So, after watching the debate with your own eyes; coming on this blog and going on about how Willard won; you now read someone else's opinion and decide your guy didn't lose.
Got it.
Do you even know what it is like to think your own thoughts?
To hold a self-conceived idea?
Do you really have any opinions, or do you just sway with whatever the (D) party tells you?
If it's just the (D) thing, then why do you not just sway with (R)? Some childhood trauma? Can you show me on the doll where the Republican touched you?
d u - for when you are so fargone that even kos or thinkprogress just isn't stoned-stupid-partisan enough. Funny M, but I can't recall Kevin linking to Free Republic (which would be the corollary).
As a final note to your BLS jobs number post a few idiocies ago:
“But actually, he thought as he re-adjusted the Ministry of Plenty’s figures, it was not even forgery. It was merely the substitution of one piece of nonsense for another. Most of the material that you were dealing with had no connexion with anything in the real world, not even the kind of connexion that is contained in a direct lie. Statistics were just as much a fantasy in their original version as in their rectified version. A great deal of the time you were expected to make them up out of your head. For example, the Ministry of Plenty’s forecast had estimated the output of boots for the quarter at one-hundred-and-forty-five million pairs. The actual output was given as sixty-two millions. Winston, however, in rewriting the forecast, marked the figure down to fifty-seven millions, so as to allow for the usual claim that the quota had been overfulfilled. In any case, sixty-two millions was no nearer the truth than fifty-seven millions, or than one-hundred-and-forty-five millions. Very likely no boots had been produced at all. Likelier still, nobody knew how many had been produced, much less cared. All one knew was that every quarter astronomical numbers of boots were produced on paper, while perhaps half the population of Oceania went barefoot. And so it was with every class of recorded fact, great or small. Everything faded away into a shadow-world in which, finally, even the date of the year had become uncertain.”
We've always been at war with Poverty, I mean Drugs, I mean Terrorism, no wait..
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democratic underground!?! CLASSIC!
Long live Baghdad Bob!
So, after watching the debate with your own eyes; coming on this blog and going on about how Willard won; you now read someone else's opinion and decide your guy didn't lose.
Got it.
Do you even know what it is like to think your own thoughts?
To hold a self-conceived idea?
Do you really have any opinions, or do you just sway with whatever the (D) party tells you?
If it's just the (D) thing, then why do you not just sway with (R)? Some childhood trauma? Can you show me on the doll where the Republican touched you?
d u - for when you are so fargone that even kos or thinkprogress just isn't stoned-stupid-partisan enough. Funny M, but I can't recall Kevin linking to Free Republic (which would be the corollary).
As a final note to your BLS jobs number post a few idiocies ago:
“But actually, he thought as he re-adjusted the Ministry of Plenty’s figures, it was not even forgery. It was merely the substitution of one piece of nonsense for another. Most of the material that you were dealing with had no connexion with anything in the real world, not even the kind of connexion that is contained in a direct lie. Statistics were just as much a fantasy in their original version as in their rectified version. A great deal of the time you were expected to make them up out of your head. For example, the Ministry of Plenty’s forecast had estimated the output of boots for the quarter at one-hundred-and-forty-five million pairs. The actual output was given as sixty-two millions. Winston, however, in rewriting the forecast, marked the figure down to fifty-seven millions, so as to allow for the usual claim that the quota had been overfulfilled. In any case, sixty-two millions was no nearer the truth than fifty-seven millions, or than one-hundred-and-forty-five millions. Very likely no boots had been produced at all. Likelier still, nobody knew how many had been produced, much less cared. All one knew was that every quarter astronomical numbers of boots were produced on paper, while perhaps half the population of Oceania went barefoot. And so it was with every class of recorded fact, great or small. Everything faded away into a shadow-world in which, finally, even the date of the year had become uncertain.”
We've always been at war with Poverty, I mean Drugs, I mean Terrorism, no wait..
We've always been at war with Eurasia!
Wake up! You dumbass fuckstick.
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