Monday, November 3, 2008

A call to arms

Hamlet (or some idiot) asked if it was better to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing, end them. What kind of retarded question is that? Is standing around having shit thrown and shot at you really an option? "Oh, no, no fighting back for me. I'll just take an arrow in the eye, thanks."

Yet, this is the question at hand when people decide whether or not to vote. Look here, people. How do you think the system got so fucked up? Dumb ass fuckers standing around taking an arrow in the eye. Worse yet, the dumber fuckers who vote on the basis of who they'd rather have over for a beer. How has that worked out for you in the past 8 years? Sure, Gore was boring. So what? How many parties has the president ever invited you to? Do you expect the leader of the country to start showing up at your family get togethers? "Oh, hi, Billy Bob? Yeah, this is Al. I'll be coming by for your pig-pickin' this Saturday down by Mosquito Lake." It just doesn't happen. When it does, I'll excuse electing a drunken frat boy who treats the economy like an experiment with his allowance.

Therefore, here is the Bandit's challenge to you: Get out and vote and decide who you vote for on some semi-rational basis - which, by the way, means forgetting absolutely anything you may have heard on Fox News. If you sit home tomorrow, may you get an arrow in the eye. You deserve it.

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