We Heart Huckabee

[jimboloco]

edvards gets muncxhed
but howard dean does the scream, man

munch got real calm and ordinary in his old age
pisser

maybe i am fitting in with my demographics
it sucks
60+ age whaite malez vote more fer hillarious

fuck me

[e_dog]

obama bin Edwaeds.

Hillary van MCcAIN.

[jimboloco]

just what has hillary got in common with McCain?
she never went to hanoi
he never got fucked by bill
but he might soon enough
and if she gets elected
she might do th grand tour
hanoi, hue, dalat, ho chi minh city

Two Primary-Season Versions of 'Hickory Dickory Dock'
Calvin Trillin
http://www.thenation.com/docprem.mhtml? ... &s=trillin

Hillary, dillary dock.
Hil ran into Barack.
So Bill got shrill
Defending Hil.
Hillary, dillary dock.

Huckabee, duckabee dock.
Not Mike and not his flock
Have heard the news
Of Darwin's views.
Huckabee, duckabee dock.

[e_dog]

MIKE HUCKABEE: There are only a few states that have voted. Twenty-seven have not. People in those 27 states deserve more than a coronation, they deserve an election. They deserve to have their voices and their votes heard and counted. I know the pundits and I know what they say. ‘The math doesn’t work out.’ Folks I didn’t major in math, I majored in miracles and I still believe in those too.

[jimboloco]

i believe in miracles
like
we are gonna turn this nation
into a resurgent place with common sense and
compassionAte progressivism

the dude is fun to watch
no doubt
all good white folk will vote for him
but you an me
we are not good
we are heathen nigger lovers
and we walk with jesus the man
not jesus diefied
i before e except after c
an rosa parks sat down because she was tired
thazz all
a choice tween the son of cain
an hucky

THE AMERICAN STRUGGLE.
I.
Sword! ere the sheath that hid thy light so long
That splendor quench, go thou like 1ightning forth,
High bride of Justice, not of South or North,
And lift, as now, the weak, and quell the strong !
Advance till from the black man’s hut, the song
Rises to God, and by the black man’s hearth
Humanity hath leave in godly mirth
To sit forgetful of her ancient wrong.
Then sleep for ever ; for to work like thine
While the worlds last. no other can succeed
Equal or second. Hang a starry sign
In heaven ! but rather wear a widow’s weed
On earth than break that primal troth and trust
For second nuptials base and prone ambition’s lust.
II.
Lo ! as an eagle battling through a cloud,
That from his neck all night the vapor flings,
And ploughs the dark, till downward from his wings
Fierce sunrise smites with light some shivering crowd
Beneath a blind sea-cavern bent and bowed ;
Thus through the storm of war, the night of things,
That Principle to which the issue clings
Makes fateful way, and spurns at last its shroud.
There were that saw it with a skeptic ken ;
There were that saw it not, through hate or pride ;
But conquering and to conquer, on it came,
No tool of man, but making tools of men,
Till nations shook beneath its advent wide,
And they that loosed the portent rued the same.
AUBREY DE VERE. Feb. 21, 1865
The Nation