I can never vote for Obama.
IN SORROW ...
I inform you that my personal vanity will not permit me to VOTE FOR OBAMA.
I am too virtuous. I have too much dignity.
Too much honor.
I must hold myself in the highest regards as I float upwards into the clouds of fantastic purity. Wooooooo!
IN SORROW ...
Let me enumerate his crimes.
His use of race to manipulate voters ...
His practice of inserting negative (and often false) stories about Sen. Clinton in the press ...
His center-right platform ...
His advisors ...
His satanic ritual abuse of sheep. (That one is real. I read it in Politico.)
I need you to understand something.
I am a beautiful and unique snowflake! Never will I be sullied by the shame of an Obama vote! This is a powerful moment in my self-righteousness!
I am willing to sacrifice everything for my vanity.
I will give up my civil rights.
I will give up putting liberals on the Supreme Court.
I will give up the restoration of economic sanity that a Democrat can only provide.
This is how important I am to me.
And, in the end, this is really all about me.
Me.
In sorrow.