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.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Why America? Why?

Why did you drink the Obama Kool-Aid?
Posted by Dread who has gone away to grieve the death of the once great and proud bastion of freedom that will be no more.

Posted by Beneath the Carolina Moon at 11:17 PM

2 comments:

Jennifer said...

I agree 100%. I did not sleep well last night due to finding out he won RIGHT as I was going to bed. Am preparing our household finances for the end of Democracy as we know it.

10:03 AM, November 05, 2008
Beneath the Carolina Moon said...

I don't know if we can plan for that, as I expect cash to be contraband and worthless very soon. I look for electronic transactions to be the only legal ones in the New Socialist State of America. And I look for that to happen very soon.

6:07 PM, November 05, 2008

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