Oh for the love of Pete.
I had a brilliant post here, and then I read an on-line friend of mine’s response to Kirk Cameron’s gay marriage comments that I decided to delete it. His story was so full of respect and grace that I feel I need time to calmly assess my views on Rush before really publishing anything.
Besides, my Grandmother taught me if you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.
Don’t get me wrong.
I’m still mad.
I’ve banged pots.
I’ve written, trashed, and shredded to my heart’s content.
At least I’ve stopped swearing and my head has stopped throbbing.
But I have GOT to tell you, these are scary times for women.
I want the GOP OUT of my girl parts.
Not next year.
Not next month.
OR even today.
I want them out of my parts YESTERDAY.
Santorum can choke on his aspirin for all I care. That guy seriously gives me the creeps. He’s like Mr Rogers only worse. I wonder if he plays with puppets like Mr Rogers did. Have you heard him in debates? He obviously lives in the land of make-believe. Just one look at his photo, and I lose my libido for a month. ewww… totally creepy.
Not to imply of course that I only vote for candidates that turn me on it ‘s just that..
Oh never mind. See what I mean? I’m still so mad my synapses won’t fire properly.
As for Rush?
I still can’t talk about him without wanting to swear and then throw up. If there was ever a person I wanted to point at and say “YOU Off my Planet.” It would be him.
So I’ll just leave it with what my girlfriend Cynthia said. “If I were Rush’s mother I would say ‘Oh no, that’s NOT an apology, try again.”
You and I CAN and will make a difference this fall. VOTE.