The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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    I'm Not a Witch Either: Christine O'Donnell Is Not the Youest of the You

    I'm not a witch. I'm nothing you've heard. I'm you.

    -- Christine O'Donnell, Republican for Senate

    I'm not a witch either. Like Christine O'Donnell, I'm you. Indeed, I'm much more you than Ms. O'Donnell. I'm so you that if you weren't you, you would think that I was you. In fact, the only thing holding me back from actually being you is you, if you get my meaning.

    That's why, I'm running for public office. Because when I get there, I'm going to take the you out of the you and replace it with the me. Then I will be so much more you than you that what I do for me will really be for you. So when a corporation pays me to give your money to them, the money for me will really be for you. And the money for them will be for you too because the corporation is me, and I'm you, so the corporation is you too. It's a win-win-win. Well, really it's just one win because all three of us will in fact be you. But let's not forget that I'll be the most you of all. And you would never vote against you, would you?

    So screw that witch, and vote for me because I'm more you than she is. I'll go to Washington and do what you'd do for you only for me instead of you because I care more about you than you do. Thank you for supporting you.

    I'm Genghis and I approved this message. And so did you.

    Comments

    Gives me You fatigue.


    You and me both.  Of course, I'm you.  So you and you both.


    No. You're not me. I'm not a slut. A "picnic" on that alter? Yeah. right. You got laid.



    When Christine and I look into our mirrors and over our shoulders, we see some other you looking back at we...and we are each other and it must be the season....sorry, I can't resist....help me...I'm powerless...must be the season......

     


    This makes me like myself a lot less. I preferred those days when nobody was me, including myself. 

    Now that I am suddenly her, she is going to need a lot more than a string of pearls to "do what I would do" in D.C. I made a list:

    Case of single malt scotch

    Sawzall (battery powered)

    Angle grinder (battery powered)

    Shaolin Temple war hammer

    Case of duct tape (Gorilla brand)

    Crossbow (hunting bolts)

    Calculator

    Reading glasses

     


    Shonen knife?


    Which you am I?


    Your syntax gave you away, Sarah P! What have you done with Genghis? Did you get your African buddy to try to take his religion away? BRING HIM BACK!!!!!!!!

    Thanks, Genghis!  You made me realize that if O'Donnell now goes on to win this, we will officially transition from the "Al Franken Decade" to the "You Decade".  (Oy!)


    And I thought it was just this intestinal bug I was suffering from, but now I find out it's you.  Psyllium seed husks for everyone!  I feel the need to purge the you from me. 


    Wait ... she's me? Some woman in Delaware has turned herself into me?

    There's only one way anybody could do that ...

    Witchcraft.


    Great, will all of 'you' just shut up now? ;)


    Here's O'Donnel's revised ad:


    Ha. I fixed the video for you. Try the little filmstrip option in the toolbar next time.


    I think it's all pretty simple.  If I think, therefore I am, then the only way I am you, rather than me, or you are me, rather than yourself, is if I or you don't think.  Enough said.