Finger? Thumb? What's the difference?

When are we going to get back to our own lives and the daily conversations with our families? People I used to talk sports, games, and drinks with are all political pundits telling me why Bush is a dick and how fucked this country is. Well, maybe that's true, but what are you planning on doing about it? Bitch? Complain? Moan? I used to break up with girlfriends for less than that, and they were hot. I'm impartial when it comes to the presidency as it has as much to do with me as uterine cancer. I have no idea what having a uteris is all about, and I'll be damned if I want to know. As a man, I'm fortunate enough never to know about it, and that's how I want my politics. Distanced. People who read this blog know that I hate nearly everything. This country allows me the luxury of making fun of issues of the day in my own bipartisan way without reprisal from the 'man.' The sky is blue and contrail white, my car runs on very expensive gas, the summer is hotter than a mutha fucka, and the Super Bowl of an election is now 8 months over, bad calls and all. Stop watching the news, surfing Fark.com for the 'NEWS' and 'SCARY' tags, and pay attention to your friends and family. Soak your feet and remember, there was a time when Pittsburgh's sky was black as pitch, Alabama used to string up culler'd for lookin at white women, and Chicago was run by Mafioso's who would gun you down if you didn't pay da protection. We might be getting fucked now, but remember, there's always a kiss waiting for us when it’s all over.