Obama Gets Huge Endorsement: Bash’s Mom
So my dear old hippie Ma in an Orlando “Retirement Community” calls me up today and we’re talking and I says “Hey, Ma, did ya vote yesterday?”
“Of course,” she says.
“Wait, Ma, lemme guess, ” I says. “Obama, right?”
“Yes! I just love him, he’s so great!”
“That’s nice, Ma. So what do you like about him, Ma?”
“He’s so enthusisatic, and Ted Kennedy likes him, and little Caroline. Oh that poor little sweet girl. You are voting for him, right?”
“No, Ma.”
“Just kidding,” she says.
“Oh, did you see the endorsement the other day, ma?”
“No, but I heard about it.”
“I see. Do you know any of his plans, where he stands? That kind of thing, Ma?”
“Well, no.”
“Then why’re you voting for him, Ma?”
“Because he’s the best Democrat, and he’s young, and I don’t like Hillary.”
I go easy on my Ma. I love her to pieces, but she has always been that way, and I don’t hassle her about it.
What’s scary is how many people are just like her. They have no clue where these candidates stand on the issues, they may hear one or two tidbits of information that they latch onto, and that’s it.
Scary.
I hear ya on that. I’m so sick of how many wimmin i’ve heard say to fellow females who arn’t voting hillary:
“But, don’t you want to be apart of something historic like a woman president?”
I want to slap them, then revoke their right to vote.
January 30th, 2008 at 2:44 pmIt’s much worse for the youth vote, those that do vote at least. Scary how these people can decide out future.
January 30th, 2008 at 2:58 pmHa. So Ma’s into mimbos (male bimbos)? Rock on Ma…LOL.
January 30th, 2008 at 3:08 pmWell, Bash, you know what it’s all about with dem voters, don’t ya?
Feelings, nothing more than feelings
January 30th, 2008 at 3:13 pmTrying to forget my feelings of love
Teardrops rolling down on my face
Trying to forget my feelings of love
Feelings, woo-o-o feeling it,
woo-o-o, feelings …
My mom sounds just like yours when talking about how wonderful obarfa is.
Ugh!
Old lady cheerleaders for Obama is gonna fix everything.
hahahahahahahahahha~~~~~
January 30th, 2008 at 3:20 pmI remember when carter won and my mom called down on election night to our relatives in Virginia to lament the loss by Ford, and they were cheering and happy that a southerner had won.
It was like we had no idea who they were
January 30th, 2008 at 3:37 pmObama uses some key concepts to get many, like “Immigrant son”.
His dad was not an immigrant to the USA, went to school and back to kenya to work in the govt 10 hours a week and drink for 40. But it grabs many.
January 30th, 2008 at 3:54 pmBash you just gotta love irony in this very page. As your mom is endorsing Obama there are 3 Hillary ads from google on the side.
January 30th, 2008 at 3:56 pmI think it was The Man Show who did this great stunt: They asked people to sign a petition to end Women’s Suffrage. You wouldn’t believe how many, especially women, blindly signed it.
Not saying I support that.
Not saying I don’t…
January 30th, 2008 at 4:10 pmEvery family has got to have at least one. I remember about 30 years ago sitting with some “kin” who I knew nothing about from California. They rolled into my folk’s driveway one day unannounced living hand to mouth and were going on about that gawd damned Ronald Reagan and how he was a crooked bastard. No way they were voting for any gawd damn Republican.
About 10 years ago, I learned that the biggest mouth ranting that evening got thrown in the slammer. Seems after grandma died, she kept receiving the old Social Security check and never bothered to tell anyone grandma wasn’t around. Last thing my cousins heard her say before they threw away the key on the way to the pen was, “our government is mean! I mean really mean! {waaaaa…}” It’s a running joke in the family.
I think about that old woman everytime I hear a Dim talking about pulling the voting lever.
January 30th, 2008 at 5:06 pm“Every family has got to have at least one.”
And the bigger the family….. aww crap!
January 30th, 2008 at 7:46 pmYou gotta love ‘em, but you don’t have to agree with ‘em. Or dicuss it with ‘em. Or invite ‘em to any parties.