World Trade Is A Death Machine

As it appears, NARAL, the largest Pro-Choice activist organization in the US, has decided to back Obama over Hillary! I couldn't believe it either until I read the original article and got the opinions from bloggers that quickly caught wind of it. I previously backed Obama myself until I realized what would happen if he got the nomination. After I had my realization, I started backing Hillary.

Andrew Austin blogged this:

NARAL Screws Over Women

Kate Michelman came out for Obama a long time ago. NARAL is following her lead. Michelman's endorsement, published in the Huffington Post, is, frankly, embarrassing. She sees Obama as a messiah figure.

I know this will sting, but this is typical of Obama supporters (followers, really): it's about how Obama makes them feel not whether he's right on the ideas or whether he can be elected.

When Obama's handlers were test marketing their product, they knew right away they had a shot at the prize when they recorded the emotional way liberal Democrats responded to the glittering generalities the Obama campaign were pitching (they even test marketed and devised a logo fit for armbands and banners).

Clinton has all the right ideas for Democrats, but she doesn't make them feel good. Hard-nosed, practical people often lose out to the vacuous and charismatic (charisma is a manufactured essence).

To be blunt about it, the Obama candidacy is a personality cult. Those who will put McCain in the White House (likely with a mandate) are impervious to the manufactured magic of Barrack Obama.

The bottom line is that we need a smart and experienced politician with the best ideas, not an "extraordinary leader" who makes us feel good.

One would think that there are enough scary analogs in history of politicians supposedly worthy of unquestioning devotion, the most recent example of which is George Bush.

I guess I should be happy Obama won't win, but that means McCain will, and a McCain presidency will be a disaster for working people, minorities, and women. I can't be happy about that.

I agreed with pretty much everything in this guy's confession:

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I want a lot
but I don't think I have the work ethic to get it
I know I can, its just a matter of doing it.

Sometimes I wonder if I will ever find purpose in my life. I often suffer from lack of motivation, but it makes me question why I do things. People go about their lives so blindly it amazes me. They are so self centered, so caught up in the "present" they often forget for what reason they are even living at all. I would hate to become one of those people, but I fear I will become one, simply because its the only way to go.

Because eventually you will die…and in the infinite constant known as time, you will always be forgotten. This makes me want to stick my middle finger up to the world and do whatever I want. Does it really matter? Whats the point?

Were just organisms on this tiny planet in this unthinkably large universe going about our own little business. If that isn't insignifigance, I don't know what is.

Sometimes I wonder

Why

Closet Music: The music you love but hide for fear of being ridiculed.

Hint: It's Base64 encoded

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it's taking all of my concentration and willpower not to go into my closet or car and scream my lungs out. There are so many things, too many things I cannot deal with right now but must since it's so close to graduation. There's nothing more I'd rather do than have a true weekend where I'm not doing 5 hours of homework each day that allegedly is used for "resting". It'd be nice to sleep on a real bed, too.

Fuck English and the senior project.

and fuck fruitless efforts.

I wanna make some babies
I wanna get it on
I wanna make you horny
but I can't get it up
I wanna make some money
but I don't want no job
I wanna make you horny
but I can't get it up

-Jimmy Urine