the pot.
It is a rare occurrence when I would quote Jerry Garcia, but “Constantly choosing the lesser of two evils is still choosing evil” is very poignant with the election coming up. How is it, that many people will say they arent particularly happy with our two main choices for president, yet still vote for “the lesser of 2 evils”? How did we get to this situation?
As if their smug, cultish hipster attitude wasn’t enough to inspire a deep sense of loathing, I have come to have more reason to hate on Apple Mac users. I do a lot of work on my laptop in coffee houses, and unfortunately as a PC user, I am many times in the minority. This fact doesn’t bother me too much, it actually gives me some small satisfaction to see all the kool-aid drinking Mac drones sitting there with their carbon copy Macbooks when I whip out my sticker covered PC that actually has some personality.
[from the depths of who really knows where...]
I’d like to relate a story about someone named Luke.
When I went to attend class on Monday, only to find out that the first two of my three classes were cancelled, I found myself sitting outside near the large chess board located near the center of campus. Imagine this thing measuring around fifteen feet on one side, the plastic pieces standing about knee-high. There are always casual players about and at least several spectators engrossed in watching. I’ve taken quite a liking to designating this spot for sitting.
I arrived at school about 30 minutes early, as is typical for me, and headed for that very spot, noticing a game in progress as I approached (also typical). Sitting down, it occurred to me that there was something quite different about this particular game of chess. Not different in that the pieces were upside-down or spray-painted green or anything like that, but still, there was something usual about the present game. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.
[the incessant babbling of a future mental patient]
I met myself. I must say, I was not impressed.
This was not the me that I know, or think I know. This was another me, one that rears his head when least expected, to plant the seeds of negativity in the minds of those around me, while I am left to deal with the rampant crop of idiocy that blooms soon after. In others, he inspires doubt, disbelief and uncertainty towards me, my integrity, my ideals and my resolve. Through action, through words, he commands a presence of a nature that is the polar opposite of that which I strive to be. Ignorance and apathy are his playthings, lies become his weapons, and cruelty his entertainment. He is contradiction. He is violent anger and withdrawn depression. He exists as my favorite enemy, a nemesis to be sure.
Would it be considered suicide for me to kill this veritable doppelganger?
Follow me on Twitter 
Most Comments