NO MORE BUSH!!!!
Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2003 4:53 am
Well tonight was rather emotional for me. The moon's in Scorpio, what do you expect, eh?
I went down to my favorite bar (uh oh...I mean British spelling...favourite) and ended up talking to the woman beside me who came from the small town of Anacortes.
She worked as a receptionist in a doctor's office up there, and understood well, as I do, how devastating it is that doctors have to turn away Medicare/DSHS patients because the government payout to physicians is so low. BUT YET she confessed she was a Bushie. I mentioned how crazy it was that the "clear skies act" Bush champions actually makes it EASIER for companies to get away with belching more pullutants into the sky. She changed the subject, but I returned to it, and when she went to the loo (bathroom for you non-Limeys) I took the opportunity to leave.
I found myself exploding with anger, and acting like a true alcoholic or mentally ill person as I walked to the bus stop yelling "NO MORE BUSH!!!" several times. I sat at the bus stop, next to an upscale hotel, and yelled at the top of my lungs "NO...MORE...BUSH!!!" several times. Surprised at my own behavior, but burning with emotion and unable to control myself nonetheless.
Just as my bus finally came, two black men walked up to me and it seemed they were as eager to talk as I was. They interrupted my initial attempts to say "don't vote Bush" by saying "Are you ready to listen?" I knew the sensitivity of black folks, especially black men, and said "Yes, I am. But I have something to say." They said "What?" And I said "Don't vote Bush." I noticed just then that my bus was pulling up and said "This is my bus, man I have to go" touching one of them on the shoulder to let them know I had no problem with them. As I began to board the bus, the man said "I voted for Bush!" I said "FUCK Bush" as I boarded the bus. Not much he could do then, as he wasn't boarding.
I cried silently on the way home.
When ignorant, well meaning, compassionate people from small towns support Bush, when black people tell me they voted for Bush...I know I must give up and let the ignorant of this world take over. Their numbers are too big for me. I have no control.
But I want to say this: my belief or non-belief in God is predicated on one thing and one thing only: whether Bush is re-elected or not. There can be no God as far as I am concerned who would let this man continue to propogate his lies in the name of this country's safety and welfare.
Anyone who cares even a little about their fellow man could not vote for Bush. And if I could find a group of Christians against Bush, I would join their club in a second.
I went down to my favorite bar (uh oh...I mean British spelling...favourite) and ended up talking to the woman beside me who came from the small town of Anacortes.
She worked as a receptionist in a doctor's office up there, and understood well, as I do, how devastating it is that doctors have to turn away Medicare/DSHS patients because the government payout to physicians is so low. BUT YET she confessed she was a Bushie. I mentioned how crazy it was that the "clear skies act" Bush champions actually makes it EASIER for companies to get away with belching more pullutants into the sky. She changed the subject, but I returned to it, and when she went to the loo (bathroom for you non-Limeys) I took the opportunity to leave.
I found myself exploding with anger, and acting like a true alcoholic or mentally ill person as I walked to the bus stop yelling "NO MORE BUSH!!!" several times. I sat at the bus stop, next to an upscale hotel, and yelled at the top of my lungs "NO...MORE...BUSH!!!" several times. Surprised at my own behavior, but burning with emotion and unable to control myself nonetheless.
Just as my bus finally came, two black men walked up to me and it seemed they were as eager to talk as I was. They interrupted my initial attempts to say "don't vote Bush" by saying "Are you ready to listen?" I knew the sensitivity of black folks, especially black men, and said "Yes, I am. But I have something to say." They said "What?" And I said "Don't vote Bush." I noticed just then that my bus was pulling up and said "This is my bus, man I have to go" touching one of them on the shoulder to let them know I had no problem with them. As I began to board the bus, the man said "I voted for Bush!" I said "FUCK Bush" as I boarded the bus. Not much he could do then, as he wasn't boarding.
I cried silently on the way home.
When ignorant, well meaning, compassionate people from small towns support Bush, when black people tell me they voted for Bush...I know I must give up and let the ignorant of this world take over. Their numbers are too big for me. I have no control.
But I want to say this: my belief or non-belief in God is predicated on one thing and one thing only: whether Bush is re-elected or not. There can be no God as far as I am concerned who would let this man continue to propogate his lies in the name of this country's safety and welfare.
Anyone who cares even a little about their fellow man could not vote for Bush. And if I could find a group of Christians against Bush, I would join their club in a second.