Virginia Is for Haters

Posted by: elraymundo at 3:38 pm on Thursday, November 9, 2006
From: Great Falls, Virginia
Filed under: Politics, Stupid People

Virginia. Home of George Mason, author of the Virginia Declaration of Rights, a document which outlined the specific rights of the individual and a document which inspired the Bill of Rights, also known as the first ten amendments of the US Constitution.

Virginia. Home of Thomas Jefferson, author of the Declaration of Independence and Virginia’s Statute for Religious Freedom, a man who once said, regarding the rights of the individual, “The God who gave us life gave us liberty at the same time: the hand of force may destroy, but cannot disjoin them.”

Virginia. Home of George Washington. We all know what he did.

Virginia. Home to more Presidents than any other state in the Union; home of the Founding Fathers who built a nation based on tolerance, freedom from persecution (you know, for those Protestant Christians who fled Europe so they could worship without people burning them alive) and the inalienable rights of the individual.

Virginia. Home to a population which, on Tuesday, voted to deny a large number of its citizens (you know, people born and raised here - taxpayers, patriots) their basic fundamental legal and social rights. Rights like healthcare, raising children, owning a home with a white picket fence or enjoying the lifelong and legally recognized companionship of a spouse.

Virginia likes to think of itself as this kind of place:

Virginia Is for Lovers - HA!

The reality is closer to this:

Virginia Is for Haters

Way to go Virginia.

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Posted by: elraymundo at 6:58 am on Thursday, November 2, 2006
From: Great Falls, Virginia
Filed under: Random

I ran into Angry Sun Guy in the parking lot yesterday at the Place of Evil and Darkness.

“No blog posts! Why no blog posts?” he asked.

“Dude, I’ve been busy. Slammed,” I replied.

“Busy with what?”

“Brazilian porn actresses.”

“Brazilian porn actresses?”

“Brazilian porn actresses. I have them coming out my ears. They’re everywhere. I have them shoved into closets, I have so many.”

“Well, can you at least post something about them on your blog so I can live through you vicariously?”

“Aye, that I can and that I will do.”

This one’s for you, Todd. Be Angry no more.

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