The State of the Electorate

While I will not include all of the states whose Electoral Votes went for Romney and Paul, a number of them seem to be hopelessly backward in their political and social outlook.   Progress does not take place at the same rate in different places.  Some parts of the United States, such as New England, New York, and California are eminently progressive and will continue to be.  They are closely followed by Washington, Pennsylvania, Minnesota, and the rest of the Midwest except for Indiana.  

But the Deep South appears to be the most recalcitrant to change.  They, despite their large numbers of African-American citizens, managed to come out for Romney.  What do these crackers have in common with a rich person from Massachusetts, I don't know.  Maybe they are more susceptible to fear messages than most due to the lower levels of education and culture.  Maybe it's the perverse culture that fosters these ideas.

How can a region that proclaims itself so Christian have such attitudes?  It is hard to reconcile racism and professed Christianity; but so it hard to reconcile the militarism so pronounced there with Christianity.  The arts languish; their idea of culture seems to be baton twirling and country music.

Their Christianity is really a veneer that is in the form of prayers before public events and other visible piety.  Their girls dress like strippers when at the beach.  Their politicians regularly lie with no shame and appeal to the worst of human nature.  Of course, they routinely elect morons who cater to their baser motives.

It seems to me that these states cry out for some form of social missionary activity to bring them up to date.  However, considering the cultural differences that would be overwhelming, it is a brave person indeed who would expose herself or himself to such an atmosphere.It is true that there are enclaves of enlightenment there like Atlanta and Charlotte; but there's a stark barrenness otherwise.e

Unfortunately, things were worse in 2016. The bleakness has crept into Wisconsin, Michigan, Missouri, and Pennsylvania. I'm afraid we should even consider partition to remove the rotten branches of the tree,
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nt there, such as Atlanta.  But the living in some of their small towns can be numbing.

The Likely Excuse

A married man was having an affair with his secretary. One day, their passions overcame them in the office and they took off for her house. Exhausted from the afternoon's activities, they fell asleep and awoke at around 8 p.m. 

As the man threw on his clothes, he told the woman to take his shoes outside and rub them through the grass and dirt. Confused, she nonetheless complied and he slipped into his shoes and drove home. 

"Where have you been?" demanded his wife when he entered the house. "Darling," replied the man, "I can't lie to you. I've been having an affair with my secretary. I fell asleep in her bed and didn't wake up until eight o'clock." 

The wife glanced down at his shoes and said, "You liar! You've been playing golf!"

The Wonderbra Song

(To be sung to "Miracle of Miracles" from "Fiddler on the Roof," by Jerry Bock & Sheldon Harnick.)

Wonder of wonders.
Miracle of miracles.
Wonderbra can make you huge.

Wonder of wonders.
Wonderbra oh Wonderbra.
Lifts, shores up, and stacks your boobs.

Wonder of wonders.
Miracle of miracles.
Deepens cleavage on demand.

Wonder of wonders.
Wonderbra oh Wonderbra.
Scoops and swells your mammary glands.

The day I first tried on that bra.
That was a miracle.
That was a miracle.

They gaped and gawked and cheered "Hurrah!"
That was a miracle too.

But for all breasts be they large or small.
The most miraculous bra of all.

Is the one you never have to see.
Naked as they're born to be.

Wonder of wonders.
Miracle of miracles.

Tits so high they make you blush.

Wonder of wonders.
Wonderbra oh Wonderbra.
Never have they looked so lush.

I tried it merely on a dare.
That was a miracle.
That was a miracle.

Now I need a gadget for my rear.
That would be a miracle too.

But of all breasts be they large or small.
The most miraculous breasts of all.
Must be bosoms that are hanging free

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