The Bush years have drained my vitality. I want revenge so I can feel rejuvinated.

I’m feeling just about burned out with progressive activism.

The problem is that there are too many back-stabbers posing as progressives.

We can go all out in our efforts, only to be stepped on by scheming opportunists like a rung on their ladder financial independence.

Look at the big bloggers, how they’ve become beholden to the establishment.

The same guy, Markos Moulitsas, who wrote a book called “Crashing the Gates” is now against impeachment.

Markos lets guys like Dana Houle (DHinMI) – a paid political professional who lives in DC, lecture the real activists in condescending lectures about how dumb we are to expect to impeach Bush.

DHinMI can ban you if you talk back to him after he insults you like you’re a bratty kid and he’s your minder.

That’s what we get for all the time, effort, money we’ve contributed. We get treated like brats.

My message to those arrogant bloggers is this: Fuck you, assholes!

My message to the back-stabbing, Bush Dogs again is: Fuck you, assholes!

I no longer call myself a Democrat, and I probably never will again because some people have insisted on ruining it for the rest of us.

I’m not a Democrat, not a coward, not a torture and war-crime enabler. No, I’m not a Democrat.


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    • Balzac on December 7, 2007 at 8:08 pm

    I feel burned because I have been burned by the Betrayocrats.

    Thank goodness for Kucinich.

    Even if he doesn’t achieve impeachment, at least he will have revealed the enemies within our government and within the party I used to call my own.

    By revealing these enemies, we will have defined new battle-lines.

    • Tigana on December 8, 2007 at 6:40 am


  1. There is no party, no organization, no structure at all.

    We know and analyze left and right talking points as to how both benefit the Illuminati and their current goal of destroying America.

    It’s actually kind of fun knowing truth for a change.

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