The democrats want to wait until the provisional votes in Ohio are counted. Fair enough, but it appears that the numbers are just not there. Even James Carville agrees — at least he did two hours ago.

Several of Mr. Kerry’s big supporters, Dan Rather, Andrea Mitchell, Leslie Stahl, and Peter Jennings were obviously devastated by the results.

I voted early this morning for President Bush and a few local people. I could not vote against The Waste of Space my Congressman, because he ran unopposed. How sad is that?

Anyway, at this moment, I am too wired to write anything more complicated than this.

Maybe I’ll be back later, if I have not had a cerebrovascular accident watching this all play out.

GO BUSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My choice for the presidency will not surprise anyone who knows me, nor will it surprise just about anyone who stops by here.

I am voting for George W. Bush.

To me, the security of the nation is the overriding issue in this election, and Mr. Kerry’s twenty-year record in the Senate more than amply demonstrates that, despite his current persona of a terrorist hunter-killer, he is not the man I trust with the security of the country. Significantly, the people closest to the battle apparently overwhelmingly agree with this assessment.

Mr. Kerry promises to make us safer than we are today, while somehow ignoring that there has not been an attack on American soil since September 11, 2001. I believe that this is not the result of dumb luck on our part. Rather, it is the result of an aggressive effort to rout out, capture or kill those who would harm us. In that regard, seventy-five percent of al Qaeda’s leadership has been captured or killed, leaving Osama Bin Laden running from rat hole to rat hole with a camcorder.

I also have no doubt that we have been free of attacks for the last three years because of ongoing operations that often go unseen. Sometimes this is because the stories don’t make for ratings-grabbing television (e.g. disrupting terrorist financial networks), but more often because the operations are covert in nature and must remain so (running the gamut from identifying international and domestic terrorist cells to actually thwarting planned attacks). I am sure there are those who doubt that these activities are ongoing and/or successful, but I believe that such a view is naïve and is an insult to the counterintelligence professionals in our various civilian and military intelligence agencies.

Mr. Kerry promises real “leadership,” even though for the past twenty years he has never “led” anything. Despite his lack of executive experience, he promises to “build a stronger coalition,” but he has dismissed our current allies as having been “bribed and coerced.” Even France and Germany have made it clear that “President” Kerry cannot expect any help in Iraq.

Try as he might to dance away from his statement that actions taken in furtherance of America’s security must pass a “global test,” his record of an abiding fascination with the United Nations (mired in scandal though it may be) tells me that he is being less than candid when he says that America will never seek a permission slip from that organization or from any other country when it comes to protecting our national security.

On the domestic side of things, there are a few areas in which I do not believe that the President has done a very good job, and I will be among his critics in those areas should he be re-elected. However, none of those issues will matter if thousands more Americans die on American soil at the hands of Islamic terrorists. And I believe that the better man to prevent that from happening is President Bush.

Every time I hear John Kerry or his surrogates try to explain how his position on Iraq has been “consistent all along” I could scream. You’ve heard it all already (“I voted for the ‘authority’ only, but Bush ‘rushed to war’ and lied about WMDs…blah, blah”), so there is no need to lay it all out again. He has spent the last year in the enviable position of being able to sit on the sidelines, criticize the entry into the war and carp at the President’s every move to prosecute the war.

Let’s just suppose that when we took Baghdad, we had found 20 warehouses full of nuclear weapons. Here’s my question. Does anyone think that John Kerry wouldn’t have elbowed his way to the front of the line to brag about his vote FOR the war? [/rhetorical question]

Take a read through the open letter that Kat, of Middle Ground, wrote to the guy who was given the Red Carpet Treatment at the democrat convention.

Way to go, Kat.

Via The Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler

Here is a cake that will definitely be a show stopper at the next P.T.A. meeting, covered dish party, or, most definitely, at the next Cat Fanciers’ Meeting. Take a look.

This is a real cake, and the recipe is under the fold.

MEOW!

Thanks to my friend Brian, the Air Force Vet.
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Go read “The Combat Life Saver”. It is an amazing piece of writing that tells a terrifying and heroic tale.

Laughing Wolf sent me there, and for that I am grateful. And, as LW advised, be sure to read the final three paragraphs of the Update. If you’re anything like I am, reading this will leave you pretty well drained.

Kelley kicks some serious ASS!!!

Go read.

Have you ever had a conversation with two people (almost always a couple, usually married or dating) that goes something like this?

Assume, if you will, that you are talking with a husband (Dick) and a wife (Jane) about their trip to visit Dick’s brother Tom, who resides in another state, and whom Dick has not seen in many years.

Dick: “I was really excited about seeing Tom. I was on pins and needles for the last 50 miles of the trip.”

Jane: “No, Dick. You started getting antsy just outside of Spotsberg, and that’s at least 75 miles away from Tom’s house.”

Dick: “No, Dear. I didn’t really start getting anxious until we hit Daltonville, and that is just about 50 miles from Tom’s house.”

Jane: “Wait a minute. I remember you saying how excited you were just as we entered Spotsberg, and I know it was Spotsberg, because I remember seeing the Home Depot and telling you that we have to remember to buy paint when we get home.”

Dick: “Jane, the Home Depot was in Daltonville. I remember you saying something about paint, but it was about 15 minutes after we left Daltonville. I remember. We were passing a Wendy’s when you said that, because I remember thinking how hungry I was.”

Jane: “No, the Wendy’s was in Spotsberg —- “

ME: “So, how did it go with your brother?”

Dick: “Oh, …. yeah. So, we finally pulled up to the front of the house at about 4 o’clock and I saw my brother looking out the front window.”

Jane: “It really was closer to five.”

Dick: “No it wasn’t. But anyway, my brother saw us and —“

Jane: “Well actually, he really couldn’t see us that well, because we didn’t actually park in front of the house. We parked in more toward the front of the house next door.”

Dick: “Jesus, Jane. Of course he saw us, because we pulled up directly in front of the house.”

Jane: “No it wasn’t. I remember the apple tree being on the lawn, just in front of the picture window. We passed that apple tree. We were much closer to the neighbor’s house and that is where we parked.”

ME: “Sure sounds like your brother was glad to see you. What did you guys talk about after all these years?”

Dick: “Well, right off the bat we sat down at the kitchen table and started looking at old photographs. It was great.”

Jane: “Dick, I wouldn’t call it the kitchen table. It was really more of table in a dining area off the kitchen, and you didn’t start looking at pictures until after about an hour.”

Dick: “That’s baloney Jane. I remember, as he was brining out the photo album, I said how glad I was that we got there just then, because we missed the rush hour.”

Jane: “You didn’t say that. You asked him when the traffic was the heaviest.”

ME: “I don’t think that this is really import——”

Dick: “No, dammit. Jane, I distinctly remember looking down at my watch when I asked him that question, and I remember that because I was admiring his Nike running shoes.”

Jane: “They were Sauconys, Dick.”

ME: “Well, … uh…. listen you guys. I have to run along. Dick, please tell your brother that I was asking for him. See ya.” (leaves room)

Jane:

Dick:

Jane: “Well, isn’t he the snooty one?”

Dick: “Damned right.”

Knuckleheads.

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