Obamagasm?

One example, another example, of the divisiveness Pastor Shitsmear accuses Obama of purposely provoking. Heh, dig this paragraph:

It would have been relatively easy for President Obama to divide the Republican coalition, peeling off less-partisan Republicans with genuine outreach. Many Republicans were prepared to accept short-term deficits to stimulate the economy in exchange for long-term fiscal responsibility. Obama could have focused more narrowly on resolving the financial crisis -- the key to all economic recovery -- and delayed his ambitions on other issues to a more realistic time. In the process, he might have gotten some Republicans to share his political risks instead of nursing grievances on the sidelines.

Truly, fuck Obama for his utter failure to successfully reach out to this patriot

which absofuckinglutely proves Obama's dishonest and cynical rhetoric about bipartisanship, because Sweet Jeebus and The Tea-Baggers, everyone knows anyone who bought this t-shirt

viewed Obama positively and open-mindedly on January 20, and it's only Obama's Stalinist actions since that have unleashed the fury of the bedwettingest of American patriots.

Obamagasm? I've been advocating goading these fucks for years, but these fucks give Obama leverage to tack to the right by comparing them to you while reminding you only Obama stands between you and these fucks. Heh, fuck me.

BTW, you do realize that at some point in the next two years Obama's DOJ will have in custody one of these patriots who knows where the bomb will detonate in half-an-hour, possibly a government office building with a crowded child day-care facility where your daughter spends her day while you're at work, yes?

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• A gloat from someone who did (and should have).
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• Today's listening assignment.
• Low.

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WALKING THE DOG

Howard Nemerov

Two universes mosey down the street
Connected by love and a leash and nothing else.
Mostly I look at lamplight through the leaves
While he mooches along with tail up and snout down,
Getting a secret knowledge through the nose
Almost entirely hidden from my sight.

We stand while he's enraptured by a bush
Till I can't stand our standing any more
And haul him off; for our relationship
Is patience balancing to this side tug
And that side drag; a pair of symbionts
Contented not to think each other's thoughts.

What else we have in common's what he taught,
Our interest in shit. We know its every state
From steaming fresh through stink to nature's way
Of sluicing it downstreet dissolved in rain
Or drying it to dust that blows away.
We move along the street inspecting it.

His sense of it is keener far than mine,
And only when he finds the place precise
He signifies by sniffing urgently
And circles thrice about, and squats, and shits,
Whereon we both with dignity walk home
And just to show who's master I write the poem.

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Low?