You Shouldn’t Watch the Democrat National Convention
You’re Christian. If you value sanity over nicely wrapped lies and warped views of the world. The Democrats and their ilk will descend on the great city of Charlotte in North Carolina; home of the Bobcats…an omen? Maybe, maybe not, perhaps their intention to parade every pansy and abortion figure in a state that is not only pro-life but voted overwhelmingly to define marriage as a union between a man and a woman will be seen as a slap in the face to North Carolinians.
You shouldn’t watch the Democrat convention if you have a short temper or anger problems. Mark Levin put it best when he said the Democrats will use every bit of their airtime to generate every single half brain and annoying lie and smear they can in order to deflect from a question they seem to have trouble answering: “Are you better off than you were four years ago?” We were pretty bad off during the second term of George Bush, President Obama has only extended the long trek of misery.
You shouldn’t watch the convention if you hate it when celebrities, who over estimate their opinions try to tell you who to vote for and how to think. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like it when conservative Hollywood types give their view of the world, just so happens the conservatives in Hollywood don’t do it as often but when they do they actually make sense. I don’t care what Tim Daly and that bald guy from Sex in the City think about the government’s role in funding the arts. Since when did Eva Longoria become anything but the attractive Hispanic chick from Desperate Housewives? I don’t want to hear her speak Spanish in front of a podium.
You shouldn’t watch the Democrat convention if you have a weak stomach, because Debbie Wasserman-Schultz will be there…speaking…on camera…woof.
You shouldn’t watch the convention if you’re like me and you already got your fill of pandering and superficial bells and whistles when tuned into the Republican convention last week. The only difference between the Democrats’ convention and the Republican convention is the color of the crowd; and even that might not be much of a difference.
You shouldn’t watch this convention if you already know what’s going on in the world. You see a lot of people in nice clothes are going to lie about their records or not mention said record at all. I’ll save you the suspense: “Republicans want to rape women and force them to sit in the passenger’s seat of a time machine while they’re taken back to the 1800s. “Republicans hate brownie and black face, they want to murder your grandma in her sleep and throw her lifeless body off a cliff.” “Republicans want to protect Israel I mean err…um, how’d that get in there?”
And the Democrats’ platform? Guys kissing guys, babies dieing, more money spent darn the next generation, more entitlement programs, more government, more dependence, more Sandra Flukes of the world, more anchor babies, no borders, (Cartels and Hamas Welcome!), more stagnant growth, no new jobs, nothing changes, nothing gets better…but here kid, have a condom a two; how’s bout one of these here pills for your girlfriend.
Save yourself that wish to reach into your television screen and choke out every speaker in high definition. I have much better things to do like focus on my school work, my writings, my bass, my faith, my family, my future, and my sanity. For the next three days Charlotte will be the “Toilet Capital of the World” like a bathroom stall in a seedy night club in LA. The one where the needles and capsules lay scattered about. The club where you can’t get past the smell of old peanut butter and cheap cologne. Enjoy.
If Sandra Fluke, Eva Longoria, Debbie Wasserman-Schutlz and the most overrated president in history Bill Clinton speak to your needs as a voter, I want you to sit down and reexamine your existence and whether or not you should continue it.