Coronation Day...

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It's almost midnight and I've managed to avoid just about every news item about the coronation of President Jethro.

If it wasn't for Air America, I'm be on top of a tall building with a salad shooter spraying the people below with raw zuccini. What happened to my country? I turned away for a second and it turned into Mayberry 666. What the f...?

On the personal note, I had a job interview yesterday and I've got another one coming up on Tuesday. Christ, I think it's easier to fake an orgasam than it is to show interest in these suck-ass positions. Dating is somewhat less successful, as Annie *(not her real name) has apparently given me the slip.

Don't know what I did wrong, but hope I had some fun doing it. I don't feel like following after this one to find out what happened. I believe the early stage of a relationship is like a jet in take-off. You need to reach the high altitudes quickly, without any problems or you'll be splattered all over the runway.

Maybe Annie Not-Her-Real-Name is some kind of Republican operative, a member of the Heretic Foundation spying on all us blue staters. Probably headed back to D.C. to attend the coronation and give her handlers a full report. She is from Buffalo after all...

Meanwhile, fasten your seatbelts, it's going to be a bumpy four years. I figured if I can't get a job here, I'll go to Iraq and become a coffin maker. Those suckers have got to be busy.

God help America.

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Calamity Jen said…
As a Canadian (or an "American born abroad," as stated on a certificate that my ex-pat parents obtained for me when I was a baby), I always find it refreshing to read the non-jingoistic writings of enlightened Americans. I am sorry about your countrymen's uninformed voting. I feel bad enough as a left-winger under a Conservative government; I can't imagine how hard it is to be a liberal under the rule of Dubya.
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