Although I'm generally a gambling and prognosticating man, I don't try to predict elections. As it turns out, my political preferences don't closely match those of the American majority, so I don't even bother trying to figure out what America wants.
Two years ago though, I learned enough about a certain man to predict that he would become our next president. And...
As Pablo said today, "What's that smell? Ahhhh, it's that new president smell. Mmmmmmm."
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I recall this feeling with Clinton, and he broke my heart. Well, hope springs eternal. You need to contact The Amazing Randi (http://www.randi.org) and gather your million dollars my friend!
Boo for 8 though :( SF must be a mess today.
Yeah, you're right about Clinton. The optimism he inspired rivaled the Obamian hope, but he was a disappointment (although I'd argue a fairly successful presidency all things considered).
The prop 8 result is horrifying though. I simply can't understand why so many of my fellow Californians hate gay people.
Mike said "I simply can't understand why so many of my fellow Californians hate gay people."
I think it's much more commonly fear than hate. And I've never understood that fear. Fear of being 'turned gay?' Are they so unsure of their sexual preference? I wouldn't tongue-kiss you for thousand dollars; and I like you (as a friend, that is).
Jeff, really? Not for $1,000? I'd probably kiss Osama Bin Laden for $1,000.
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