Good Night, Irene.....
Cimarron thinks Obama is a Marxist.
I harken back to Barack's speech tonight....where he talked about the importance of education, and supporting our teachers and all that, so that America can compete with the rest of the world, etc, etc.
I will bet my house and 12 acres against Cimarron's clapped out '97 Bronco that Cimarron has never read a word of Karl Marx.
Barack Obama voted to give immunity to the biggest corporate violators of the United States Constituiton in two hundred and thirty two years. The guy went to Harvard, for chrissakes. He married a lawyer. Obama would not know how to dress to crash a Marxist party.
Get a fucking clue, Cimarron....... you useless, dumbass, dipshit.
Meanwhile check out the wiki on "Cimarron":
Cimarron is the title of a novel published by popular historical fiction author Edna Ferber in 1929. The book was adapted into a critically acclaimed film in 1931 through RKO Pictures. In 1960, the story was again adapted for the screen to meager success by MGM. Both the novel and 1931 film have fallen out of favor due to perceived racism.
Or check out the Chamber of Commerce in Cimmaron, NM.
Once the home of Anasazi, Jicarilla Apache, and Ute Indians, Cimarron, located on the Mountain Branch of the Santa Fe Trail, became the hub of a vast mining and ranching empire in the mid to late 19th century. The pioneer spirit which gave rise to Cimarron brought the famous and infamous alike. Western legends such as Kit Carson, Black Jack Ketchum, Charles Kennedy, Clay Allison, and Will James have each added flair to the area’s rich history.
In Spanish, Cimarron means “wild and unruly,” harking back to the historical turbulence of this now peaceful community. The area was once part of the controversial Maxwell Land Grant, which eventually caused the Colfax County War in the late 1800s. In addition to Cimarron’s rich Native American heritage, Spanish settlers, homesteaders, trappers, traders, and many other colorful characters made this beautiful area their home.
In the 1800s, few towns had such a reputation for gunplay and violence as Cimarron, New Mexico. Once luridly lawless, today this peaceful town echoes the sights and sounds of its historic past. You can still see ruts of the Santa Fe Trail and our museums and historic buildings offer fun and informative activities. Nearby recreation abounds in the Sangre de Cristo mountains.
Cimarron offers a colorful history and plenty to do any time of year. The sparkle of trail campfires and the howl of coyotes remind us that the old west and the new west overlap.
Gunplay, violence, racisim.
Hey, Cimarron.....how is your health insurance? What is up with your retirement package? How is that '97 Bronco treating you driving back and forth to the unemployment office because you have lost your non-union job to illegal aliens?
How stupid do you feel that some limp-dick, Viagra-swilling, super-rich cocksuckers have convinced you to vote, once again, against your own best interests? Do you realize that if you showed up at the front gate of the fifth least visited ranch of any of the people that John McCain is giving tax breaks to.....you would be captured on video by the surveillance cameras, tracked by satellite, and locked up in the local hoosegow as the whack-job menace that the people you vote for know that you are?
Hey, Cimmaron: Fuck you, you dumb-ass. Next time around in the evolutionary cycle, stay awake in English class and History class. You might learn something that might help you in your next trip through.
Meanwhile......get that 11 year old piece of shit you drive off the road. Granted you are contributing to your hero's Exxon stock profits......but GM is struggling since you haven't worked in ten years and can't afford to buy the upgrade. And since you can't afford air-conditioning on your double-wide......your life is gonna get even more sweaty.
And John McCain is pissed that the emissions from your piece of shit Bronco are killing the climate......and his pool boy, Juan, has to use more chlorine in his third back up ranch's pool to keep down the algae....and the bleach is turning Cindy's hair green. This is not cool.
And....after reading your shit....I had the idea that John McCain's chief financial adviser had a point...."America is a nation of whiners." Whining, dumbass, ignorant motherfuckers like you.
So......I took myself back downstairs....opened a half bottle of champagne made just up the river from the real Cimarron in New Mexico....and made myself a sandwich.
I used organic bread, shipped in from a farm in Colorado. My buddy runs 40,000 acres of wheat with one helper, and sells to an organic baker in Trinidad. I sliced a tomato raised by my gay friend John from James Creek Farm above my Store.....and whose legal wedding I cannot wait to attend when he legally marries his legal immigrant Cuban lover.....and laced it with basil raised by a retired Stanford architecture professor.....and layered it up with gorgeous soft mozzarella from my new friend in Concord up the highway. Some Murray River pink salt from Oz, just to prove that I am a global guy.
Delicious. Life affirming. Life changing. Tastes and textures so overwhelming that I am sure you have never experienced them.....because overwhelming sensation just reminds you of the last time you took it in the ass in Pod A at Natividad on your last meth bust.
Gotta put down that glass pipe, buddy.
Hey, Cimmaron: Any time, drop by, bend over......... and kiss my Marxist ass. I am at 18840 Cachagua Road most days.
Rest easy in the knowlege that you are so fucking stupid it is a miracle you can feed yourself.
Jesus loves you.....everyone else is amazed you can breathe. And we all know that you are an asshole.
Oh....and I am a Republican.......
Yours in Christ,