Stop calling us “my friends” and other debate musings
By the DivaEasy on the “my friends” admonition, because it makes you sound like a creepy grandpa. Just a word of knowledge for John McCain.
Otherwise, we think the GOP nominee did a decent job in the debate, better than we expected, but not nearly forceful enough to score votes. America wants a leader with balls. Seize the day, make us feel led! You want to defeat this cult of personality. TAKE EFFIN CHARGE.
The more debates we have, the more we disagree with Sen. Obama, so at least they are doing something to crystalize our well-informed diva opinion. Nothing against Obama, but his foreign policy is insanely naive. His command of finance is also dim. We need Donald Trump and a couple other folks out there to analyze his policies. We can only imagine what they’d say.
Obama looks good, tho, an attractive young man but too youngish to make us respect him on the issues. And if he wins, we hope he’s a fast learner and we also hope he surrounds himself with people who know better (and more than Joe Biden).
McCain should be meaner, ya know. Cause it’s down to just a few weeks before the election and it’s time to stop being so statesman and time to start making sharper differences. He is right about Putin. That dude is lining up with Chavez and other world kooks. He is up to no good. Obama doesn’t understand Russia all at and he’s tap dancing around his deficiencies in global knowledge. SCARY.
We feel so wonky. We need bigger hair and higher shoes. Something to distance us from those know-it-alls in Washington.
Ah, yes…a solution. After the debate is over we’ll go shopping for girl stuff online to take the policy edge off.
