spin in the city

where neurosis meets good intentions

Hubba Hubba Obama (You Can Hold Me Up ANYTIME) March 29, 2008

Filed under: politrix — jininvan @ 5:48 am
 

it’s true (He’s perfect) March 27, 2008

Filed under: politrix — jininvan @ 11:12 pm

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Source: Gawker Stalker

 

My Cafferty File March 27, 2008

Filed under: The News Blues, politrix — jininvan @ 8:17 pm

Why are Hillary’s approval ratings so low?

Because voters are smarter than she thinks they are, and far smarter

than the way in which she is treating them.

Her campaign has become an insult to the intelligence of progressive

people everywhere.

(omg i emailed CNN >8( WHAT HAS BECOME OF ME?

Update: CNN just autoreplied to my inbox! out damn spot out.

 

Wise Why’s March 24, 2008

Filed under: babble, fragment, neurotic me, reality check — jininvan @ 7:16 pm

WHY did i wait so long to find a doctor?

WHY is there no joy left in my job?

WHY can’t (some, harumph) men see what they do wrong?

WHY do i imagine transgressions to beat myself up over?

WHY DO I STILL CARE??

 

Shifting Paradigms March 21, 2008

Filed under: The News Blues, fragment, politrix — jininvan @ 6:50 pm

yes we can he cries to thunderous applause

as hope and wonder rise from stomachs

knotted by 8 years of corruption

and 5 years of an illegal and murderous war.

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ulcerated with disappointment, disillusionment

disconnected from hope by arbitrary rule

solidified by fear, insulated from reality,

and swaddled in yesterday’s ideology of hate.

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no they cant from blind eyes glazed, spitting

incredulous scorn at the naivety of the masses

forgetting those masses marched for civil rights,

brought soldiers home from vietnam.

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he’s nothing but black crows a rival

sputtering with middle-aged desperation,

entrenched in a guerilla campaign of old-school fear

look at what his pastor said.

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we can overcome he assures while the paradigm shifts

remember: the remnants of every empire

have clung tightly with straining claws

to the dying whispers of power they once knew.

 

OverHeard in the Mainstream Media March 19, 2008

Filed under: The News Blues, fragment, politrix — jininvan @ 4:00 am

Hair and Teeth: After making this speech are you worried you are now the

“Race Candidate”?

Barack Obama: …

 

TEEFLERS March 13, 2008

Filed under: Spincouver, neurotic me, reality check — jininvan @ 5:01 am

if “teefler” isn’t technically a word it should be. like “equalist”, but don’t get

me started. Anyway: thief -> teef -> teefler. First heard (along with excessive

amounts of overly loud and distorted buju and super cat) in a tiny, hot-boxed

ottawa u dorm. Likely while playing domino’s and fighting about who should

order pizza.

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Teefler is a verb (”he teeflered my girl/seat/red stripe”) or a noun “bumba

clot teefler”. I got teeflered today. some punks cloned my card and racked up

an obscene amount at parking lots and gas stations. obviously i’m dramatic

about everything but this make me icky - i’m a virgo and a paranoid virgo -

i shield the pin pad even when it has it’s own cover, change my passwords

monthly, and still - i got TEEFLERED!!! Well, technically Mastercard did

but it shows up on my raas clot bill.

 

daily obsessions March 11, 2008

Filed under: babble, neurotic me, reality check — jininvan @ 1:12 am
  • what if: correlation between cookie dough and muscle tone!
    • large pores
    • what not drinking means for my: liver, stomach, budget, cheekbones
    • the word “ferocious”
     

    Please Help Us Obama March 9, 2008

    Filed under: The News Blues, politrix — jininvan @ 11:44 pm

    More than two years of income trusts, midnight firings of independent

    regulators who dared to be independent and not conservative minions,

    stonewalling the media, dictatorship of the PMO, international ridicule

    of neocon global warming pseudoscience and stalling delivered by a

    belligerent snake oil salesman, cherry-picking which death-sentenced

    citizens to seek clemency for, c-10 censorship, another bill that quietly

    assigns rights to a fetus, bribing a dying, independent MP with $1million

    payable to his family after his death, handcuffing parliament by making

    every vote one of confidence and then castrating the senate (THE ONLY

    THING THAT CAN PROTECT OUR RIGHTS) by threatening to dissolve

    parliament if their minefield billsĀ  don’t pass the senate quickly enough

    for their liking.

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    Since January 23, 2006 the acid drip drip drip in my stomach has

    steadily corroded what i thought being canadian WAS. it’s enough for a

    thousand rants, usually hurled at the screen during reruns of question

    period. the arrogance, the outdated ideology, the small-penis syndrome

    inspired wrangling - it all has me changing the channel. To, of all things,

    CNN.

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    the scene to the south is a marked contrast: inspired masses firmly in

    step behind a multicultural pied piper singing of hopes and dreams. his

    lack of experience an asset because the question now, in a paradigm

    shifted to the left, is “experience in what model?” and rejection of that

    model and distrust of what experience in it signifies.

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    the contrast couldn’t be more clear - so how does our warmongering

    leader-for-now bridge that divide? what is our government-for-now’s

    first foray into the inspirational sphere that is barack obama? a leak

    and a smear, a very public and well publicized stumble, interference, the

    motives for which could not be more transparent. not remarkable

    considering the list of blunders but well noticed nonetheless.

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    As they march to the left after 8 years we have been dragged doggedly to

    the right for 2. Considering what they’ve done in 2 years - what will be

    left after 6 more?

     

    ignorance: biting my tongue March 5, 2008

    Filed under: Spincouver, fragment, worklife — jininvan @ 4:53 am

    “they should throw all the junkies in the ocean”

    she says with a half smile secret handshake

    that whispers from her heart shaped face

    “its ok - it’s only them”

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    “it’s not like babies are born with it”

    from a loved and softly cradled upper middle

    classless princess peering down her pedestal

    “they’re nasty and selfish”

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    “i think i offended him” she laughs, all clever

    as my teeth meet between my tongue and

    8 red moons slice into the palms of my clenched fists

    “i wonder what his problem was?”