Give me peace, I say, from the idiocracy in Washington, the Beltway bastards who think that the world revolves around the colors red and blue. They care only about their agendas, their supporters, their power, forgetting that we’re sitting back, watching, waiting for our chance to say, “Throw the bums out!”
Can’t they stop their posturing for just one minute, to look into the eyes of a mother who has been out of a job for years and cannot feed her children? Who cares about red and blue when their stomachs hurt so bad from hunger, with no relief in sight but words, words and more words? The only red and blue will be on the crayons her children will eat to quiet the pangs from not eating in who knows how long.
You really piss me off, you arrogant suits. Smarmy, smirky faces. Playing with our futures like we are all pawns in your chess game, winner takes all in a big royal flush of our lives down the sewer pipe of American life. Get me out. Get me out! I didn’t sign up for this.
Does my vote count? Hell, no. Remember 2000? At least there were no tanks in the streets, no bloodshed, even though I really wanted to punch someone. The victor’s agenda ruined this country, making it easy for the politician vultures to pick at our bones.
2012? Heck, it’ll be Armaggedon of a financial kind! The Earth doesn’t have to split in two, we’re going to hell in a handbasket from our greed. Don’t take me with you, people. I’ll be here with my head in the sand, waiting for you all to go away so that, when it’s all over, I can live my life