By Gene Clark
When the football team I’m rooting for struggles through a game and finally squeaks ahead with 3 or 4 minutes left in the 4th quarter, I think, “There is too much time left on the clock for the other team to come back.
My thinking is that the other team has been kicking my team’s backside for the previous 56 minutes, so there is a good chance that the trend will continue.
That’s a sports metaphor, isn’t it? I should be less testosterony.
Try this metaphor…and please notice that this metaphor is not gender biased.
You are in a committed relationship. You trust your significant other to be faithful and to cleave unto you alone, but you have had to stay an extra day in another city to complete a business trip and you know your very flirtatious and very promiscuous cousin arrived today to spend a few days with you and your significant other.
Besides containing a very complex sentence, the above metaphor represents another version of too much time on the clock.
Where am I going with this?
I don’t trust those slutty Republicans to be alone with the American voters for one minute.
I arrived at work today basking in the glow of Barack Obama’s acceptance speech at the Democratic National Convention. I am a cynical curmudgeon, but I got goose bumps more than once during that speech. I went to bed last night with a secure, warm feeling around my heart.
I was at work 5 minutes when someone said, “How can you trust Barack Obama when he is best buddies with that Ayers guy that blows things up?”
Those whores!
While I was sleeping and dreaming of the America that Barack Obama described in his speech, the Republicans kept at the American voters whispering softly into their ears words like “Muslim,” “madrassa,” “radical,” and “whitey.”
If that’s not bad enough, Dubya and Vice President Dick will still be in charge until around noon on January 20, 2009.
There is too much time left on the clock, and we have to keep John McCain from screwing our country and Dubya, et al., from screwing the planet.
I don’t mean screwing in the environmental way…I mean goading Russia into marching into Poland. I mean goading Iran into doing something stupid to Israel so Israel can have an excuse to re-landscape Iran.
We have a two front fight here at home, and I don’t know if we can win either front separately, let alone simultaneously.
If you keep track of John McCain and the Republican harlots, Dubya might just have the room to plan and execute some truly asinine, deadly foreign excursion.
If you keep scrutiny on Dubya and Vice President Dick, the Republicans start slicing and dicing voters along whatever differences they can find.
If Dubya picks up the phone and tells a general to attack something, the general has but two choices; the general can resign or say, “Yes, Sir, Mr. President.”
Disaffected Hillary Clinton supporters have begun a campaign to prove that Barack Obama can’t legally run for President, “He wasn’t born in Hawaii,” they say. “ He was born in the Middle East or Africa or on Mars, and his Hawaiian Certificate of Live Birth isn’t real…oh, and he’s a Muslim.”
It takes tremendous energy to fight people like that. If you work to dispel the Obama stories, Dubya convinces Poland that we’ve got their back in case Russia attacks. I’m of the opinion that Russia never even considered that kind of move until Dubya started collecting old pieces parts of the former Soviet Union into NATO.
While we are on the topic, with what does Dubya think we can fight Russia, Blackwater USA?
My first concern will resolve itself by November 4, 2008. The country will either fall for Barack Obama or succumb to the trashy charms of the Republicans. After the last three Presidential elections, I am afraid of another broken heart.
The second concern, that Dubya and Vice President Dick will do something incredibly stupid and aggressive, has a shelf life much longer than my first concern
These guys are capable of anything, and there will be way too much time on the clock when the election is over. Whatever the outcome, the focus will be on the pulling together of the new administration and not on the crazy lame ducks with all the launch codes.
As a kid, I would think about exactly when the powers of the President passed from the old guy to the new guy. There is this tiny piece of time before which Bush can still call the shots and after which his successor is in charge.
That split second used to fascinate me; now I’m obsessed by it.
