Huh. Politics, baby.

God, I hate it when I buy something on ebay where I waffle over it and then 24 hours later the same damn thing only BETTER is put up for grabs by the same person. G'AH! Uncool. *shakes fist and rants at the sky*

Work was work, not much to say about that. I would like to say that lately I've begun to think South Carolina should probably just close its borders and not let anyone else in so that we can self destruct or at least thin out the stupid before letting it escape or inviting new stupid in.

Before I begin, I should say that there are things I truly love about this little hellhole. It's pretty. Fantastically so at times and in the right places. When we aren't busy threatening to shoot your dumb ass, we're fairly polite, or at least we fake it well enough to have conned the rest of the nation [well. This city is, anyway] You want ghosts? We got ghosts. And mostly it's because even our cities don't feel massive, although lord knows they're trying to remedy this.

But SC is filled with idiots, and we're not even really going to get to the racists because that, sadly, goes without saying. You can't really hear anything in the news about SC without it being bad. And not just minor-league bad, but bad. The kind that makes you proud to not live here bad.*

The current drama that I can't ignore despite my best efforts is that the Idiot In Charge, Mark Sanford, cheated on his wife with some woman who lives in Argentina. Because when you think SC, your next thought is automatically Argentina, right? They won't let that part go. It makes for some awkward sentence structure, man. Anyway, this was after the man went missing for 5 days or so and no one knew where he was.

You know where he was NOW, but at the time everyone was all, "He's hiking! On the Appalachian Trail!" Yeah. Til the State paper busted his ass flying into Atlanta. I gather they'd finally decided to print the story on his mistress and he figured the best defense was to just come out with it. If you're lucky, you missed his blubbering all over TV. Seriously, don't go looking for that. It's all crap anyway.

So, our govoner goes missing to the point where NO ONE knows where he is because he's ditched security [a favorite pastime of his] and then returns only to admit he's been unfaithful. And a lot of people [guys] figure that since he's owning up to it and was so broken up about the damn thing, maybe he's actually human instead of a Republican Robot. People are outraged because he's tainted the morality of our fair state. Whatever. Lynching did that eons ago. I think he's a moron and I nearly died laughing when RS quoted him as to saying that if he were to run for President [or maybe it was just in general?] he wouldn't be against gay marriage from a moral standpoint, but a financial one. Namely, that we can't afford all the breaks given to straight people, so if gay people got their rights too, well. Hell in a hand basket financially. Died, I tell you. Oh, and all of this is on the heels of him having refused to take the stimulus money handed out even though using or not using makes no difference in the pay-back. So, before his mistress shenangins came out, everyone assumed he'd just finally gone insane. And I thought, "Finally! I can get behind crazy!"

Sooooooo now he's giving interviews and stuff. Keep in mind that immediately after the scandal broke, he and his wife were presenting this as "We'll work through it because Mark is obviously torn up about what he's done and I can forgive that because it'll lead to groveling." Now? Now Sanford is going on about how he left his soul mate in Argentina.

Dude. There are things you just do not say in public, particularly not to the press, especially when everyone is gunning for you to resign. You do not admit that you might have left out a few extra trips to visit Argentina when you were busy sobbing for the cameras last week. You do not call the other woman your soul mate when you've said you and your wife are working things out. You do not claim that you feel horrible for how this is going to bite your kids in the ass and then tell the world [essentially, although really, I doubt they care] that you do not consider your wife to be said soul mate, particularly when you come from a place that generally doesn't really follow the theory that technically your soulmate could be anyone, not just the person you've married. You do not go on about the other relations you've had with other women and then say "but I didn't cross that sexual line" because then I have to wonder where, exactly, that line is drawn, and I don't need that mental picture in my head.

If your wife kills you, I really hope no jury in the land will convict her, because at this point you're just asking for someone to kick your ass. I so hope they do because instead of focusing on doing your JOB, you're waxing poetic about the other women in your life.

When I'm considered one of the smarter people in a room [not including a crowd of my friends cuz, well, then I'm not] THERE IS A PROBLEM. Your state is hovering around dead last in education. We've got a fantastically high unemployment rate. Do your job, regardless of whether I agree with how you do it, or get the fuck out. Oh, and you bet you'll be repaying the funds for the trips you took.




* Not that this keeps you fuckwits from moving here anyway! Get the hell out of my state and take some of the local assholes with you!