From Perversion to the Pennsylvania Primaries

U.S. politics - will the fun ever stop? I’m so giddy with all the mud slinging I can hardly stand it.

On the eve of the Pennsylvania primary, the Clinton/Obama race heats up as this poll is said to be a deal breaker with respect to which candidate will represent the Democratic Party in the presidential race this fall. I for one was on Team Hillary until watching the debate last week to which Hill came across slightly bias given moderator George Stephanopoulos is a former senior advisor to hubby Bill when he wore the crown. Come on Hill - how disappointing!

For me, Hillary’s appeal has less to do with the fact that she’s a chick, but more to do with her platform, and quite frankly, her husband who has quite an extensive fan base here in Canadia. I for one had the pleasure of attending a conference where President Bill Clinton delivered an inspiring and authentic speech, no doubt winning over several friends from the north as audience members shouted ‘Hey Bill, can you run for Prime Minister’. Well we couldn’t do worse then our flannel baring PM Harper now, could we (here kitty kitty)?

In light of all of this presidential hoo-ha, I turned to one of my fave Yankee-doos to see what his thoughts were. Much to my surprise, Michael Moore is in full support of Obama, according to his blog. Fair enough Mike, I say anyone (even McCain dare I say) is better then a beef slingin’, cow herdin’, evil doer fightin’ George Dub-ya. And further, I’m hoping who ever assumes the hot seat in the White House will remember their fabulous friends from the north. The friends who provide hydro to light up the entire state of California. The friends who you screwed over with multiple breaches to NAFTA and the Softwood Lumber Agreement…just to name a few. Maybe its lights out for Hollywood until the U.S. plays nice? Just sayin’.

From toe-tappin’, closeted hypocrite Senator Larry Craig to George Dub-yas’ bizarre appearance on this evening’s episode of Deal or No Deal (WTF?)…the hilarity continues.

In other Vancouverite related news…

I’d like to draw your attention to a local establishment, which will remain nameless, that shamelessly chased my friend out of their bar over the weekend for failing to leave a tip on an $8 bottle of Heineken. Just a tip - how’s about you pay my friend to sit in your trashy bar to drink your crap beer. Good god, this city is out of control with cheeky servers expecting a 20% tip without question. Guess what bitches…you gotta work for it.