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Remembering my own personal recession
Lincoln Adams | August 27, 2009 @ 8:33 pmWith all the news about the economy being in the toilet and people left and right losing their jobs (and unable to find new ones), I’m reminded of the personal recession I once experienced shortly after I graduated college, waaaaaay back in ‘98.
I had just wrapped up my undergraduate “career” and finished with a degree in computer science, all during a time when the IT industry was BOOM-ING, BABY, OW! You couldn’t so much as turn without smacking right into an IT/computer related job. I had made the right choice for a degree, patted my back for a job well done, and at 21 years of age I was ready to take on the world and start on my way to becoming a buff, studly FBI hacker who would single-handedly capture Russian bad dudes with nary a few taps on the keyboard. The world was my oyster, baby!
Well…
One job interview went by. Then another. Then another, and yet no one got back to me. Soon I started getting rejection letters, and it wasn’t long before my post-college bravado gave way to concern, and then outright fear. I was going to job fairs, handing out resumes like candy, responding to newspaper ads, emailing companies, literally knocking door to door, and all I was beginning to show for it was a growing stack of rejection letters (which I still have by the way.)
What was I doing wrong? The industry was booming, I had picked the right field, the demand was high, and yet no one wanted to hire me?
One month became two, then six, then before I knew it a whole year had gone by and I was still gainfully unemployed. My relationship with my parents was really taking a turn for the worse too. At some point things got so bad between us that they eventually became convinced that I wasn’t serious about finding work, that the only thing I was really doing all day was playing games on the internet. So as punishment they took my speedy 28.8 dialup modem away.
There’s probably nothing more demoralizing to a 22 year old college graduate than to have not only his modem taken away, but access to a car as well (since my parents both worked during the day.) So there I was, with no access to the internet and no access to a car, and yet I was still expected to somehow find a job.
Their suspicion that I would only spend the day playing Battlezone 2 or surfing Usenet groups to argue with stupid Christians was totally unfounded too. Ok… MOSTLY unfounded. It said nothing of the fact that I was desperate, DESPERATE to get the holy FRICK away from my parents and get my own place so I could live my own life. You think they’d understand that ALONE was more than enough incentive for me. I wasn’t gaming all day long on the internet. I was trying to network, research and brainstorm ways I could find a job. Then when I needed a break, I’d play a round or two of Wolfenstein. What else could I do, really?
But still they locked up my 28.8 dialup modem in their bedroom before leaving for work every day, and my only means of transportation then was a 20 year old woman’s bicycle (with a flowery basket in front) that we kept on the porch. Thank God YouTubers weren’t around then to capture the comical display of me riding around in a suit on a girlie bike with a stack of resumes crammed in my basket. I never would have lived it down.
Most of the time when I wasn’t out riding into town and feeling really stupid about myself, I was left to twiddle my thumbs while I stared blankly at the wall, wondering why God hated me so much.
I think the first low point then was when I managed to get a part time job delivering flowers, only to get fired a week later when I asked to come in later than usual so I could go to a job interview. When they realized I had graduated college and was spending time going to interviews they figured I wouldn’t be around long term and fired me. My parents blamed me for it because I shouldn’t have said anything about a job interview, but I wasn’t street smart enough to know about these things. Their harsh criticism and the embarrassment of being fired from a florist delivery job made me hate myself more than anything. I thought I was the most worthless idiot on the planet. Everyone else was landing jobs left and right and here I couldn’t even hold on to flowers.
Eventually after some more time passed, I had an idea. My modem was still being locked away safe and sound in their bedroom, but one evening I had to go to the supermarket to get some groceries for my parents and borrowed the car. When I went to get the keys, I realized one of them was the key to the bedroom.
Hmmmmm….
I had a bunch of extra quarters saved up in a can somewhere, so I grabbed those up, got in the car and stopped by the hardware store.
“Yeah I’d like to get an extra copy of this key?”
“Sure, be a few minutes.”
I watched him as he forged a magical key that would unlock the mysteries of the kingdom. I dropped a bunch of quarters on the counter while he threw a quizzical look at me, as if to say “Are you so cheap you can’t even pay in bills?” but thankfully took them anyway and gave me change.
YES!
The next morning I cheerfully waved my parents off as they went to work, then waited a few minutes to make sure neither of them came back in case they had forgotten something, and raced to their bedroom door.
*click*
You could hear the angels singing as I unlocked the door and the light from outside shone into the room. I started looking around and quickly found my beloved dialup modem. I was in the game again!
The thrill of sneaking around like that breathed some new life into me, and I would spend the next few weeks making the rounds of unlocking the bedroom door, grabbing my modem and then going through my daily routine of job hunting, networking and whatnot before I ended with a fast game of Battlezone, then quickly returning the modem back into the bedroom and locking the door again when the timer I set for myself buzzed, signaling the time I needed to get off so I wouldn’t get caught redhanded.
Once my internet time was up, I would break out the Ragu pizza sauce I kept hidden in my room and use the bread machine we had to make pizza. We had the same equipment restaurants used to make brick oven pizza, and with it all I was turning pizza-making into an art form, even learning how to toss it up to spread the dough. It was truly my source of comfort and joy. I would take a few hot slices, head over into the living room and watch General Hospital so I could catch a glimpse of my dream girl at the time, Rebecca Herbst. The fantasies of getting snuggly wubsy woos from her and the exquisite tastes of my homemade pizza helped get me through some very dark times then.
You could have had my pizza anytime, baby....
I’m not sure if my parents ever figured out I had been able to get into their bedroom, but they must have been suspicious. One day when I was going through the usual morning routine of unlocking their bedroom, I stepped in and suddenly saw an empty seltzer bottle rolling around on the floor.
Hmmmmmmm… where did that come from?
When I picked it up and tried to get a read on where it had been before, I realized it must have been right behind the door. There was no way to avoid knocking it down when you opened the door either, and that’s when it occurred to me that it was placed that way on purpose. My parents had set up a primitive boobytrap to see if I was indeed invading their bedroom while they were away at work. If it hadn’t rolled around in my view the way it did, I might have never noticed it, and it would have made for a very awkward conversation that day.
Ah well.
I took the bottle and placed it upright again behind the door before leaving and locking the room.
And so it went, week after week, unlocking their bedroom, knocking the bottle down, and then putting the modem back and setting the bottle upright just before I locked the room up again. I felt like James Bond. Fitting that they would use an empty bottle for this too. They always did see the glass half empty. *sound of corny 007 music playing*
I think after a while my parents finally started to mellow out and realize I was indeed going through a hard time here. After about 18 months of job searching, I hit my lowest point when I was even turned down for a job as a cashier, but not before enduring three humiliating interviews where they put me through a psych test, a counting test, and a few other tests to determine my knowledge of all things cashier related. I got the rejection letter 2 weeks later.
That last rejection had me throwing up my hands in defeat and ready to jump off a bridge somewhere, but shortly afterwards a recruiter found one of my resumes in a databank, at long last leading me to my first full time job, 19 months after I graduated college. Finally, my recession had come to an end.
Of course I would soon be laid off 5 months later, but that’s another story. 
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Loading ...Spend, Spend, Spend! I’m my own economic boom, baby!
Lincoln Adams | July 27, 2009 @ 9:46 pmI’ve been going on a spending spree ever since paying off the last of my debt earlier this month, but don’t worry, most of it has been for necessities such as work shoes, which literally had gaping holes in them and were over 2 years old (you could see my toe-sies!) And believe me, you don’t even wanna know what state my underwear were in. 
Thankfully though, I am no longer a tighty whitey dude.
I also threw down for some chick magnetizing sunglasses and FINALLY settled on a brand new watch as well, getting ever so closer to checking off all the items on my wishlist and becoming … *clears throat* … the ULTIMATE Blogging Badass. 
I do all this, of course, with the full knowledge that the current economy quite plainly sucks flaming donkey balls (while the democrats in Congress continue to serve up a fresh batch of them by the day.) I realize a lot of people are hurting out there, so when I go on about buying some nice, shiny new toys (and manly looking boxer-briefs) while people are out there suffering from all sorts of financial distress, I do feel bad about it…. for a minute or two.
The reason I don’t feel TOO bad about it is because I remember the days when the economy was boom stomping and people were going half mad buying up tech stocks or purchasing ridiculously sized homes they couldn’t afford, while I could only watch with wonder and dismay, unemployed and eventually even homeless.
Yep, there was a time when I was actually homeless, evicted by a demon possessed relative who literally poisoned my beloved cat. I guess this Nazi loving moochbag couldn’t find a Jew to gas, so he went for my cat instead. Fun times!
I remember that all happened in 2000 too, during what was supposed to be the year of jubilee. All the churches in my area just kept going on and on about the year of jubilee, and how it was going to be a time of unparalleled blessings and prosperity and bountiful harvests and God only knows what else, none of which incidentally enough, I ever experienced. Instead, it was just one traumatic loss after another. Loss of inheritances. Loss of homes. Loss of security. Loss of family. I think if you were to collectively take everything that had been lost by either me or my family, it would literally amount to hundreds of thousands of dollars. The magnitude of what we had lost or stolen from us amazes me even today. All during a time of economic prosperity and growth too.
In a way, I see these modest splurges as a way to regain some of what I had lost after ten years of plague and darkness. To find myself in a secure job, debt free, with money to invest and a blog that brings me a decent second income during a time of economic distress and imminent calamity has to be the ultimate height of irony. This is the LORD’s doing, and it is marvelous before our eyes.
I find myself in a transitional phase now, with one shackle after another slowly falling off until one day I am going to find myself completely independent, and completely free. Knowing that day is not too far off now, I wonder to myself, What will I do with this newfound freedom? What will I do with the talents (Matthew 25:14-30) that I’ve been given?
I certainly can’t hoard it to myself, nor do I want to. A free man can set others free, and I want to take what is mine, and give it to those in need. I know what it’s like to lose everything. I know what it’s like to suffer. But I also know that a man’s life consists not in the abundance of the things he possesses. We have been told by our society that a man is nothing if he doesn’t have a house or land, and we are now paying the price for that fallacy. Truth be told, of all the things that had been stolen from me, including a home, I never really wanted any of it anyway, nor did it bother me all that much to lose it. It was the concept that someone had taken something from me through the most despicable and evil means (and had gotten away with it) that bothered me, and more than bothered me, it enraged me. It wasn’t justice. Why did God reward evil with good? It’s something I still struggle with even today, even as I watch the tide gradually turn in my favor.
As angry as I am about the past, I never want to do to others what had been done to me. It’s my desire to alleviate the burdens of the innocent, not add to them. But in what capacity I could realize these desires, I don’t know. That chapter has yet to be played out.
I do know I want to save the world, one innocent person at a time. And I hope one day I can do so… while wearing comfortable boxer-briefs and looking cool in my chick magnetizing shades. 
Tags: blessings, church, darkness, economy, financial, freedom, homeless, independent, justice, money, plague, rage, security, spending spree, wishlist, year of jubilee
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Finding fulfillment in an unfulfilling job
Lincoln Adams | May 16, 2009 @ 2:41 pmYou know, I seriously hate my job.
But before going any further, let’s run through the gamut of why I should be so grateful to have a job first, just to give the dweeb monkeys out there the satisfaction before they start berating me over why I should kiss the sky for still being gainfully employed in this craptastic economy, and if my job is something less than ideal then too bad, I should just shut the flip up and be grateful anyway.
Are we done? Good.
You know, I seriously hate my job.
How did I end up in a career where the most critical assignment I’ve been tasked with is to shuffle papers and stare at the wall all day? My job didn’t even require a college degree, which is why you’ll usually see me on the floor convulsing in spastic fits every I make my usual monthly payment towards my school loan.
Sigh, I remember what it was like when I was still in school and had a dream. I was going to work for the FBI and specialize in solving computer crimes, or something. I tailored my education toward that end too, and started networking with people already in the field to learn as much as I could about this growing industry. It was an industry that was in strong demand, and I knew I was in good shape to land on my feet once school ended.
And then I graduated.
There are times I wish could go back to that 19 year old boy I once was and beat the living snot out of him for coming up with the most ass backwards, uninformed career ambitions ever. I mean, really.
And now here I am, in a recession-proof job with plenty of good perks, great dental plan, decent pay….. and I’m completely miserable. It is bar none one of the most unfulfilling jobs I could have ever ended up in, with no promotional path at all and no room to maneuver. I just marked my 9th anniversary yesterday, and my title is exactly the same as it was my first day on the job.
9 years…. gees, where did it all go??
And now of course, I’m completely lost. I don’t know what I want to do anymore, except maybe win the lottery. I’d love to make a living blogging maybe, but it will never happen. Everything I tried to bring more traffic to this site failed miserably. And while I enjoy writing, but I’m not as prolific a writer as I’d like to be, especially when my muse abandons me like a cheap ho and I’m left to stare at the empty screen on my monitor because I have no idea what the flippo dinks I want to write about.
Maybe thing swill get better once I finally pay off my school loan. With that much more breathing room I’ll have more freedom to enjoy life, travel and do…. something. Anything. Put myself out there and see if I can’t finally find what I’ve been looking for.
Maybe that’s all I need. 
Tags: ambitions, anniversary, blogging, career, college, dream, economy, education, fulfillment, job, life, living, work, working
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The Burden of America: Why Obama Represents God’s Judgment on the United States
Lincoln Adams | November 5, 2008 @ 1:15 amLast weekend I was given Isaiah 19 to read, confirming who would win the election and why. I wasn’t sure how to take it since I was still holding out hope, but now that the election has concluded, these verses are about to become more real than I could probably ever imagine.
I believe the Old Testament gives us a pattern of how God deals with nations and peoples, and these patterns still apply even today. They are written for our benefit and instruction:
Romans 15:4 For whatsoever things were written aforetime were written for our learning, that we through patience and comfort of the scriptures might have hope.
1 Corinthians 10:11 Now all these things happened unto them {the people of the Old Testament} for ensamples: and they are written for our admonition, upon whom the ends of the world are come.
With that in mind, I believe Isaiah 19 gives us a strong indicator of what will happen in the next 4 years. I’ll provide the verses, then follow them up with my comments.
The burden of Egypt. Behold, the LORD rideth upon a swift cloud, and shall come into Egypt: and the idols of Egypt shall be moved at his presence, and the heart of Egypt shall melt in the midst of it. And I will set the Egyptians against the Egyptians: and they shall fight every one against his brother, and every one against his neighbour; city against city, and kingdom against kingdom.
That sure sounds like a lot of race-based riots are about to happen soon, doesn’t it? Our nation will dramatically fracture along political, ethnic and religious lines, and we will all be pitted against each other in a spirit of violence such as we have not seen for a long, long time.
And the spirit of Egypt shall fail in the midst thereof; and I will destroy the counsel thereof: and they shall seek to the idols, and to the charmers, and to them that have familiar spirits, and to the wizards.
Where conventional wisdom fails, people will run to unorthodox sources for answers (similar to The Secret hype we saw not too long ago.)
And the Egyptians will I give over into the hand of a cruel lord; and a fierce king shall rule over them, saith the Lord, the LORD of hosts.
America, meet Barack Hussein Obama.
And the waters shall fail from the sea, and the river shall be wasted and dried up. And they shall turn the rivers far away; and the brooks of defence shall be emptied and dried up: the reeds and flags shall wither. The paper reeds by the brooks, by the mouth of the brooks, and every thing sown by the brooks, shall wither, be driven away, and be no more. The fishers also shall mourn, and all they that cast angle into the brooks shall lament, and they that spread nets upon the waters shall languish.
Our defenses will weaken and our food supply will suffer. The cost of certain groceries will likely rise, and rise dramatically.
Moreover they that work in fine flax, and they that weave networks, shall be confounded. And they shall be broken in the purposes thereof, all that make sluices and ponds for fish.
Linen manufacture was one of Egypt’s most lucrative trades, so this indicates to me a direct hit on our economy and our ability to trade.
Surely the princes of Zoan are fools, the counsel of the wise counsellors of Pharaoh is become brutish: how say ye unto Pharaoh, I am the son of the wise, the son of ancient kings? Where are they? where are thy wise men? and let them tell thee now, and let them know what the LORD of hosts hath purposed upon Egypt. The princes of Zoan are become fools, the princes of Noph are deceived; they have also seduced Egypt, even they that are the stay of the tribes thereof.
Matthew Henry writes of this: “Their politics shall be all blasted, and turned into foolishness. When God will destroy the nation he will destroy the counsel thereof, by taking away wisdom from the statesmen, or setting them one against another (as Hushai and Ahithophel), or by his providence breaking their measures even when they seemed well laid; so that the princes of Zoan are fools: they make fools of one another, every one betrays his own folly, and divine Providence makes fools of them all. Pharaoh had his wise counselors. Egypt was famous for such. But their counsel has all become brutish; they have lost all their forecast; one would think they had become idiots, and were bereaved of common sense.”
That actually sounds like Washington on any given day, but probably more so in the days to come.
The LORD hath mingled a perverse spirit in the midst thereof: and they have caused Egypt to err in every work thereof, as a drunken man staggereth in his vomit. Neither shall there be any work for Egypt, which the head or tail, branch or rush, may do.
Our unemployment rate is going to skyrocket. It’s possible we may see the same kind of double digit rates that were only previously seen during the Great Depression.
In that day shall Egypt be like unto women: and it shall be afraid and fear because of the shaking of the hand of the LORD of hosts, which he shaketh over it. And the land of Judah shall be a terror unto Egypt, every one that maketh mention thereof shall be afraid in himself, because of the counsel of the LORD of hosts, which he hath determined against it.
Judah at the time was being overrun by the powerful army of Sennacherib, and was considered an ally of Egypt. The fear expressed here is that Sennacherib would attack them as well. Applying it to today, a foreign war involving one of our allies may take place (if not already) and the enemy fighting this ally will be seen as a serious threat to us as well, causing much fear and distress.
And now for the good news!
In that day shall five cities in the land of Egypt speak the language of Canaan, and swear to the LORD of hosts; one shall be called, The city of destruction. In that day shall there be an altar to the LORD in the midst of the land of Egypt, and a pillar at the border thereof to the LORD. And it shall be for a sign and for a witness unto the LORD of hosts in the land of Egypt: for they shall cry unto the LORD because of the oppressors, and he shall send them a saviour, and a great one, and he shall deliver them.
Sarah Palin 2012! 
Ok, ok, on a more serious note, I think it’s clear the calamity Egypt went through resulted in a REAL revival (not like the fake ones we’ve seen for the past 10 years or so.) A small group of cities turned and sought the LORD in a spirit of repentance and broken heartedness, pleading for His intervention. This remnant of righteousness will spark a turnaround for an entire nation, and God will answer by sending them a deliverer.
Sarah Palin 2012!!!!!!!! Hey, you never know…
And the LORD shall be known to Egypt, and the Egyptians shall know the LORD in that day, and shall do sacrifice and oblation; yea, they shall vow a vow unto the LORD, and perform it. And the LORD shall smite Egypt: he shall smite and heal it: and they shall return even to the LORD, and he shall be intreated of them, and shall heal them. In that day shall there be a highway out of Egypt to Assyria, and the Assyrian shall come into Egypt, and the Egyptian into Assyria, and the Egyptians shall serve with the Assyrians. In that day shall Israel be the third with Egypt and with Assyria, even a blessing in the midst of the land: Whom the LORD of hosts shall bless, saying, Blessed be Egypt my people, and Assyria the work of my hands, and Israel mine inheritance.
After smiting Egypt the LORD then heals it, and goes so far as to restore what had once been bitter relations between with them and the nation of Assyria, a possible sign that any revival we witness will be confirmed by a healing of relations with a powerful ally of ours.
None of this is set in stone of course, but the pattern is clear: a nation becomes divisive and violent, falls under the rule of a cruel and fierce king, and all manner of economic calamity shortly follows thereafter, with our government in disarray and our country gripped with fear over the possibility of attacks from foreign entities. The awful calamities and destructions we experience will however result in a bonafide revival, a revival that will sweep a large segment of our population and cause the LORD to show mercy and restore the nation, one more time.
I have to admit I find this hard to believe. America has become so ridiculously blind and so breathtakingly evil that I don’t see how we could ever have a revival again, and indeed we may not. But… if we did, if the church especially sought out the LORD with sackcloth and ashes, and we truly repented of our sins and began to obey His true Word, not being tossed about by the heresies that have so easily been allowed to flourish in the churches before, God may yet spare us, as well as restore the nation we live in.
Whether this revival actually comes or not, I don’t know. So many people seem to believe Barack Obama was raised up by God to lead the United States, and for once I happen to agree, only not for the reasons they might think. I believe strongly that he was raised up to be our oppressor, not our deliverer, and the reality of that fact will soon manifest itself shortly after his term begins, as we are thrust into one of the darkest times our nation has ever experienced in its 200+ year history.
Regardless, while “Egypt” may be judged, those who have remained faithful and loyal to the God of creation will find themselves in their own private Goshen. I believe the Lord will supernaturally care for us even while a nation of people around us becomes severely judged for its sins. In spite of my own failings and sins, one thing I am still confident of even now, and it is that God will always keep His promises. He will care for me just as He will care for His people, because He has promised to do so. And it is that promise I am holding on to, now more than ever.
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Living in Obama’s America, i.e. Hitler’s Germany
Lincoln Adams | October 9, 2008 @ 8:47 pmFeeling kinda blah today, trying to resign myself to the reality that Hitler: Part 2 will soon be moving into the White House (a name he’ll probably be changing too.)
It makes me wonder what life will be like in this brave new world that will soon come upon us. A world where Iran goes nuclear, the big bear of Russia rears its ugly head yet again, and our status as a superpower (and even a sovereign nation) finally comes to an end. A world where high taxes cripples our society in order to pay for monumentally absurd bailouts and massive social programs run by a den of incompetent bureaucrats and corrupt government officials even as our economy lies in ruins. A world where gas prices reach astronomically high levels while promised alternative energy sources continue to be out of reach and impossible to implement. A world where race wars seem imminent as our government continues to provide handouts and freebies to minorities while shunning the white folks (who’s had it good for too long anyway) and reducing their status to second class citizens. A world where Obama’s catastrophic failures and broken promises will be blamed on Bush even though he is no longer in office. A world where troops are prematurely withdrawn from Iraq and it once again falls into violent chaos. A world where Georgia loses its sovereignty after Russia completely overwhelms it and takes over its crucial oil pipelines. A world where terrorists will have nuclear powered bombs on loan from Iran to attack America with. A world where sexual deviancy is promoted through abortion on demand and by diluting the sanctity of marriage. A world where the greed of our financial markets and the burst of our real estate bubble puts us in one of the severest depressions in history.
A world where I still don’t have a girlfriend. 
Tags: abortion, america, bailout, barack hussein obama, brave new world, depression, economy, Germany, girlfriend, government, greed, marriage, nation, nuclear, terrorism, world
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2nd Presidental Debate: A Draw That Ultimately Helps McCain
Lincoln Adams | October 8, 2008 @ 1:43 amTonight’s debate was in a word, boooooooooooooooooooring! 
Both men did much better than last time, but I was hoping against hope that McCain would come out and basically slice Obama’s balls off, cram them down his throat and then pull it out his ass.
Didn’t quite happen that way. The biggest disappointment was McCain’s refusal to smack Obama around over his association with Bill Ayers, an unrepentant Marxist radical who had participated in several bombing acts during the 60s and 70s. That very association alone should have disqualified Obama from even seeking political office, much less the Presidency.
Other than that though, McCain performed exceedingly well regarding questions about the economy and the financial crisis. He got specific and outlined his policy in a very clear manner that definitively helped distinguish how his approach would differ from Obama’s were he elected. Looking at this debate from an objective perspective, I can understand why McCain didn’t attack Obama with the Ayers connection, because ultimately it would have been a distraction for undecided voters, who likely would have seen this as an indication that McCain didn’t really have a plan and thus could only resort to attacking Obama personally (an argument the Obama camp has been using by the way to discredit McCain.) But tonight McCain was able to dispel that notion quite effectively, and far from abandoning the Ayers issue, that task has instead been delegated to the Pitbull Wearing Lipstick. In a way this could actually be a solid strategy, allowing McCain to present himself as a personable leader willing to be bipartisan for the good of the country, while at the same time ripping into Obama over his ties to 60s radicalism and Marxism.
Though I consider the debate to be a draw, there are two things that hurt Obama which may ultimately have a significant impact on the race. As stated before, his campaign had been feeding the media circuits the notion that McCain’s platform had no substance and could only resort to attacking Obama on a personal level. That lowered the bar for McCain and provided a much needed boon to help attract undecided voters that McCain was easily able to take advantage of. The second thing was Obama’s attempt to circumvent the rules so he could respond to some of McCain’s arguments against him. Tom Brokaw shut him down, but he proceeded to rebut McCain’s arguments anyway in a future question. It made him look petty and arrogant, as if the rules didn’t apply to him, and it’s the very sort of thing that tends to stick in people’s minds. People will largely forget this debate and what was said, but that confrontation between Brokaw and Obama will almost certainly be remembered, and in a way that will reflect badly on Obama.
So what’s the End Game Scenario? The race will tighten up into a nail biting nightmare that will bring unwelcome memories of 2000, but… Obama will ultimately come out the victor by a razor thin margin.
Maybe.
Tags: barack hussein obama, Bill Ayers, debate, disappointment, economy, john mccain, presidency, president, presidential campaign, presidential election, Tom Brokaw, undecided voters
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I want to join Netflix, does that make me an anti-social geekball?
Lincoln Adams | October 3, 2008 @ 10:43 pmI’m getting a little tired these days of stopping by Blockbuster and looking up and down and left to right for movies they never have, not to mention having to put up with adorable looking couples sassing each other and being so happy together that I just want to start lobbing DVD boxes at them for daring to pollute my air with their irritating public displays of affection. Just die, please.
Truth be told though, I rarely go to Blockbuster nowadays, opting instead to grab up DVDs at my supermarket, which has a Redbox Machine. But even that’s become an aggravating chore lately. Nothing quite puts me in the mood to wreak death and destruction upon mankind then having to wait behind somebody who takes their sweeeeeeeeeeeeet ass time checking the Redbox listings while I loudly tap my foot and check my watch, knowing I’ll have to pay a dollar more if I can’t jam my DVD back in there within the next three minutes.
“BITCH GET THE F*&^ OUT OF THE WAY I GOT TO RETURN THIS THING BEFORE 9PM CAN”T YOU SEE THAT DAMMIT TO HELL!?!?!”
So yeah, I think RedBox has pretty much lost its appeal as well. Solution? Netflix!!
But as I surfed the site and prepared to sign up, a thought occurred to me: am I being too antisocial here?
It seems the more I go out there and run into the scum sucking, methane ripping porkbags otherwise known as the human race, the more I want to stay home and have everything including my groceries mail-ordered to me instead. Then I can just hide under the bed with my laptop and my Tostitos and play Nancy Drew games until the end of the world comes, which should be oh, shortly after people realize the bailout didn’t do zippy dinks to save the economy and The Great Depression Part 2: Obama Takes Us To Hell officially gets under way.
But then I think, perhaps I’m being too harsh here? That maybe, just maybe, with a sincere effort to go out there and connect with other human beings I’d end up finding some who are not so rudely vile and disgusting after all, and maybe even attract a nice girl for once in my life?
Nah. Indiana Jones first ever DVD in my Netflix queue baby!! BOOYAH! Now where are my Tostitos…
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