JUST THOUGHT I'D PASS THIS ALONG FROM SOMEONE WHO CARES JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE ABOUT YOU THAN THE KOCH BROS. DO ...


There she was, thrown to the pavement by a Republican in a checkered shirt. Another Republican thrusts his foot in between her legs and presses down with all his weight to pin her to the curb. Then a Republican leader comes over and viciously stomps on her head with his foot. You hear her glasses crunch under the pressure. Holding her head down with his foot, he applies more force so she can't move. Her skull and brain are now suffering a concussion.

The young woman’s name is Lauren Valle, but she is really all of us. For come this Tuesday, the right wing -- and the wealthy who back them -- plan to take their collective boot and bring it down hard on not just the head of Barack Obama but on the heads of everyone they simply don't like.

Teachers union? The boot!

Muslim-looking people? The boot!

Thinking of retiring soon? The boot!

Living in a house you can no longer afford? The boot!

Doing a bit better with your minimum wage? The boot!

Stem cell research, the bullet train, reversing global warming? Ha! The boot for all of you!

What? You like your kids being covered by your health plan ‘til they're 26? The boot for them and the boot for you!

In love with someone of your own gender? A double boot up the ass for every single one of you sick SOBs!

Hoping there's a few jobs left here in the U.S. when you graduate? How 'bout just a nice boot to your head instead?

And most importantly, the last boot is saved for the black man who probably wasn't born here, definitely isn't a Christian and possibly might be the Antichrist sent here to oversee the destruction of our very way of life. A boot to your head, Obama-devil!

Yes, one big boot is poised to stomp out whatever hopey-changey thing we might have had two years ago and secure this country in the hands of the oligarchs and the culture police.

And if they win on Tuesday, they plan to show no mercy. They will not speak of bipartisanship or olive branches or tolerate any filibuster threats. They will come in and do the job with a mandate they'll perceive the electorate will have given them. They will not fart around for two years like the Democrats did. They will not "search for compromise" or "find middle ground." They will not meet you halfway on the playing field. They know that touchdowns aren't scored at the 50-yard line. Unlike our guys, they're not stupid or spineless.

Make no mistake about it, my friends. A perfect storm has gathered of racists, homophobes, corporatists and born agains and they are on fire. Two years of a black man who secretly holds socialist beliefs being the boss of them is more than they can stomach. They've been sick to death since the night of 11/04/08 and they are ready to purge. They won't need a rope and tree this time to effect the change they seek (why bother when a nice shoe on another's skull will do just fine, thank you).

They simply need to get their base to the polls (done), convince enough people Obama is responsible for the fact they don't have a job or a secure home (done), and then hope enough of us Obama-voters are so frustrated, disappointed and downright mad at the Dems (done) that we'll either stay home Tuesday or, if we vote, we won't be carpooling with 10 others to the polls.

Done? Or not?

These Republicans mean business. Their boots are all shined and ready. But they've got one huge problem:

The majority of Americans don't agree with them.

The majority want the troops home. The majority want true universal health coverage. The majority want the thievery on Wall Street to be stopped. The majority believe that global warming is happening, that social security shouldn't be privatized and that unions are a good thing.

Too bad the majority party has done precious little to bring about the change for which the majority voted. Yes, change takes time. But try telling that to someone who hasn't worked in two years. Or who hears the knock of the foreclosure sheriff at the door. The booted-up minority knows how to make hay in a situation like this. All they need is us, the disappointed, dismayed, disgusted us.

What say you? Stay home and punish the weak-kneed, sell-out Democrats? Or spend every free moment you have between now and Tuesday trying to protect what little progress has been made so we can live to fight another day (even if it is with “allies” like a Democratic Party that will more than likely still not get the message of what they need to do -- and has, in fact, spent much of the past two years giving progressives the boot)? Perhaps our job, post-election, is to provide a gentle but swift boot in the bee-hind of the party whose mascot is an ass.

Right now, we've got 112 hours. Seems like enough.

Yours,
Michael Moore

And again, and again, and again ...

But go ahead, cling to your guns like they were symbols of your pagan religion.
Oh, if only Obama really did take your guns away.
Read on about the senseless shooting du jour:

2 workers killed in Tenn. post office shooting

By ADRIAN SAINZ, Associated Press Writer Adrian Sainz, Associated Press Writer 5 mins ago

HENNING, Tenn. – Two women working at a rural West Tennessee post office were shot and killed Monday during a possible robbery attempt, authorities said.

The shooting happened Monday morning at the post office in Henning, the hometown of "Roots" author Alex Haley, the Lauderdale County Sheriff's Department told The Associated Press. Officers were searching for a maroon Chevrolet Malibu with two men inside, and no arrests have been made.

The post office, which sits between a self-service car wash and a coin-operated laundry called "Mom's" in this town of about 1,200 people, often has residents coming in to pick up their mail. Home delivery isn't provided in Henning, some 45 miles northeast of Memphis.

Around midday, plainclothes investigators were scanning the area along a railroad track that sits behind the post office. Lines of yellow police tape kept people away from the building as a crowd gathered nearby, some sitting in chairs, waiting for more information about what happened.

Crime scene investigation trucks were parked outside, including one from the Tennessee Department of Investigation.

Ella Holloway, who lives within walking distance of the post office, said she knew one of the women killed. Holloway said she would be greeted by the woman's smile when she went to the post office to buy stamps.

"She was a real nice person," Holloway said.

This week, on "Football Friday" (www.timesherald.com), I wore my No. 91 Andy Harmon jersey. Harmon was a hard-working, underrated defensive lineman who made the most out of being sixth-round pick from Kent State (you know, the school where students were gunned down for daring to protest an unjust war).
Admittedly, I bought this shirt at a low point in my maturation an adult (even though Harmon was a solid player; an AP All-Pro in 1995 and the team's all-time leader in sacks for a defensive tackle). There was a mental recession in Gordonville. Seeing no black people wear the jerseys of white players, I was determined to get the jersey of the best white player on the team. Sad, but true. Blame it on the O.J. trila and the L.A. riots.
I got over it -- grew up and moved on, just like I hope many of you tea baggers do once this current craze reveals you as dupes under another's thumb.
But back to football.
Despite this shameful stigma, my Andy Harmon jersey remains a semi-regular in my regular rotation. Unlike others I refuse to wear, Harmon -- via a knee injury in 1997 -- ended his career with the Eagles.
Once someone leaves -- like overrated sacred cow, Reggie White -- their jersey should become Kryptonite for any true Superfan.

As is the case with most Democrats, I wish Bryan Lentz all the best in his Congressional battle with Pat Meehan.
But if I get one more Facebook message from Lentz inviting me to one of his campaign events, Hank Cisco is going to have to coax me off the train tracks next.

That was an Eagles' No. 14 jersey, circa 1995-96, being forced over a body that was grown from XL to XXL during the intervening years during this week's taping of "Football Friday" on THTV Online.
The player? Ty Detmer. He was so effective for the Eagles, at least for a season that resulted in a playoff appearance, that I named my eldest cat, Tyler, after him.
Detmer, though a Heisman Trophy winner while avoiding being converted in becoming a Mormon at Brigham Young University (Michael Jackson's favorite team ... get it?), got the job within the West Coast offense with instincts.
He had no great natural gifts. He was not only smaller than most NFL quarterbacks, but he was not very mobile and lacked arm strength.
Instead, he made the right reads and was accurate.
That's kind of what we hoped for from Kevin Kolb this year, and maybe he should pop in a tape of Detmer from the time period and draw inspiration fromt it.
Andy Reid, in his stubborn glory, would surely disavow any knowledge of one of his players being edified from one did under another coach. But since Detmer played at Brigham Young (get the Michael Jackson jibe, yet?), maybe fathead will allow such a practice.
Without Michael Vick likely out until after the Eagles' bye week (Halloween, Oct. 31), we could use Kolb dressing up in a Detmer costume.

Anybody have the misfortune of catching one of Christine O'Donnell's recent campaign ads?

She starts with the line that will go down in political infamy: "I'm not a witch."

Her point, I think, is that she is just an ordinary person -- despite probably arriving at the commercial taping on a broomstick paid for by campaign funds.

The new slogan, designed to rebuild reputation that never should have been distorted as a viable candidate in the first place: "I'm you."

She has a point there -- sorta.

If she's preaching to her base of Tea Party yo-yos, she is right on the money.

Let's just hope the independent voters of Delaware, the ones who will decide that election, see through the thin facade.