First, the music to the polling center:
I can't drive 55: Sammy Hagar.
Apparently i'm channeling all the old OK-First classics...this was a big one back in the day with Deke. Long boring story on this one, so i'll save it.
On to politics...
First off, let me just say this: If you vote Tea Party, you're part of the fucking problem, not the solution. Grow up and educate yourself, especially if you're in Oklahoma. "Don't Tread on Me"? Are you serious? Oklahoma gets $1.30 from the federal government for every tax dollar collected. Tell you what, you don't like the federal government? See what happens when they cut federal spending in Oklahoma by 20+%, then see if you cry another tune.
The only notable race in Oklahoma is for Governor and we have the choice between two republicans. One, listed as a democrat, is intelligent and has good ideas. The other is the devil who spews out repoob talking points. You can guess who wins this one.
Finally, we have ridiculous state questions this year. State questions include:
Showing your ID when you vote
Making English the official language
Repealing health care reform
numerous education questions
All are ridiculous and narrow minded, but most will pass. Oh the drama in 10 years when a voter's unemployed daughter has her 3rd kid from as many unknown fathers. They'll struggle to find health care and the child will be fucked. But hey, at least the government isn't telling them what to do! The argument on health care is ridiculous. It's a good idea, much like railroad crossing gates. Yet, people refuse this idea of universal health care. It's doesn't affect them, but because it's from Obama, IT'S BAD. DON'T TREAD ON ME. These are the same assholes who look at that railroad crossing and say, "fuck it, i'm going". I hope the train wins.
Last, the drive in to work again channeled an OK-First great.
Take me home tonight: Eddie Money
In the words of Coconut Pete: "you think Eddie Money has to put up with this shit?"
Bonus if anyone can tell me the secret ingredient to Coconut Pete's paella?
3 comments:
Secret Ingredient: Love. And not like a love between a parent and child, but rather the sloppy, 8 tequila shot love you have with 5.5, maybe 6 at the end of the bar on a Tuesday.
Matt, looks like you have your night planned out.
Drew. It IS Tuesday...
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