How are you feeling?
posted by Casey Cichowicz in adventure, animals in pants, civics, consciousness, dear clusterflock, politics | * | 62 comments
My Chinese food is here! Also some of these wives are wearing pink.
They’re watching the Yankees and the Tigers debate in the bar where I am tonight.
My future is bright. Time to go back to being a college student.
Shelia, keep us posted. To all our bright futures!
Speaking of the future, I’ve been thinking about taking out a loan and going back to school. The best thing is — I’ll be dead before it’s paid off! So that’s something.
Let’s all go back to school!
Stupid migratory birds
If we could just rape our country more than other countries, we’ll be in the clear!
I’m taking a smoke break since I’m already irritated.
Clean coal will ensure we all have awesome jobs when we’re out of school.
With less birds to worry about.
Mostly, I’m scared of those Undecided Voters. Who are these people?
They are reviewing the alternates like The Green Party.
Yay, all my capital gains tax will go away! Because that’s so middle class.
There are those people. And then there are the ones who get all warm and moist (or big and hard) when they hear the words “small business.”
Some undecided people are democrats who are disappointed in Obama and want to teach him a lesson.
Are the Yankees Dead? That’s what we care about.
I think we’re all dead soon.
Wait! Are those balls?
Yeah, well, that’s why I want to go back to school. Have fun fucking around in school, get my degree, and die!
School first, death second. I need a college degree. According to my father, the POTUS is kicking ass tonight.
Binders full of women!
Best to keep them bound in binders.
I had a binder full of women once.
Was it covered in stickers?
I’m an unscientific Pole.
It was sticky, that’s for sure.
Obviously Michael Jones doesn’t know where to find deals. Scour the internet.
I bet there’s a good deal to be had on binders.
Come to the U S of A, and serve in our military! Or donate some organs. We welcome you.
Did our president just say “gang bangers”?
Hour in, I’m as tired as they look. They’re boring the shit out of each other. Candy is the only spice and she’s not driving the bus nearly well enough. I wont’er to crack some heads.
I hear #bindersfullofwomen is trending.
I’ve been watching the ball game in the bar and just now tuned into the Debate on the Radio.
Yeah, #bindersfullofwomen is a thing.
Hi Rick! Im enjoying Candy as a moderator tonight. Everyone else?
It’s the top of the 6th. Tigers: 2. Yankees: 0.
Candy’s awesome. She’s too polite. So’s Obama.
Slap the mofo down!
Wow. Before you have babies, you ought to think about getting married to someone?!?!
On the gun question!?
Once when the camera had Rmoney [sic] in the background, I thought he looked like somebody. Took me a while…aw, I lost it. Crowley? Nah, nevermind.
Okay, I’m reminded now of the level of our civic discussion. I’m going back to the ball game.
Evil China and evil single mothers.
Just drop the minimum wage.
Make the US attractive to entrepreneurs. I’ve got a binder full of women, and pussy’s half off for the next ten minutes.
Mitt took care of all his kids
Oh, I’m sick. “Using specific examples . . . debunk this misperception . . . . ” This is not adult discourse. It’s an extended assignment for adolescents, a mock debate for Boys State.
By hiring nannies from the binder full of women.
How am I feeling? Sick at the sorry level of what passes for public debate. Not that it was any higher in any mythical olden days.
Somehow the two minutes thing just sets them up for a string of sound bites, avoiding the specifics.
Top of the seventh. Tigers still in the lead.
I live in a house with two Michiganders, so that’s good news.
Lost my voice yelling at the TeeVee again.
. . . an extended assignment for adolescents, a mock debate for Boys State . . .
I used to think that, and I guess it’s probably accurate for some youth debates, but after watching a middle school model UN a few years ago, I realized, no, our “adult” debates suck harder than your average prep school debate team. Only lame middle school debate teams are as awful as our presidential debates.
Pretty good middle school debate teams highlight their differences and argue with more facts, more verve, and more logic. Middle school debate teams do not score points for, say, randomly introducing their siblings/parents/relatives or claiming apriori knowledge of, oh, the future.
Here’s a random bit from the tonight’s debate: “There were hunting opportunities, for instance, that haven’t previously been available and so forth, so it was a mutually agreed- upon piece of legislation. That’s what we need more of, Candy. What we have right now in Washington is a place that’s gridlocked.” That’s the kind of thing you might hear from a completely unprepared middle school team that isn’t going to make it out of the first round of a tri-school debate competition.
I wish I liked baseball…
Well, you really can’t even call it debating, what the candidates have been doing.
And I say that realizing that last night’s format was not that of a formal debate at Oxford.
Still, the pure, druggy randomness of it all reminding me of conversations friends and I had during the Acid Era.