Breath our scents, walk our landscape, hear our melodic dialects, delight in our savory morsels, touch each rich texture, and the southern essence remains a mystery. The ethereal south, unfathomable to the five senses, lives in the heart. If you believe in magic, and can survive the devastating passions of an open heart, just possibly, you stand a chance of living a moment as a southerner. Most people aren't brave enough to be southerners, even the ones that are.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Cheap Shot

Okay, the above has nothing to do with ability. But say it did. Would it be any different? Hunger for power, and for all the wrong reasons, as if a right reason could be found, is an ugly thing. But then, it is the season of witches, erh? I can just see it now; years from now, Boy Scouts telling scary stories around the campfire, an one starts in about the time a witch named Hillary tried to fool the American people into electing her Empress of the Universe.

Personally, I think she WANTS to be called MR. PRESIDENT. But to me, she'll always just be, WITCH! I promised I would keep something against Hillary on the front page of this blog, until she is no way in the race for President, and I will, whether or not its a cheap shot. I figure a cheap shot is better than no shot. After all, truth, justice, the American way of life and freedom itself is at risk.

Posted by Dread, who's glad Hillary came through Arkansas, and not from beneath the Carolina moon.

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2 comments:

i beati said...

more roses -- just kidding lol

Beneath the Carolina Moon said...

If they name a rose Hillary Clinton, I'll quit growing them! It would be an insult to the aristocracy of flowerdom.