I am tired of this whole mess......

Two viewpoints on the election, i love them both and agree with parts of both of them. I think we should all be able to say just about whatever we believe....even if its stupid.

y NanceGreggs (<---- This is the author! I'm not Nance Greggs-- I just love her work!)
Oct 23rd 2008

With all the vitriol I’ve been hearing from the right-wingers of late, I can’t help but recognize myself as the target of their obsessive hatred. So I thought I’d take this opportunity to out myself, just so they know who it is they’re spending so much time talking about.

Yes, I’m that American-hating broad who believes in life, liberty and equality for all Americans, not just those of a “socially acceptable” color, religion, address, pay scale or political affiliation.

I’m that baby-killer who thinks that every child should be a wanted child, and that the ultimate decision to give birth is the domain of the woman whose body is involved. I also believe that people who really care about saving babies might want to think about the ones who are already born – especially the ones born in places our government is currently blowing off the map, or might plan to in future.

I’m that godless whore who believes that if the government wants a say in how I conduct myself in my own bedroom, they’d better be prepared to lay down a lot of cold, hard cash – because if I’m going to screw according to someone else’s specifications, it’s only right that I be paid handsomely for satisfying the john.

I’m that infamous anti-Christian who actually believes that I am my Brother’s Keeper – and that includes supporting social safety-nets that provide food for the hungry, shelter for the homeless, care for the sick – you know, all that yadda-yadda stuff that Christ used to preach about back when people who called themselves Christians had a passing familiarity with his teachings. I also believe that just because Christ was tortured to death doesn’t mean he was promoting the idea as something we are free to do with his approval.

I’m that unscrupulous libertine, apparently devoid of any morals whatsoever, who has deluded myself into thinking that if the gay couple down the street get married, they’re not going to destroy every heterosexual marriage in the neighborhood – and by the way, I’ve yet to hear a coherent argument as to how that would happen if they did.

I’m that unpatriotic bitch who thinks that sporting a flag pin in your lapel doesn’t mean shit if you’re wearing it while supporting pay-cuts for the troops, or budget cuts to veterans’ care – or, for that matter, calling anyone and everyone who disagrees with you “unpatriotic” because you really have nothing of substance to say, but just love the sound of your own meaningless rhetoric blasted over the airwaves.

I’m that blatant sexist who thinks that if someone like Sarah Palin has nothing more to offer than a pair of tits while seeking the office of the vice presidency, she’d damned well better have something more in her training bra than a wad of Kleenex – like actual knowledge of the responsibilities of the job, for starters.

I’m that socialist commie who thinks people should reap the financial rewards of their own hard work while the CEOs of the corporations they toil for share the resulting profits, rather than pocket them all while throwing crumbs to those whose labor created those profits in the first place. Yup, that’s me - another anti-capitalist, spouting my big mouth off when oil companies earning record profits get tax subsidies, as though they don’t deserve them.

I'm that big city chick, who couldn't possibly share the same values of the kid from the suburbs, or the mid-western farmer, or the small-town librarian - or anyone who, unlike me, was raised in the right pocket of Americana - wherever that may be.

I’m that no-good Bush-basher who had the gall to notice that an idiot who couldn’t string two words together without getting both of them wrong would inevitably lead this country into an unwinnable war (or two), financial ruin, complete moral failure, and global disgrace.

And while I’m at it, I may as well come completely clean – because, let’s face it, you’ve got me dead-to-rights: I’m also a tree-huggin’ environmentalist who believes in such outrageous ideas as upholding the Constitution, equal treatment under the law, and civil rights – and the hypocrisy of you people who call ME un-American makes me want to retch.

So now that you know who I am, please feel free to rant about me all you want. I’m proud of who I am, what I believe in, and what I stand for – a feeling you’ll never know.

But don’t be embarrassed by not recognizing me in a crowd – you see, there are tens of millions like me, and you know what they say: All those damned anti-Americans look alike. And we’re all about to vote alike – which means voting your asses out of office.

See ya around, chumps. And the next time you think about calling me or anyone like me anti-American, you might want to look back at what this election has been all about - and who the REAL Americans truly are.

Tags: nance greggs, election, real american

I’m the one you’re talking about – A reply from a gal who used to be liberal, but turned conservative.

With the angry liberal talking points of “war monger,” “bigot,” “self righteous.” I think I now is the time to out myself so they know who they are talking about.

Yep, I’m that proud-to-be-an-American broad who believes in life, liberty, and equality for all Americans, not just those of a minority, color, religion, address, pay scale or political affiliation.

I’m that Anti-choice woman-hater who thinks that for a woman who use abortion as a form of birth-control (as opposed to the under 5% who use it for cases of rape or serious health issues), “pro-choice” is a misnomer. I believe a woman who has actively chosen to have sex, has already chosen what to do with her uterus. I see that even foster kids, kids raised in poverty, etc are still glad they were born.

I’m that Christian wack-job who believes that modesty is a virtue and who is concerned with the double standards in protected free speech. Apparently I should be shut-up if I dare to say “God” or “Merry Christmas,” because I might offend someone, but when I find pervasive pornography offensive, I’m an enemy of free-speech.

I’m that selfish capitalist who thinks caring for one another is great, but the government frankly stinks at actually pulling it off. I prefer helping the needy through organizations that I know for sure will give 90-100% of my contributions to the needy.

I’m that redneck that “clings to my guns,” because shooting pop-cans is surprisingly fun, and I do crazy things like take the constitution seriously.

I’m that earth-hater who will cut down a tree if it means lighting a fire to warm a cold human.

I’m too old fashioned and outdated in that I’m worried about how our country is disregarding the basic family unit. I’m concerned about the high divorce rate, how any style family is great, how family dinner-time is disappearing, and how parents are wrong for not letting their kids “experiment” with liquor.

I’m that girl that grew up in a small town, and liked high school football games. And while I thought the cowboys kind of dressed funny, I loved how when they’d come into the little candy shop where I worked, they tipped their hats and called me “ma’am.”

I’m that woman who must be a “racist” since I won’t be voting for Obama because I don’t think his smooth-talking is really going to help this country much, and I don’t agree with his stance on the issues.

And while I’m at it, I’ll admit that I’m that woman who’s submitted to “male oppression” by choosing to be a stay-at-home mom. And I’ve never felt more free in my life than I do now that my efforts are focused on what I love most.

And finally, I am that person in the lower-class income bracket who doesn’t feel hopelessly stuck. I would personally benefit from “spreading the wealth,” but I want freedom to succeed more.

And yes, you can rant, and call me names. I won’t cuss back, I’ll respect your political speech, and I won’t ever refer to a politician’s body parts in discussion about their qualifications.

I am proud of what I believe in and what I stand for, and I will happily call any citizen who loves this country a “real American,” even if your beliefs are different from mine.