Come il cacio sui maccheroni ! Frustrated? Me? Them that should be helping me aren't; it's annoying. English has failed me, why not try working in another language, a little at a time. Last week was bad for soothsayers. To get lumped in with fruitcakes like that 88 year old bum in D.C. You take on that mantle when your unanswered e-mails to all the various organizations get ever more desperate. Then you crack. Once in a while one of us really has a legitimate message but it's like looking for a needle in a haystack- unless you have the "Bucks." Urinating out of open doors of speeding cars, jesus christopher! No cause for concern yet. I’m a little loopy, but before I split wide open I’ll quit this crusade, ranting about Mexico (...running for Governor). I'll tone down the squeaky wheel stuff and settle for a few thousand votes, or not. Take it away Fred (Frank? Dylan?)
Two illegals lived with us for 5 years and I was so proud of us I ran for Congress. It's old news already! What have I done lately? Injected myself in the Goober-ners race.
I’m in a unique position to help all the illegals in this country and shut up the conservative base of my party because I can throw enough red meat around to satisfy both sides looniest ... because I got credibility baby- in the community. The Hispanic community.
Therefore in my latest incarnation, I'm the Republican running as an Independent candidate for Governor in New Jersey. Chiudere il becco Democrats could stand to listen to me as well. Colpo di fulmine. One party or the other could really register more Hispanics. Promote my story and we'll also get on Mexico's case, all of us- together, and every one wins, including Mexico. There's no contradiction. But the political parties, the press and the think tanks won't listen. I'm not paranoid yet. They just never see my e-mails, that's it.
Both sides will argue about amnesty till the cows come home. All the assorted problems related to this issue, drivers licenses, insurance, etc., will fester. It doesn't have to end like the debacle in New York did for Spitzer-Clinton (Astaire-Rogers?) Like the cop said in Shall We Dance (6 minutes 50 seconds into the link), "Why don't you try New Jersey?"
I'll never smarten up, isn't it obvious? Usually sarcasm relieves the built of pressure building inside me. Immigration reform is never going to happen, not the right way; and that other issue that so desperately needs fixing, health care- the cure will be worse than the cold, you'll see. Politics sucks. And I worked hard to get those 854 signatures. (My friend has that job waiting for him in Canada. It's waiting, and waiting!) I should be talking about single payer health care reform, my beloved conservative pundidts are inexcusably butchering the argument for that, and I should be crying about the budget crisis in this state, not illegals and Mexico. ("Five single-payer protesters arrested.") His government is taking a long siesta on his paper work. More about that in a minute ("Single-Payer Health Insurance Stops Insurer Waste, Windfall...") Anyway it’s insane to keep talking about favoring a general amnesty, it’s unpopular you know; ("congressional leaders and the White House took a single-payer system off the table early in talks on health care reform.") and what's worse no one from any Hispanic organization will even give me the courtesy of an e-mail response...
Magnaccia!!! I’m even more dead in the water then I thought if I keep talking about amnesty. Frank(ly) it's a Lonesome Road I'm travelling. I'm going gray and getting a little paunchy. I'm juggling two issues now, I'm an expert on one and the other sounds great, is great, knock it off George Will. Must we reduce everything to black and white? ("Dead on arrival: why Washington's power elites won't consider ...Because in Washington's political culture, incremental change is the coin of the realm.")
This should be delicious, but apparently it's not. I’m a poor working stiff, a janitor, running for Governor, supporting rights for illegals and I'm for tough border security, and here's the best part- I'm for pointing an accusing finger directly at the corrupt Mexican government. Essere nelle nuvole. Is there another like me? Fungool! Essere un po' di fuori. I don't care if this is a pipdream- you rat finks in Mexico made this possible. You'd like to consider me like a little chihuahua, nipping your heals, I'm thinking pit bull. You don't serve, never mind protect, your citizens, you make it just about nigh high impossible for any average Mexican to make a decent living down there. When you and the cartels finish killing each other off I'll come down and run the place properly. Arrest a few stinkin local officianados, a few local cops, send a loud and clear message to one government contrilled monopoly i.e., the Government- talk about closed shops- and we'll take NAFTA to another level. A higher level. There'd be so much new trade up and down the continent if they, the Government, seriously tried arresting the bad guys down there, yes I'll say it again- government employees (pick a town), who've now taken a welcome back to seat this years media rock stars, the cartels. This is how you start a movement! We boycott, we hold back remittances. We carrot and stick the foreign aide. We do it safe and sound from my computer-laundry room. I'm calling you out, you... puzzare da fare schifo!!! For the millionth time, the good people of Mexico wouldn't come here if they didn't have to! That fence, which is necessary now, could be a vestige later like some old wall in Berlin. Where is that one reporter I keep calling out for? Portare male gli anni ! ("The protesters -- some, who identified themselves as doctors and nurses -- were be charged with "Disruption of Congress," according to the Capitol Police spokeswoman.")
This combination of me, David vs Goliath... the Mexican government, our government, the elite establishment... on so many levels this should be dynamite. I’m not a left or a right wing nut. But here's how the headline will be written! "Nice Moderate Middle of the Road Gentleman Cracks Up." "We saw it coming, we who received all those e-mails. Each one slightly more urgent then the last,." they said. "We sat back and did nothing. He seemed harmless enough, he talked about loving thy neighbor not hate."
What was he talking about all those months before he cracked? It's all posted in the Daily Kos.
Hey!!!! Reporter, too good for me? Want the latest, as of last night- Sunday June 14, 2009, on my friends waste of time- ordeal- getting the "Mexican" half of the paperwork necessary to get to that job that's waiting for him in Canada? Another lost day in the life, and two days wages flushed away traveling to Cuernevaca just to talk to that imbecile working for the Mexican government. The office finally re-opened by the way. Let's not forget to add to that cost the other two guy's expenses who he met last week in "the government office"- in a different trade than him- who also went away pulling their hair out. My guy and I are doing all the reporting for heaven's sake!! Daddy buy me a newspaper company, please? I don't have that fucking option unfortunately- no es ricco sfondato!
There’s often a quirky candidate among the third-party and independent folks who file to run for governor or Legislature— people like Dean Greco, who ran for Congress last year in the 7th District (that was the Leonard Lance vs. Linda Stender race) as the candidate of the All-Day Breakfast Party.........This year’s winner appears to be gubernatorial candidate Gary Stein of Mullica, who’s running under a different slogan in every county. That’s odd, though not unheard of. Most of his slogans, however, are song titles — standards, primarily written between the 1930s and 1950s, mostly though not exclusively popularly performed by Frank Sinatra, which probably isn’t a bad play if you’re seeking votes in New Jersey.
And if the doubting faces made you go
It's only mine that matters now
Those looks will soon begin to fade
If you come back and show them all you're not afraid
What's now is now and I'll forget what happened then
I know it all and we can still begin again
Now that you know how much I understand
You have no reason to be gone
And if you feel at all like me
Just let me know, I'll make it like it used to be
What's now is now and I'll forget what happened then
I know it all and we can still begin again
What's now is now and I'll forget what happened then
I know it all