Obama is a cancer. I don't think we can literally afford a another 4 years of his false promises. His mismanagement is becoming an epic joke on us.
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Anonymous2011-08-06 16:03
Obama for sure. Come his second term when he doesn't need to worry about re-election he'll be able to say "fuck you" to the GOP and quit being such a compromiser, helping them advance portions of their disastrous ideas.
Funny thing is all these retarded conservatives seem to think he's been some sort of "far left" president; such idiocy on their part.
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Anonymous2011-08-06 16:21
>>10
Reagan was far left by my standards. You must have low standards.
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Anonymous2011-08-06 16:40
>>11
What do you expect from a hollywood actor faggot?
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Anonymous2011-08-06 17:20
I was trying to look into third parties, but I can't decide which one has the highest chance of succeeding.
Information seems to be extremely scarce. No one wants to talk about it. What third party were you guys going to vote?
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Anonymous2011-08-06 17:35
>>10
I sure do with that were true, and I'm voting for him on that hope, because there really is no alternative. God help us if one of the republican candidates gets put in charge; Then there'll be nothing left between the US and corporate buttfuckery into the end of time.
I really doubt it though, since he hasn't shown even a hint of spine thus far. It seems to me he honestly thinks the Republicans want the best for the country and not to just line their pockets with the money of the corporations who elect them. Ineffective bill after ineffective bill, and any supposed actual change is left to some bullshit "panel" that will end up doing nothing.
What would say to me that he's broken free from the bullshit more than anything is an end to corn subsidies. If he does that, I'll be a believer.
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Anonymous2011-08-07 6:30
|God help us if one of the republican candidates gets put in charge
Maybe we'll get a a government that answers to the will of the people rather then the new liberal elite and their special interests groups.
Hope and Change, asshole. He spent the first 3 years fucking up health care, sucking Muslim cock, not getting us out of the middle east, stealing our civil liberties, spending other people's cash, trying to raise taxes on everyone, and lying to us every chance he got. He was God's gift to Republicans. Who's Bush now? That is you, sir.
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Anonymous2011-08-07 9:24
>>15
>He spent the first 3 years fucking up health care, sucking Muslim cock, not getting us out of the middle east, stealing our civil liberties, spending other people's cash, trying to raise taxes on everyone, and lying to us every chance he got
the difference is republicans will do the same thing voluntary
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Anonymous2011-08-07 9:35
My fervent hope is that all the US Representatives and all 33 of the Senators up for election in 2012 get beat. Maybe that will send a message to a few people, because right now it doesn't matter who is President.
But it probably won't happen.
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Anonymous2011-08-07 15:06
I'd vote for Obama, not because I want him to be president, just because it's scary to think about what could happen with a republican in the office these days.
It's actually pretty scary... I don't want them to ruin our country.
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Anonymous2011-08-07 20:32
If Ron Paul somehow wins the primary (I've convinced my entire family here in Massachusetts to switch to Republican jsut for this primary, so I am helping), I'll be voting for Ron Paul. If not, I'm voting for Obama.
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Anonymous2011-08-07 23:20
I'll vote for Obama because I like corruption, lies and watching America die at the hands of an effeminate beta male. Who wants the deficit fixed?
Imagine the damage he could do with 4 more years if he didn't have to worry about being re-elected!
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Anonymous2011-08-07 23:26
I'm voting Captain America.
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Anonymous2011-08-08 20:18
Voting will not keep you warm at night.
Political leaders will not shine a light through the darkness.
This will:
>>23
Somehow that seems very unlikely as that it promotes burning flags.
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littlekid2332011-08-09 22:57
“Excuse me, Mr. Nick!” It was Pearl Fey. She looked very small behind the tall oak defendant’s stand.Phoenix heard Franziska von Karma, the prosecutor, babbling something about her perfection, and decided that he could spare his attention. “What is it, Pearls?” He whispered out of the corner of his mouth. The girl stared up at him with her large brown eyes. Her silky brown hair was braided into two circles behind her head that bounced up and down when she was surprised or excited. And to top it off she wore the standard light purple channeler’s robe with a pink sash, only in miniature. “Mr. Nick, I have to go potty, bad!” “I’m sorry, Pearls, but you’ll have to hold it a little longer. The judge doesn’t look ready to call a recess yet.” “Oh…” “Don’t worry, we’ll get you to a bathroom. Just hang in there, okay?” “Okay!” said Pearl, breaking into a grin. Phoenix couldn’t help but smile back. He didn’t like kids, but Pearl never caused any trouble. “Mr. Wright! I would advise you to pay attention to your own client’s trial!” “Y-yes, your honor!” Phoenix stammered. The judge continued. “Ms. Von Karma was just about to call the next witness to the stand…” It was Lotta Hart, the nosy photographer who almost always managed to show up in time to witness the crime scene. They began the cross examination. Phoenix listened carefully to the entire testimony, and Pearl waited patiently. He kept reviewing all the evidence, looking frantically for contradictions, but the story seemed airtight. He could tell the judge was getting impatient, and his window of opportunity was closing. This looked like it could be the end… “Need some help?” A familiar voice came from right next to him, and Phoenix glanced over in astonishment. “Pearls? What…” His heart almost stopped. There stood Mia Fey, his dead mentor. He’d always had something of a crush on her, and now she looked more beautiful than ever before. Now, her hair was brown, and braided up in the back just like Pearl’s. He realized that the young spirit medium must be channeling Mia. “Hmmm…these clothes are a little small though.” Phoenix blushed as he realized just how short the eight-year-old’s skirt was on the fully grown Mia. It barely covered her crotch! And now Mia, who had always had a large bust, was quite literally almost popping out of the minuscule channeling robes. She must have noticed Phoenix staring. “Get it together, Phoenix! You’ve got a case to win!” He nodded and turned back to the witness stand. Mia continued. “Now, start trying to press the witness for-urk!” She suddenly felt an intense pressure in her abdomen. That little girl was working on quite a load! “Are you okay, Mia?” “Y-yeah…I’m fine…” she reassured him, although she was beginning to sweat. I’m not sure how much longer I can hold it. “Ms. Hart, isn’t it true you took more than one photo of the crime scene?” “Well, yeah! You reckon I’d let a story this big go by with just one pitcher to show for it?” “Would you mind presenting those additional pictures to the court?” “The prosecution has deemed the additional photograph to be irrelevant.” Phoenix pointed in his trademark gesture. “I think that’s for the people of this court to decide!” “I’m sorry, Ms. Von Karma, but I must agree with the defense on this – YOW!” Franziska cracked her whip viciously at the old man. “Very well! If you wish to waste this court’s time, I will present the other photo.” “Hmmm… what could this mean…?” Phoenix pored over the newly submitted picture for any discrepancies. “T-there, a contradiction! Think about the evidence you have and compare it to the picture you just got!” counseled Mia in a rather strained tone of voice. At that very moment she was forcing back an intense urge to use the bathroom by any means necessary. I’ve got to focus on the trial…she chided herself. But she could feel her concentration slipping. As her protégé raised an objection, she gripped the defendant’s stand with white knuckles. She shifted nervously in her uncomfortably tight clothing. She couldn’t really blame Phoenix for staring, after all, she was sporting some truly eye popping cleavage. “Are you really alright, chief? You don’t look so good.” Phoenix asked. He seemed genuinely concerned, as Mia’s face had blanched and she was now sweating noticeably. The air around her was beginning to waver and bend almost imperceptibly. “Don’t worry about me, you need to think of the client!” Ugh...this is the worst I’ve ever had to go in my whole life. I can feel my connection to Pearl waning… Mia quickly began to understand the bottom line: if she didn’t find relief soon, she would go back to the spirit world and leave Phoenix on his own. As the fight between Phoenix and Franziska dragged on, Mia’s eyes widened in desperation. An airy fart squeezed itself out of her, and the very tip of a hard turd emerged from between her cheeks. She needed a toilet, now. Her lips parted as an almost inaudible moan escaped them. She clutched her backside tightly and hopped up and down to distract herself. She stopped and doubled over as she farted again, louder. The sheer volume of feces inside her astounded Mia. She fought hard to hold it in, but it was a losing battle. The whole room started to narrow to tunnel vision, and the sound of Phoenix and Franziska arguing at the top of their lungs faded to a dull roar. This is it…she thought. It’s now or never. She relaxed her sphincter, and a large volume of gas escaped her. “Ohhh…” She ceased to perceive anything else in the room, except the blissful release she was feeling. She gave her body a push to help things along, and just like that she was defecating. Her eyes were closed, and beneath her slightly upturned nose her mouth was formed into an ‘O’ of pure bliss. The enormous turd that had been bothering her slid smoothly out of her rectum and rested against her panties for a moment, before another push from Mia caused them to bulge out easily with a soft crackle. The poop kept coming and began to pile into a mound. Even though everyone in the courtroom was watching Mia awkwardly, all she could feel was the warm, gooey sensation on her behind. If I had known how much pleasure you get from soiling yourself, I would have done this while I was alive! When that piece was finished, she could feel more lining up for exit. This one was wider, so she spread her legs and bent over the stand, revealing more cleavage. Her brow furrowed and she bit her lower lip out of exertion. Oh, my, this one is huge! What on earth did that little girl eat? She was so lost in concentration that Mia’s bladder released, causing a fountain of urine to cascade from between her legs. A puddle formed underneath her, splashing onto the floor. As she strained, Mia released a big fart into Pearl’s loaded panties. “Nnnnngh!” With the noise she was making, everyone in the courtroom was looking at her. “What’s going on?” “Mommy, is the lady going poo-poo?” If there was any doubt before, it was now clear that Mia was going poo-poo, as she began to push in earnest on the big lump of excrement inside her. Mia’s anus began to widen further and further, and gradually, her bowel movement began to slide out with a soft, crackling. “Nnnh…nnh…oh!” Her sphincter was stretched to its limit.Finally, the widest part passed through and began to slide easily into her heavy panties. “Ahhhhhhh…” Mia as the football shaped BM smushed at last into Pearl’s undies, which were adorned with bumblebees and flowers. The panties sagged considerably beneath her short skirt, revealing the crack of her bum, which was smeared brown. Mia stood up. Every man, woman and child in the court room was staring at her open mouthed after witnessing her display. Mia barely noticed. That was the thing about being a spirit, she thought. You don’t have to worry about the opinions of others. After a moment of silence, Mia cleared her throat. “If the court is ready, may we continue with the…oh! Ungh…mmmph…” She closed one of her eyes and grimaced. She pushed on her tummy with a slender hand and finally voided the last of her bowels. A thin log slithered out of her and rested on top of the enormous pile in her panties. “Hang on…there’s more…” After an audible fart she grunted again, releasing a mushy mass of hot slop that coated her production. She nodded. “Your honor…?” “Well, I must say that in all my years I have never seen someone take a case so seriously."
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Anonymous2011-08-11 19:58
>>24
Well... I didn't click on the link... scared of Christian propaganda. Light in the darkness...
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Anonymous2011-08-11 21:47
>>26
|Implying you thought it had anything to do with Christian propaganda
Can't be as bad as the present tax and spend monkey.
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Anonymous2011-08-22 11:23
You're right OP, though it can also be argued that Obama is irresponsible for not taking into account political factors. It was sun tzu who said "keep your enemies closer", Obama alienated his enemies very early on and hasn't been in a position to get his ideas across to the majority of opponents, he should have learned a thing or 2 from Bill Clinton's southern strategy.
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Anonymous2011-08-26 17:49
Bearing in mind the current slate of likely Republicans, anyone who thinks about voting for them is a retard and should be removed from the gene pool ASAP.