Yeah, I don’t have to read them, so I’m just venting here. If you don’t like it, then suck my left nut.
I actually like politics but the constant, relentless barrage of threads about the lamest of things is driving me nuts. And, if I do like a thread and start reading, the constant arguing and personal attacks just make me sad… it’s kool-ade for everyone!
I don’t know what fuels it but it’s like a massive board war, and everyone needs to go fuck off and die until November. I can’t even imagine what the non-USA dopers are thinking, but it can’t be good.
Shut uuuupppp, aaaarrrggghhh, there is no bathroom!
Welp, I guess this thread is as good a place as any to talk about Sarah Palin. I often find myself wondering what opinions Dopers have of her, but really, you just don’t hear shit about her around here, do you?
I’ve been avoiding the political threads for the most part, but then the political threads find their way into everything. They’re like fucking fruit flies crawling into my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Goddamn fruit flies.
Not a bad idea at all.
As for Autolycus- I still remember the first time I met you here. You were behind that dumpster, timid, afraid, huge eyes, clearly had not eaten for a time, capable of speaking only in Portugese and hand signals and even in those only able to discuss ceramics and office supplies, but I took you by the hand and led you into the forums, and I said “Dopers, this is Autolycus— welcome him. Treat him as you would the son of my own concubine’s third favorite servant… put a ring upon his finger [nothing too gaudy, something sterling and just slightly goth-- just a hint of goth really, unless you have one of those with the hinge and fake nail cause those are cool… ooh, pewter poison ring! perfect! The small one] and put off-brand crocs upon his feet and give to him water and fire, for he is to be accepted as one of us, only with fewer rights and less respect”, because I cared for you.
And this is how you repay me? You come into a thread that’s currently near a thread that I started and you judge me (and by extension my relatives and friends, living dead and imagined, including my currently regnant fantasy he-concubine David Cook, to yell at US for discussing politics? And yet not once do you have even the common decency to admit that Sarah Palin is a crazy wolf-bitch and McCain the dimwitted pimp she’ll ultimately leave in a shallow grave in the Mojave while off to trade her symbolic fading favors to metaphorical miners for their stakes? Not once do you acknowledge the righteousness of Lord Obama or even offer to have the tattoo placed on your calf? I should have left you behind that dumpster talking to the Brazilian kid about removing staples from bathroom tile!
But the true glory of Obama is that even now it is not too late for your salvation… just say the words! You don’t have to mean them, just say them! Belief will come…
You may be awoken by Obama’s hand in your pocket and the terrorists’ knives at your throat if a significant number of likely voters break a hip or can’t figure out that damn butterfly ballot.
I am in your debt for letting me suckle at your teat of awesomeness during my early days here. Therefore, I will reveal the shocking fact that I plan on voting for Obama. Palin could probably kill me with the moose hidden in her vagina, so I am afraid to belittle her publically.
It just seems as though the stupidity and partisanship has skyrocketed in the last couple of weeks. And God help us if McCain wins. I think perhaps I’m going to stay away from the Pit and GD until after the election.
