All the fight is gone. I'm drained. This country is getting what it deserves. I did not vote for the War Criminal. I did not vote for the War Criminal. I DID NOT VOTE FOR THE WAR CRIMINAL!!!!!

Last night was a beautiful sight. The War Criminal got his ass whupped by President Kerry. Kerry was direct, forthright, and to the point. The War Criminal just looked angry and scared. He couldn't answer questions without stammering and staring into oblivion, he used words incorrectly (vociferous, when he meant vicious), and he came across as defensive and petulant. I am ecstatic!
The only problem with last night's debate is that Kerry . . . won. Karl with a K (just like they spell it in Germany!) probably burst a blood vessel after witnessing his puppet's lowly performance. Remember in 2000 when Gore won the first debate? When Karl gets mad, it isn't pretty.
But at this point, with the mess in Iraq becoming exponentially worse, I doubt that even the Iron Puppetmaster can keep the War Criminal looking good.

I have "The Girl's Not Grey" stuck in my head. Whoever started calling AFI a punk band needs to have his or her synapses realigned. This my stupid blog. I have more to say, but not right now.