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Fred — It’s all about South Carolina

Posted by mesablue on January 6, 2008

Unfortunately, South Carolina looks almost exactly like Iowa in the most recent polls.

A third place finish in South Carolina and being blown out in New Hampshire and Michigan isn’t going to cut it. I hate to say it, but I think Fred will be out before the end of the month.

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9 Responses to “Fred — It’s all about South Carolina”

  1. TRM said

    SSHHHH, don’t jinx him….

  2. someone said

    Dude, those polls are almost a month old at this point.

  3. mesablue said

    Yeah, I know. But, those were the latest polls. And do you see Fred winning there? I’m guessing another “strong” third.

    I’d like to be wrong, but this campaign isn’t doing anywhere near the kind of ground work necessary to win.

  4. bmac said

    He did it to himself.
    What a waste.

  5. I’ve gotten the distinct impression that Fred is of the attitude that, “If we the people want him in as Potus, then we the people can do the heavy lifting to get him there.

    Fred is not going to be President just because we want him to be. HE needs to want to be President, too. I get the feeling he’s indifferent, but is willing to be CARRIED there.

    That ain’t gonna happen. The blogosphere can’t do that. Not yet.

  6. lauraw said

    What do you think now?

  7. Rosetta said

    Are you still alive? It’s no fun making fun of you in BBF posts when you aren’t there to see it.

  8. op ed said

    I Got What America Needs Right Here
    By Jimmy Carter
    January 9, 2008 |
    The Onion Issue 44•02
    Sometimes I’m a little stupid, maybe, a little slow in the head, so I’m wondering if you can help me get something straight. Maybe you can help me understand one fucking thing right now, America, and explain to me what in the Christ is going on here. ‘Cause, unless I’m missing something, this country is in the middle of a motherfucking shitstorm, and I have no fucking idea what you’re gonna do to get out of it. I mean, are you seriously considering voting for one of these shitbags you got here in ’08? Fat fucking chance.
    Way I see it, America needs a president who’s gonna somehow un-royally screw up the Middle East, do some serious cleaning up after you dropped your pants and took a steaming dump all over the fucking environment, and—boom!—restore dignity, honor, and all that shit to these United States.
    See, I got solutions to all your problems—I got ’em right here in my big, hairy ballsack.
    You better get down on your hands and knees and kiss Jimmy Carter’s rosy-red Georgia-peach-picking ass and beg me to run your fucking country again, because there’s no way I’m ever gonna come to you fuck-knobs and politely ask you if I might please be a presidential candidate in your precious fuckin’ election. So you can just bite my cock. I’ve had it with you jerkoffs and your jerkoff candidates.
    You actually seem to think one a’ these assholes is gonna prance in and wave a magic wand and make everything all nice again. Look at you, sitting there like a common fucking schnook and eating all their bull about bi-fucking-partisanship, and how they have all the goddamn answers. Let me tell you something: These fags are dogshit compared to Jimmy fucking Carter, all right? I was arbitrating Mideast crises when this bunch was still sucking on their mamas’ titties.
    But who comes to me, huh? Fucking nobody. Why ask old Jimmy anything? What the fuck could he know about peace in the Middle East? It’s not like he fucking won the Nobel Peace Prize for that shit. You myopic pricks. Back in ’79, I sat Sadat and Begin right down and made those two dicklicks shake hands. It was beautiful—I had all the pieces lined up and I smiled and waved in my best fucking suit and tie right there on TV. And what do you do, you pieces of shit? You screw the whole goddamn pooch.
    Cocksuckers.
    Oh, what’s that I hear? The weather’s all screwy? You got a global warming problem? Boo-fucking-hoo! I was telling you morons to turn off your lights and unplug all your shit at night to conserve energy in 19-fuckin’-75, for chrissake. Gee, I wonder what woulda happened if we’d all switched to solar power like I fucking did back when we had a fucking chance to do something about it. Think we’d still be sucking Saudi Arabia’s dick like a five-dollar whore? I sure as fuck didn’t get no fancy Oscar for that little spiel, though, did I? No. But Al Gore, that cum-sucking pig, steals the shit from me and now he’s the greatest thing since Jesus Christ made a fucking sandwich.
    Well, he can lick my asshole right after George W. Bush, that fuck.
    You want compassion? Somebody who’s looking out for the little guy? Why don’t you take a look at Jimmy Carter, ’cause unlike, oh, every motherfucking candidate out there, he spent the last fucking quarter-century building houses for the homeless. And what does he get for it? A fucking hernia. Some fucking gratitude, you selfish twats. You talk to me about compassion? I’ll shove a crucifix so far up the Democrats’ asses they’ll be asking me to buy them dinner and kiss them good night.
    Funny thing about me: I actually fucking know shit! Not like these goombas trying to weasel their way into the White House. I practically wrote the book on collapsing bridges, inflation, and the working poor, fuck-o. I even got a degree in nuclear engineering or some shit. You know how easy I could swoop down right now like a guardian angel and solve all your fucking problems? Snap. Bam. Do it in my fucking sleep. Just fucking try me.
    So you want me to run for president again? Yeah, sure, absolutely, I’ll do it. I’d be honored to do it—with my fucking dick in your mouth, you worthless scumbags.
    You had your chance with Jimmy Carter, and you fucking blew it. So get fucked. Fucking country.

  9. in2thefray said

    Jan 20th. Hope you’re still in for the WPBA post.

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