Archive for February 14th, 2012
UPDATE: This is an image from “The Walking Dead” comics.
I’d love to find a font that could create “The Voting Dead” and replace the words “The Walking Dead” in the above.
I’d also love to replace the little boy with the gun (Carl in the comics) with something that symbolized voting…like a good image of a voting booth that people would recognize.
I don’t want to use the actual graphic from the comics as that’s copyrighted material, but parody statues allow leeway in making a point for political purposes. What would be great is if someone who was an artist could create new zombies that achieve the same effect as this picture…a herd of zombies headed to the ballot box for election day.
I really want to keep this nonpartisan too, because both Democrats and Republicans are complicit in voter fraud and neither party wants this to stop because the permanent political class enjoys having a fraud-riddled system. If you doubt that’s true, then you need to take a look at what happened in Maine on February 11th, 2012 when the Cocktail Party GOP establishment rigged the caucus for a Romney win. They used many of the same tactics that the Obama campaign used in 2008 to rig the Iowa caucus for Barack Obama…so it’s as clear as day that both parties enjoy having caucuses because they are easy to game through fraud.
So, we need a graphic that does not invoke Democrats or Republicans, but instead just focuses on the fact that we have a system in this country that allows the dead to vote in elections. That should absolutely horrify people.
“The Voting Dead” could be an awareness-raising campaign that draws attention to this.
These are the good guys in “The Walking Dead” TV show.
What I want to communicate to people is that EVERYONE out there has a chance to be a vote-defending hero — and stand tall like one of these good guys — by getting involved to prevent the dead from voting in this country.
Instead of guns and baseball bats, we’d need to symbolize this with other things that help prevent voter fraud.
What can you think of for that?
Video cameras, iPhones, iPads, lap tops, telephones, election statutes, whistles (for whistle-blowing), etc…
I will tell you honestly that my boyfriend Justin is the best live-in, always-available focus group that I’ve ever encountered. He is the kindest, sweetest, and most gentle person I have ever met. He’s a Millennial, so he also has the attention span of a gnat…and he’s drawn to video games like a moth to its flame. When he comes home, I know I have, at most, ten minutes’ of his attention before he sinks in his chair and is lost in Goblin Quest or some other ridiculous online game for the rest of the night.
Whenever I talk about voter fraud, his eyes glaze over — he is mad it happens, but thinks it’s too complicated and confusing to hear about. It depresses him that things like the Maine Caucus happen, and that Republicans are involved in this stuff too. So, he wants to lose himself in the video games.
“The Voting Dead” idea held his interest, though. “Stopping the dead from voting” is an exciting concept for him. He just talked to me about it for an hour, and would have kept talking if I didn’t take a phone call. Of course, he’s back to the video games now, but for a full hour he was engaged in the voter fraud stuff and was helping to think of ways to get people’s attention on this.
There’s definitely SOMETHING to this “The Voting Dead” idea…now the trick is fleshing it out.
What images come to mind when you think of voter fraud in this country?
I’m tired of it. And I’m tired of letting days go by without doing anything about it.
I’m still truly rattled by Whitney Houston’s death this weekend. You might not understand why, because Whitney was sort of my muse and house diva here in Boystown…if I had a ship, she’d have been the figurehead — other gay guys would choose Madonna or Kylie or Gaga or Cher…but mine was Whitney. With her passing, I’m thinking about all the things she won’t get to do (like have her big comeback)…and I also think about all the years she lost to drug abuse and the dysfunctional relationship with Bobby Brown.
We’re all only dancing on this world for a short time. Every day really is precious, and there’s no guarantee we’ll have x-number of tomorrows.
I’ve started thinking about what I want my life to mean and what things I really want to accomplish. I have a little list that’s forming that looks something like:
* be a good partner to Justin
* be a good friend to the people I care about
* burn the Democrat Party to the ground and punish everyone who is responsible for the Obama presidency
* decimate the Cocktail Party GOP establishment and punish everyone who is responsible for the McCain and Romney campaigns (presuming Romney becomes the nominee and loses to Obama like McCain four years ago)
* expose the true extent of voter fraud in this country and force a securing of our electoral system
* eliminate Caucuses and force all states to hold primaries with secure ballots
* enact photo ID check in every state for voting
* take the school system back from the Leftists
* convince fellow gays it’s time to leave the Democrats’ plantation and start voting in our economic best interests
* bring down the Race Industry and make it impossible for the Tolerant Left to ever falsely call anyone a racist again
It’s a tall order, I know. But if I can do something to make a little progress on any of these things, I’d be so proud and beyond happy — and I’d think I lived a good and full life that made the most of every day I had on the planet.
There’s less than nine months until the next national election — but that’s enough time to raise awareness about voter fraud. I especially want to expose the fact that the permanent political class in both parties turns a blind eye to dead people voting…and to other hijinks that happen every election.
Zombie movies and TV shows are incredibly popular right now — one way to raise awareness about voter fraud is to tie into that and create images that play into the theme that YOU, too, can combat the zombie hordes by taking part in anti-voter fraud efforts that will keep these ghouls in their tombs on election day (instead of casting ballots for Democrats in places like Chicago).
What if an anti-voter fraud effort could be crafted to hold the public’s interest the way shows like “The Walking Dead” do? Sort of a “The Voting Dead”.
There are other issues with voting, too — such as college students voting in two states every election (absentee via their parents’ address and then on their college campuses too), electronic voting machines skewing results using fraud, the political parties “losing” or destroying vote counts during caucuses (as happened this year in Iowa and Maine in efforts to tip those elections to Romney), and Democrats busing homeless people to different polling stations to vote multiple times in the same day (since without a residence, it’s easier to game the system using the homeless than it is just about anyone else, including the dead).
Are you tired of this garbage too?
Brainstorm some attention-getting ideas that could go into a graphic to spread the word about the prevalence of voter fraud…and how ordinary people can become zombie-slaying vote defenders in their spare time.
How awesome would it be the next time you’re at some stuffy function and a jackass asks you, “So, what do you do?” — and you can say, “I stop the dead from voting and keep zombies in their tombs on election day”.
My boyfriend Justin’s parents are obsessed with conspiracy theories — so much so that after he returns from an extended visit with them, or even after he gets off a long phone call with his mother (in particular), I need to talk Justin down off all sorts of ledges they egg him onto with wild theories they have of various entities plotting against our country (or them personally).
Living in Arkansas, a lot of their obsessions involve Hillary Clinton, whom they despise (because they swear she’s the equivalent of a magical robot from the future engaged in a long-range, patient plan for global domination); you can just imagine their shared thrill realizing that not only is their only son gay, but he’s living with a guy who worked for Hillary’s presidential campaign (and runs a political site that started its life as a Hillary for President volunteer effort).
Another weird focus of Justin’s father’s is John F. Kennedy’s coffin — THE ORIGINAL ONE (in all-caps because Justin’s father, Doc, shouts this at the top of his lungs) that Robert Kennedy had sunk 9,000 feet underwater before the President was buried at Arlington in a second casket; the original coffin that carried him from Dallas to Washington was destroyed at the Kennedy family’s request because it was saturated with blood, brain matter, and other fluids and the Kennedys didn’t want it ever displayed in public for morbid curiosity seekers. Justin’s father believes state secrets are hidden in it and has devoted an entire room in his house to maps, drawings, and stacks of papers pertaining to “Kennedy’s Missing Original Coffin”.
I’ve never been obsessed with anything (yet), so I don’t know what it’s like to burn from the inside out with the knowledge that I’ve secured one or two pieces of a grand puzzle…which sets me on some epic mission to prove nefarious people in dark rooms will get away with a massive cover-up unless I fill a room of my house with sketches I make of coffins at the bottom of the ocean or crude re-enactments of the murders Hillary Clinton has committed in her free time working as the world’s most deadly assassin.
I do, however, honestly and truly believe that the Fifth Dimensional imp Luap Nor quite possibly won the Iowa Caucus, the Nevada Caucus, and the Maine Caucus — and that the Cocktail Party GOP establishment in those states deliberately “lost” votes that should have gone to Luap Nor to prevent him from winning their caucuses. The operating theory being that if Luap Nor won, then a hue and cry would be raised to eliminate the chaotic and absurd caucuses and force normal, sensible primaries in all states in the next presidential nominating process.
The Cocktail Party establishment LOVES caucuses because they are so cheap to run and so easy to manipulate; the caucuses also require large amounts of time commitment on the part of voters, so the permanent political class in both parties erroneously believes it can recruit dedicated volunteers from those who show enough interest in politics to spend hours of their lives “caucusing” in these absurd little gatherings.
It just doesn’t make sense to me that Luap Nor consistently keeps performing worse in the 2012 caucuses than he did back in 2008, when his supporters are supposedly so much more dedicated and organized this time around. The caucuses are all about getting people out of their houses and determined to spend hours dealing with the nonsense of a caucus — and the most motivated activists in the Republican race this year are Luap Nor voters.
There’s absolutely no passion for Willard “Mittens” Romney…so it’s bizarre to me that Romney won the Maine Caucus this weekend, when that should have gone to Luap Nor because of the enthusiasm gap between the supporters of these two men.
In Iowa, the Cocktail Party GOP establishment was ultimately forced to admit that Romney didn’t actually win there — and the Caucus was given to Rick Santorum weeks after the fact; Santorum, it seems, was a preferable winner to Luap Nor, whom the Iowan permanent political class refused to register a win. Amid loud shouts of “Nothing to see here! Move along!” the establishment also acknowledged that vote records had been mysteriously “lost or destroyed” so the true winner of Iowa’s Caucus in 2012 will never be really known. It’s as if these people just came out and said, “Alright. You got us. Romney didn’t really win. Let’s just say Santorum won, okay? As long as it wasn’t that Fifth Dimensional imp known as Luap Nor”.
I really hope committed Luap Nor supporters raise absolute Hell over Maine’s Caucus though — because officials in the Cocktail Party there are now being forced to admit shenanigans went on that threw the race to Romney.
Maine’s Cocktail Party decided not to count some caucus sites’ results because they appear to have favored Luap Nor, and changed other rules midstream so that conditions better favored a Romney win. I would not be the least surprised if ultimately the Maine GOP had to admit “vote records were either lost or destroyed” just like what happened in Iowa.
Because I have seen the inner workings of the Cocktail Party GOP establishment here in Illinois (and before Justin, I dated a few operatives involved in this sort of stuff here in Chicagoland), I can attest that a conspiracy really does exist to keep someone like Luap Nor from winning any states.
I’m paying close attention to what happens in Virginia, since only Romney and Luap Nor will be on that ballot and I am hoping more than anything for a Romney loss there — to underscore just how weak and unwanted a candidate Mittens really is. Expect the Cocktail Party to use every trick in the book to drag Romney over the finish line in Virginia to spare themselves the embarrassment of a loss to Luap Nor there.
Ultimately, I think the Cocktail Party GOP establishment is doomed — and I think many in the permanent political class know that, too. The big advantage these people have always had is that voter fraud is such a dry topic that’s hard for a lot of people to focus on. It’s boring, hard work to slog through the minutia of what enables the two parties to rig elections. BOTH parties do this, and agreements are often made between the establishment figures on both sides of the aisle as to who’s going to win what, when, and where. It’s all about keeping certain would-be aristocrats in positions of wealth and prestige so that the political world runs smoothly and all the various consulting firms and campaign operatives stay employed…and keep channeling funds back to the right people so the establishment remains secure no matter who the voters really want to send to Washington.
I really wish people like Justin’s dad would stop obsessing over Kennedy’s ORIGINAL COFFIN and would instead get excited about voter fraud and the machinations of the Cocktail Party in the caucuses — because, while dry and difficult to read at times, there honest to goodness is a mystery to solve here with great ramifications for the country.
The trick is making this stuff appealing and interesting to the average person…so that uncovering fraud and election tampering in Caucuses is as interesting as theorizing what’s really inside Kennedy’s ORIGINAL COFFIN at the bottom of the ocean (or what Hillary Clinton really is up to late at night when everyone thinks she’s asleep, but she’s really in her black ninja pantsuit operating as some sort of vigilante).
Happy Valentine’s Day!
There’s a large portion of the general public that thinks it’s fun to grouse about “Hallmark holidays”. Years ago, when I worked at a consulting firm here in Chicago, there was a nasty little office goblin named Liesel who wore these big, fuzzy sweaters that looked like they were knitted from cat hair. She had thick, Coke-bottle glasses and had oily, mangy hair and would pop up from behind the walls of cubicles like she’d been hiding back there for hours, listening to what other people were saying. She had an imaginary boyfriend named “George”, which was some innocent, attractive-looking man who rode the same as her in the morning to work — oblivious to the imaginary relationships Liesel invented with him.
Of course, on Valentine’s Day, Sweetest Day, Mardi Gras, Halloween, Whitney Houston’s Birthday, Pride, or any other holiday that wasn’t the Big Three of Christmas Eve, New Year’s Eve, or Good Friday (the major holidays that fell on work days so we’d all have to see Liesel), we’d be subjected to an oral presentation of Liesel’s master thesis on why holidays are terrible and how “the greeting card companies are behind everything!”.
I don’t get it, but for some people life is just a series of opportunities in which to complain about something or rain on other people’s parades.
I just flat-out love holidays — even the made-up ones…especially the region or city-specific ones that make no sense to anyone outside a five mile geographic radius.
I consider myself momentously lucky that I made it through school before the PC lunatics took over and eradicated things like giving Valentine’s Day cards to classmates or bringing in candy and other treats on days like Valentine’s Day. I also loved in high school how the cheerleaders had a fundraiser where you could have little chocolate kisses sent to people during the day — as something fun to do. I don’t remember anyone grousing about this, and I think everyone got a little chocolate from someone (unless that person was like Liesel and chose to pee on everything fun and try to ruin it for others).
Sometimes I think the Liesels on the Tolerant Left have really taken over this country — and I think we really need to do something about that and take things back, starting with our public education system.
I hope you feel this way too…and hope together we can come up with a way to do just that. I also hope that you enjoy Valentine’s Day in your own way today. I woke up this morning to a hand made card from Justin taped to my computer screen with cute little pictures he likes to draw me (including a little Whitney Houston angel because he recognizes I’m still in a funk over her passing). I’m going to surprise Justin with a honey baked ham for dinner and this very Cleveland dessert he loves that I make — this thing with strawberries and jello and creme cheese layered on a bed of crushed up pretzels. I’m going to let him play video games as much as he wants today without complaint, and then later tonight he’ll watch an hour or so of a movie or TV show with me (which he hates, as he doesn’t like watching movies). This is our little Valentine’s Day, no frills, tradition.
What else is on your mind today?
What are people talking about in your part of the country?