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Can McCain restrain his Hulk-itude one more time?


Hey, it's just the future of mankind or whatever... and it's at least safe to say he's locked up the bigot-vote with his dog-whistle comments and openly disdainful body language towards him, not to mention, the "who is Obama really" Willy Horten-ish ads run by the ghosts of Lee Atwater that obviously call the shots for McCain campaign.

And the next debate is on domestic policy? Surely that's McCain's strong suit right? Oh my, I almost, almost feel sorry for McCain. To be perfectly honest, I kind of liked the old codger, especially when he went up against Shrub in 2000 and called Falwell and Robertson and Dobson for what they are, "agent's of intolerance." But, I guess he'd fooled me, because he said that, and complained about negative campaigning out of expediency and not conviction way back then before 9/11, Gulf War II, torture, and now the collapse of the world economy, etc.

I've seen less awkward divorce proceedings....

Sure, sure, one could surmise that the same is true of any politician, including Obama and especially Biden, but the contrast between McCain of 2000 and McCain of today is as if he's a Manchurian Candidate now or something... all snark aside though, really I seriously believe the RNC wanted to lose the White House and because McCain has been annoying them endlessly wanting to be president, they thought they'd take out two annoying and inconvenient buzzards with one strategically placed stone. McCain retires after losing (barely) in 08 and the brunt of the global financial meltdown, and two disastrous occupations and the endless drain of resources, and blood they will require to end will conveniently be blamed on the Democratic Party. Okay, that may sound cynical a wee bit, but from a purely sociopath's point of view (i.e. Rovian) it makes perfect sense. Perfect sense.

As good as this last debate made me feel, it has not assuaged my fear of the immediate and long-term future for America and mankind in general, but it was a nice short-lived palliative of small relief that was very, very welcome.

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