Labor Day Politics from the Barnyard

Yawn.
A hunter who had a standing reservation at a motel in Denver was thrown to the floor, handcuffed, and dragged away from the motel where Nancy Pelosi was staying, because someone noticed he was checking in with guns. Duh. What do you hunt with in Colorado? Rocks? Spears? Everyone I know who hunts either goes to Colorado, Wyoming, or Montana for the hunting season - or wishes that they could. Democrats r stoopid. So are some Feebs.

The newscasters are breathlessly arguing about who McCain is going to announce for his Vice Presidency - in an hour. Shut up and wait for it.

The Republicans have cancelled their Convention because of Hurricane Gustav. OK, Republicans r stupid, too - you don't schedule a gun-paranoaic Convention at the start of hunting season in a capitol of wildlife hunts, and you don't schedule a Convention anywhere near a coastline during hurricane season.

Sorta makes you wonder who these people are that want to tell us they can lead a government, doesn't it?

I have horse poop to shovel - good, honest, horse poop, that doesn't pretend to be anything else but horse poop; doesn't try to smell like roses and certainly doesn't dress in expensive clothes and an insincere smile to fool me into thinking it is high-quality horse poop. It gives me the same quality fertilizer every year; slow-release, soil-nourishing, water retaining horse poop.

I have more cucumbers to pickle; they are long and green and crunchy, and I know exactly what to expect when I cut them, put them in the jars, cover them with brine. If I do everything right, the lids 'shnick' down and I have pickles. This is the joy of what I do - no frills, no alternatives, if you do something exactly right you get the exact outcome you hoped for. Only the insane do the same thing over and over again and expect different results.

So why is everyone glued to their TVs watching the same candidates over and over again, salivating over each new pile of poop that falls off the truck, believing that THIS time things will change?

Idiots. I have work to do. Have a lovely long weekend. Hope you are ready to be in your next pickle, because I can hear the lids 'schnicking' down from here, sealing us all tightly in... Because in spite of all of the breathless idiocy running rampant and the horse poop being flung, these morons are playing us exactly right to keep us in the same fix, while we stumble blindly about the barnyard, believing that things will change.