Das alles ist Deutschland…
Unless you started reading Sadly, No! late this week, you know that we just moved to Kaiserslautern (aka K-Town) to spend 2 months working here. That, at least, is what we said.
The truth is that while we just finished our first week, we won’t be working for the next two. Have we been fired you wonder? Sadly, No! For one thing, if you read The Washington Times, you know that it’s impossible to get fired in Germany. Besides, who would ever want to fire us? The answer is simpler and, dare we say, more European: after working for a full week, we are taking two weeks off. It’s not easy being Sadly. We won’t be too far though, and we will be checking in on you, posting various poorly researched, ill advised, gramatically deficient entries. And when we can’t do that, Pete M. will do it for us.
For now, we leave you with this rather depressing news story:
NEW ORLEANS (AP) – Louisiana voters overwhelmingly approved a state constitutional amendment Saturday banning same-sex marriages and civil unions, one of up to 12 such measures on the ballot around the country this year.
With 99 percent of precincts reporting, the amendment was winning approval with 78 percent of the vote, and support for it was evident statewide. Only in New Orleans, home to a politically strong gay community, was the race relatively close, and even there the amendment was winning passage. Turnout statewide appeared to be about 27 percent of Louisiana’s 2.8 million voters, somewhat low for a state election.
Scary voting down there in Louisiana; antigay bigotry apparently does sell, bigtime. What lunatic times we are living through! It reminds me of a golden oldie by Abraham Lincoln:
“If you look for the worst in people, you will surely find it.”
I bet Karl Rove would appreciate that one too, but from a slightly different perspective!
Gad, even in New Orleans; amazing.
German efficiency? Sadly, no!
I’ a german living in LA and I’m ashamed,but not surprised.Christianity,or some mutated form,is alive and well.Fire and brimstone,etc.!
Also 55 voting machines were not delivered,so some people could not vote,even if they wanted to.Seems kind of fishy,if you ask me.
Enjoy K’town!
As a gay man, I will not be spending my tourist dollars in Louisiana anytime soon, and I am encouraging my friends to follow suit. Shame.
All the more reason to work for Kerry’s election. Turn out everyone! Move to Ohio. This one is for all the marbles. Not only judicial appointments, shift in taxation entirely to payroll taxes, folding up Medicare and Social Security (or “Privatizing” it to Bill Frist’s bank accounts), but also re-writing history. Nixon was framed, Reagan sat at the right hand of Jesus, liberating Central Americans. Righting the “Bill of Wrongs” (hint: 2nd amendment stays).
It looks to me like blue America/red America is quickly turning into equal rights America/fascist fuckheads America. How many red states have now banned gay marriage?
On the other hand, 59 precincts in New Orleans somehow didn’t have voting machines delivered by the time polls opened. Of course, this was blamed on Ivan. Would it have made a difference? Only the lawsuits can tell.
It’s getting more and more embarrassing to be an american.
Dear World- sorry we are such fuckheads.
Sincerely,
four legs good
You do want to remember, Louisiana is the state that elected David Duke.
One more reason I got the fuck out of there as soon as I was mobile.
All my relatives stayed. They love it there. They’re all now right-wing/Rush-is-Right Rethugs. Didn’t used to be. It’s something in the water — no, I’m serious! Once the toxin level in your blood gets too high, you know, you lose brain function, don’t you? And New Orleans has one serous pollution problem, as does most of southern Louisiana…
Or it could be that brain virus I’ve been speculating about over in Pete’s comments.
What’s that little ditty by Down? Ah, yes…
The 1800s, before the inception
Of modern day ideals
Fake grip of appeals
Straight to the street run, no barroom virgin
Double vision, cocaine
To a whorehouse of pain
New Orleans is a dying whore
Naked she sleeps on my floor
New Orleans is a dying whore
The spreading highway
To the underwater staircase
Leading up to a black room
To leave there you’re a fool
Mob world politics
So broke it can’t fix
Trapped in a time zone
There’s no place like home
New Orleans is a dying whore
Just caught an article somewhere. Apparently the voting machines in New Orleans were never delivered. That’s right. New Orleans did not get to vote on the gay marriage ban.
Nice, no? Bringing freedom to Iraq and dictatorship to America.
grammatically
😉
And down there in Lafayette, the Bushie hooded robe set lit Kerry signs on fire and painted pro-Bush graffiti at the Democratic Headquarters. The folks working the center think it’s a get-out-the-Republican-vote (read: intimidation) movement.
Yes, the country is seriously flying apart at the blue/red seams.
Half of the electorate has, quite simply, stopped even pretending to be more than the sum of their ignorance and bigotry. They’ve also bid adeiu to even a nodding acquaintence with consistent logic and critical thinking.
I had a minor nervous breakdown some time back. I mention this only because it was a fascinating chance to see one’s mind from an unusual angle: how tenuous the grip on sanity is, and how easy it can be to let go. Not in a dramatic, hallucinatory way; but in the subtle fashion of letting your wishes (and fears) determine objective reality. Once you decide something is true that YOU KNOW IS NOT TRUE, you’re down that slippery slope at an ever-increasing speed.
Say this about red-state people: they’re very authoritarian-minded, and therefore they look to their trusted authorities to tell them what to believe. Their trusted authorities, esp. the religious ones, not only gave them permission to “let go” but commanded it as God’s Will. They’ve decided truth is what they want it to be.
I’m very glad to be living in a blue state, but wonder if the contagion will reach even here if, all the gods forbid, Bush wins in November.
Well, try being a blue person living in the reddest of red states.
I’ve torn two Bush ’04 stickers off my jalopy that relatives had thoughtfully affixed to it.
A friend of mine, a blue populist Clinton-type was telling me the other day that he told a RR uncle of his that he was voting for Kerry. The uncle tore the bag of popcorn out of his hand that they had been sharing: “If you’re gonna vote for that commie then you can’t have any more of my popcorn”. Yes, the uncle is born again and believes in the rapture and all that; they’re both farmers except the uncle really believes that Jesus blesses his crops. Friend asked, what about Iraq. Answer, “freedom isn’t free.”
So anyway, it all drove me insane long ago.
Words cannot express the seething contempt I feel for a good half of my fellow Americans. I’m beginning to think I really DO hate America. I sure as hell can’t take any pride in it when so many of its citizens are such dimwitted fuckheads.
What GeoX said.
The 1800s, before the inception
Of modern day ideals
Fake grip of appeals
Straight to the street run, no barroom virgin
Double vision, cocaine
To a whorehouse of pain
New Orleans is a dying whore
Naked she sleeps on my floor
New Orleans is a dying whore
The spreading highway
To the underwater staircase
Leading up to a black room
To leave there you’re a fool
Mob world politics
So broke it can’t fix
Trapped in a time zone
There’s no place like home
New Orleans is a dying whore
Naked she sleeps on my flo-o-o-or.
The one to take you!
On one whole bottle uplifting
There’s no telling what I’ll do
Run head first into traffic
A mind set of annihilation
No sense makes sense
You can’t get bought without thoughts
No sense makes sense
You can’t get bought without thoughts
Inside your head now
Uplifting, uplifting
On halluzinogenic uplift
I can step out of my body
Religion is in myself
I’ll spit my head in two and see you twice
No sense makes sense…
Uplift, uplifting
Uplifting you now
-solo-
…
Give me alcohol extremities
Instead of proofless Christianity
Drunk deep in a coma place
Critics disgusted but a smile’s on my fucking face
I’ll do anything that I want
I’ll get everything that I ask
And if this message bothers you
You know just kiss my fucking asshole
Uplift,uplifting
PANTERA