
Well. The circular firing squad has succeeded in its task.
Romney gets the nomination.
Obama gets his second term.
I’m sick of it all. Tell me why I should even go cast a vote this year. As a Virginian, I’ve already been disenfranchised for the GOP primary. Really folks. I’m looking for a reason to actually take the time out of my day to actually fucking vote in November.
Convince me, ok? Do your best. Because at this point, Costa Rica is looking real damn good. Hell, Paraguay, for that matter.
About Chef Mojo
Chef Mojo is Karl Bock, an actual chef of over 25 years of professional experience. He now specializes in the fine dining interpretation of the Southern cuisine of the United States. He practices his craft at an historic Inn in the city of Charlottesville, Virginia. He is most assuredly a Virginian, and will - as all good and upstanding Virginians will - establish his bona fides upon request. He has a particular love of the food of the Lowcountry of the Carolinas and Georgia, as well as the culture inherent to bringing this cuisine to the table. Because he actually works for a living, he has a low threshold for fools and the ignorant, and will treat them accordingly.
I think this will be viewed by most people as a smear job by a divorced spouse. And given the divorce rate in America, I don’t think it will be swallowed whole, um, hog by most folks.
I could be wrong, though. The Godbotherers will probably be all over it, in support of their doomed spoiler candidate Santorum.
Le·gal In·sur·rec·tion
I think most folks are going to say, “She knew all this stuff for years, has hinted, alluded, and even spelled it out elsewhere, but now, right before the SC primary, she’s gonna try to make a big stink? What a conniving, evil, vengeful bitch. No wonder Newt dumped her.”
Newt should be able to do a better job dealing with distaff side attacks than Cain did.
Letter from Speaker Gingrich’s Daughters (that is one long URL)
Don’t vote. Move to Costa Rica.
Take a Baldwin with you.