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Day By Day© by Chris Muir.

Friday, September 05, 2008

You know, I try to stay calm when facing adversity. That's why I seldom read blogs that I know are full of items that will upset me. But there are times you really have to know what kind of garbage they are spewing so it can be counted. At the point where it gets bizarre, that's when it's fun. In the less than 36 hours since our own Sarracuda was proclaimed the Vice Presidential nominee, I have received three requests to support Obama with a donation. Some examples:
1. Why would the Republicans spend a whole night of their convention attacking ordinary people? With the nation watching, the Republicans mocked, dismissed, and actually laughed out loud at Americans who engage in community service and organizing. Our convention was different. We gave the stage to everyday Americans who hunger for change and stepped up to make phone calls, knock on doors, and raise money in small amounts in their communities.

2. Both Rudy Giuliani and Sarah Palin specifically mocked Barack's experience as a community organizer on the South Side of Chicago more than two decades ago, where he worked with people who had lost jobs and been left behind when the local steel plants closed...But worst of all -- and this deserves to be noted -- they insulted the very idea that ordinary people have a role to play in our political process

3. After days of negative attacks -- and no mention of real proposals to fix our economy, get more people health care, or make America safer -- the party that brought you eight years of disastrous policies is asking for four more. Well, not if we have anything to say about it.
I hope they aren't expecting anything from me. Besides contempt, I mean. And that contempt is directed only toward the liberals who are in control of the campaigns and the congress. But don't worry, the lion's share of my vitriol is in storage, waiting for the media.

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