Goths for Bush
October 27, 2004 3:31 PM Subscribe
Goths for Bush: We began with a short reading from Poe and discussed the true horrors of life under George Bush. It was agreed that there is no hope, only pain and sadness and that he would continue to provide us with the same. (via WOW)
Just discovered this site as well:
RightGoths
Terribly boring and earnest with little poetry, but presented for the sake of completeness.
posted by pandaharma at 3:37 PM on October 27, 2004
RightGoths
Terribly boring and earnest with little poetry, but presented for the sake of completeness.
posted by pandaharma at 3:37 PM on October 27, 2004
RightGoths: Gothic. Freaky. Conservative.
We're off a rocky start.
The nine most terrifying words in the English language are, 'I'm from the government and I'm here to help.'
*Noise of repressed deriding chuckle*
Let me try: "I'm George Bush And I approve of this message."
posted by NewBornHippy at 4:18 PM on October 27, 2004
We're off a rocky start.
The nine most terrifying words in the English language are, 'I'm from the government and I'm here to help.'
*Noise of repressed deriding chuckle*
Let me try: "I'm George Bush And I approve of this message."
posted by NewBornHippy at 4:18 PM on October 27, 2004
'The vote in Florida is still too close to call.'
10 words, but whatever.
posted by jokeefe at 4:23 PM on October 27, 2004
10 words, but whatever.
posted by jokeefe at 4:23 PM on October 27, 2004
10 words, but whatever.
The Gipper said 9 words. 9 words -- don't you have any respect!?! *Grumble*
posted by NewBornHippy at 4:26 PM on October 27, 2004
The Gipper said 9 words. 9 words -- don't you have any respect!?! *Grumble*
posted by NewBornHippy at 4:26 PM on October 27, 2004
Well, they've got the whole pasty white thing down. They'd fit into the Republican party like porch climbers.
posted by octobersurprise at 8:41 PM on October 27, 2004
posted by octobersurprise at 8:41 PM on October 27, 2004
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george bush
the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, entwined are we.
the salvation from bush we lust for
flares once, then dies again,
swallowed by a velvet ebonite nothingness.
all hope must surely perish if he wins.
his passion throbs no more.
how could he tear us asunder?
his shadows surround us all, crying,
save us from ourselves, we will follow you.
posted by pandaharma at 3:34 PM on October 27, 2004