Slogan of the Day: “If you wanted a Republican to care about you, you should have stayed a fetus.” (Found over at HuffPost in the comment section on an article about the Wisconsin situation)
Damn, I just realized I had one of those horrible dreams last night about not having graduated from graduate school. I dreamt I still had a couple semesters worth of credits to take. And I decided at this point it wasn’t worth it. Ew. I must have accidentally gotten into Scotty’s little brain (claustrophobic!) and was recalling how I never finished college because “I already had a job.” Yes, because we go to university to get jobs, not to get an education. Right. Typical lack of curiosity about the world, just like Sarah Palin. Actually, I really wish Walker would be MORE like Sarah Palin…like as in QUITTING the Governorship. Considering he quit college, he certainly has the QUIT gene.
You know what is driving me crazy is that there are reports that there are protesters on the square numbering in the tens of thousands, and these Repugnicans are saying–and I paraphrase–“Yes, but how many people live in Wisconsin? Certainly it’s just a small minority…” What the BLOODY HELL? If all the people who were against Walker’s bill descended upon the Capitol, 1) It would be ABSOLUTE COMPLETE CHAOS, and 2) The Repugs would then say “Irresponsible…they should be at work!” It’s double jeopardy. Regardless of what you do, Repugs will find a way to spin it their way.
Oh, and Repugs are angry because outlying Wisconsin cities are bussing people in to Madison to protest, like that’s not fair or something? WTF? What, you want them to all drive down in individual cars? Yeah, that’s probably what they want…Repugs do like exhausting the fuel supply.
Stan did go to the square shortly yesterday. I had to stay home…I’m still in a lot of pain, and though I’m feeling somewhat better today than yesterday, the pain on my right side is pretty bad. I also discovered a big black and blue mark on my hipbone. I didn’t realize I even fell on my hipbone…I didn’t even realize I still had hipbones. Heh. Stan’s bus passes were expired…when he’s worked at the courthouse, he’s had to leave in the AM before the busses were running…or he’s biked in warm weather, so the passes were over a year old or so. The bus driver let him ride anyway, but without passes he had to walk home, so he didn’t stay too long. I’d like to go tomorrow if I’m not in so much pain, but we’ll see. The protests will not stop unless public union members retain collective bargaining.