not called the Grand[iose] Old Party for nothing, sisters & brothers.  I wander about this green woodside of disenfranchisement on the shaky notion that all is perfectly well in the eyes of the repugnation, as has always been the plan, Stan.  They easily lodged dubious dub-duh-dub Dub [figurehead] behind the dais via the creepy digital age, strong-arm polls, hate-radio, swiftboat nonsense mudslime scriptology, and the looped-n-stupid sheeple steeple jingle-jangle-jingo-lingo antithesis to the pejoratively-mis-pigeonholed people of the “pinko-think,” by mink coat wearing, shee-it swearing, self-righteous card carrying, southern bells, & Limbough wearing, depravers of common sense & human logic; & the distinctly stinky dehumanization nation’s finest cracker stacker benefactor’s to tobacco chew and stump jump thump & me-me-my-my-ride-er-hard-&-put-er-away-wet set, white bread & pompumstance ire & ignorant line-dance like a goosestep & a heil beastly zeitgeist pile of age old dung & post humanity yellow-ribbon printed rhetorical renderers of meaningless Mordor order & daytime TV’s most simpleton circumstances!

So look here if you have the patience to be pasted with two more paragraphs of drivel:  Our most ideal human dark horses for the final visit to the polls have been summarily alleviated of their run…by inside pressure (one has to suppose) and the almighty Cash-Millions Rider introduced by the 21^st Century Rules to Run for President Precedence.  So left to us, The People, are:  The Lady who is shady, The Brother easily smothered, & The Great White Ghost war hero yes-man who hugs Dub like he wants to have his baby….. giblets gravy (& I, personally, don’t like giblets in my gravy, being more of an Au Jus sort), so oh-no we are up against the wall, splat!…& if they have their way they’ll...have…us…all…shat! & put out with the cat.  OH, dear croist!  If there was truly a nation of the people, by the people, for the people, we’d line up one after the other individually-indivisibly-individually in unison, and demand a paper ticket and vote for an independent, and command to view the count live via satellite.  Anything less, and we might as well just piss it all away now; holy cash cow, how we’ve been troweled…………

All I know (if I know anything at all anymore) is we, as a family, have what is considered right near the top of the line (afforded to the common man) Health Insurance coverage.  And it just went up again big time: monthly, co-pay, deductible, pharmaceutical, the whole shebang.  It’s so high now…yeow…that it stings like 3^rd degree burn to think about it much.  And it is terrifying to think they can keep raising the cost and it covers what?  WHAT the tangible fuck does it cover anymore?  Insurance of every sort is a scandal, a lie, and a monster that feeds in the night and sharpens its claws by day.  OH  GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF ME YOU DAMNED DIRTY APES!!!!

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