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You are here: Home / z-Retired Categories / Site Maintenance / The Apocalypse Is Soon

The Apocalypse Is Soon

by John Cole|  October 30, 20087:20 pm| 71 Comments

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For whatever reason-maybe I was slightly peevish, maybe I was feeling slightly cantankerous, maybe I was just ready for this election to be over- I went out and had a liquid dinner. Well, not actually, but I did have a bottle of red with my meal.

And, as I was sitting there enjoying my meal, a plan was hatched. As I speak, mom is digging up pictures of me in Halloween costumes past, and hopefully dad will scan some by tomorrow.

Why? Because I love you. Consider this your open thread, and consider this your opportunity to send in pictures of yourself in embarrassing Halloween costumes (MAKE SURE YOU NAME YOUR PICTURE WITH YOUR COMMENTING HANDLE). My favorite from grad school was me as John Daly’s Caddy, when all I did was wear a caddy uniform with a golf bag full of empty tequila and beer bottles and a sign on my back like a caddy wears that said “Daly, BAC .28” instead of a number.

Hopefully mom will find the picture I am looking for, and it will be pretty damned funny.

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  1. 1.

    Far Left American Hater Incertus

    October 30, 2008 at 7:25 pm

    No picture, but the best costume I ever had was as Silent Bob, complete with my own sidekick Jay–the worst Jay in the history of Jays. My car’s emergency brake didn’t hold and my car went rolling off into a gully, so I spent two hours waiting for AAA to come out to the middle of nowhere to pull it out.

    And open-thready-wise, I’m looking to post a series of songs leading up to election day. I started with Mosh, by Eminem, but I’m looking for suggestions.

  2. 2.

    LiberalTarian

    October 30, 2008 at 7:27 pm

    Heh. I am looking forward to seeing what John Cole looks like–even if he’s in costume and it’s 20 years ago. :)

  3. 3.

    Comrade Stuck

    October 30, 2008 at 7:28 pm

    My favorite from grad school was me as John Daly’s Caddy, when all I did was wear a caddy uniform with a golf bag full of empty tequila and beer bottles and a sign on my back like a caddy wears that said “Daly, BAC .28” instead of a number.

    Er, I quit dressing up for Halloween when I was like 11. By the time I got to Grad School, I was drinking bottles of Wine and thinking up all kinds of crazy shit to do. The kinds of shit I usually regretted the next day/

  4. 4.

    cleek

    October 30, 2008 at 7:29 pm

    FYI: sounds like Pammycakes is about to win "Worst Person" on Olbermann for her Barack-X thing today.

  5. 5.

    John Cole

    October 30, 2008 at 7:31 pm

    @LiberalTarian: Honestly, like a cross between a taller Drew Carrey and Jim Gaffigan. Plus, I lost my girlish figure. Used to be 6’1″ 190 when I was in the Army, but now I am a lot, lot more.

  6. 6.

    John Cole

    October 30, 2008 at 7:32 pm

    @cleek: KO reads this site. Or one of his staff does. I know it.

  7. 7.

    gbear

    October 30, 2008 at 7:36 pm

    Man, Obama’s campaign sure knows how to take the wind out of McBlognut’s campaign. Robots Attack!

  8. 8.

    cleek

    October 30, 2008 at 7:37 pm

    @John Cole: "KO reads this site"

    everybody wave!

  9. 9.

    ninerdave

    October 30, 2008 at 7:37 pm

    @John Cole:

    Didn’t you get a mention on Countdown like last year?

    My best (or worst) was dressing up in drag, the first time I went to the Castro Halloween party. I’ve never been more groped in my entire life. I used to have a picture of that costume, complete with fake pearls, when I was laying seductively on my roommate’s car.

  10. 10.

    Ned R.

    October 30, 2008 at 7:41 pm

    Definitely had a few good costumes over the years when I was young (the Pac-Man one in 1982 was my finest hour…or was it Raistlin in 1987?) — only one photo to hand, though, but I’ll let John judge whether it’s worthy or not…

  11. 11.

    gbear

    October 30, 2008 at 7:43 pm

    Used to be 6’1” 190 when I was in the Army, but now I am a lot, lot more.

    What, are you 6’8" now?

    Myself, I’d be height/weight proportional if I was 9’3".

    Never been a big fan of Halloween, but if you want to go out to see great costumes, you need to go to a gay bar. Halloween is always an over-the-top extravaganza of creative impulses.

  12. 12.

    Mr Furious

    October 30, 2008 at 7:43 pm

    No pics, but one of my favorite costumes was a total last-minute job: I threw on a bathrobe, wet my hair down and put shaving cream on my head with a line down the middle—voilá! Tegrin Man!

    I walked around the party announcing, "the tingle tells me it’s working."

    Okay. Maybe that costume sucked after all.

  13. 13.

    demkat620

    October 30, 2008 at 7:43 pm

    Jim Gaffigan.

    Who is that? Am I too old and uncool to know now?

  14. 14.

    Comrade Stuck

    October 30, 2008 at 7:43 pm

    Robots Attack!

    Too funny. Come to think of it, Goldfarb has an eery resemblance to Gort from TDTESS. Gortfarb, that’s it.

  15. 15.

    JL

    October 30, 2008 at 7:44 pm

    So is this a good time to start planning our election night party?

  16. 16.

    Mr Furious

    October 30, 2008 at 7:46 pm

    Am I too old and uncool to know now?

    There’s nothing cool about Jim Gaffigan.

  17. 17.

    cleek

    October 30, 2008 at 7:46 pm

    Jim Gaffigan.

    comedian. he’s a Comedy Central staple.

  18. 18.

    Larry Craig nee Crusty Dem

    October 30, 2008 at 7:48 pm

    When I was 7 I had a Jawa costume for Halloween, my best ever. My father made used a pair of LED lights, a circuit board, and a pair of swim goggles to make the red flashing eyes; that and a monk’s robe and I was set.

    I was destined to be a dork..

  19. 19.

    Mr Furious

    October 30, 2008 at 7:50 pm

    I stand corrected. I just watched cleek’s link… a slow start, but after about the 1:30 mark I couldn’t stop laughing. And I’ve never even had a Hot Pocket™.

    I was thinking of whatever lame-ass sitcom he had.

  20. 20.

    D-Chance.

    October 30, 2008 at 7:51 pm

    I think I heard something on NPR that came close to topping that Cindy Jacobs chick from CBN. They interviewed Nicole Wallace (sp?) from the McCain campaign. She actually compared Obama’s redistribution to a customer stiffing the waitress in order to give the homeless guy outside the restaurant some loose change (the idea of giving to both never crossed the customer’s mind, I guess).

    Did anyone else hear that interview this evening, dinner-hour or thereabouts? And if so, is there a link to it online? Because the whole thing was fabulous. The NPR babe first nailed Wallace with a "gotcha" when she played a clip of McCain admitting that Obama wasn’t a Socialist. Then, interrupted Wallace twice as she tried to evade a question by invoking Joe the Plumber (NPR babe: "Uh, Joe the Plumber isn’t running for President"). Then, Wallace blurted out the comparison of Obama’s plan to the waitress/bum. I almost wound up in the ditch when she said it… it was THAT kind of "huh… wtf?" moment.

  21. 21.

    Comrade Stuck

    October 30, 2008 at 7:51 pm

    Damn liberal activist court are at it again.

    Voter Purge Rejected in Colorado

    Poor wingnuts. They can’t buy suppressed vote these days.

  22. 22.

    Just Some Fuckhead

    October 30, 2008 at 7:51 pm

    Back in the 90s, me and my drinking buddies used to win a lot of Halloween costume contests as Hooters girls. And yeah, I got pics. And no, I won’t be sharing.

  23. 23.

    Mr Furious

    October 30, 2008 at 7:52 pm

    What’s up with that edit, cleek? Afraid to stand by your "funny, funny guy" statement?

  24. 24.

    Mr Furious

    October 30, 2008 at 7:53 pm

    OT: cleek, where in NC are you?

  25. 25.

    That One - Cain

    October 30, 2008 at 7:53 pm

    Sorry, off topic again :) (sue me.. bitches)

    I was pondering since Obama is planning on putting in both republicans and democrats into his administration, ya think a democratic majority in congress will approve of his candidates? Morever, what will our democratic partisans think? We’re in for some interesting couple of months starting January.

    I’m going to start fucking assuming Obama becomes Prez.. I just gotta. I know I’m jumping the gun, but I don’t fucking care.

    cain

  26. 26.

    cleek

    October 30, 2008 at 7:54 pm

    when i was ten or so, i went as a ghost. my stepmother sewed me an all white robe, made from old sheets. and for a hood, she took a pillow case and cut eye holes into it. point part up.

    it took me a few years, but i eventually figured out that i looked exactly like a little Klansman.

  27. 27.

    cleek

    October 30, 2008 at 7:55 pm

    What’s up with that edit, cleek? Afraid to stand by your "funny, funny guy" statement?

    in my memory, he was really funny. but as that Hot Pocket thing played in the other tab … i realized my memory was wrong.

    where in NC are you?

    outside of Raleigh.

  28. 28.

    TheFountainHead

    October 30, 2008 at 7:58 pm

    That Robots Attack ad is freakin’ brilliant.

  29. 29.

    Mr Furious

    October 30, 2008 at 7:58 pm

    as that Hot Pocket thing played in the other tab … i realized my memory was wrong

    You didn’t stick with it long enough. I was ready to bail after a minute, but it got better…

    outside of Raleigh

    We just relocated to Asheville from Ann Arbor…

  30. 30.

    Halteclere

    October 30, 2008 at 8:03 pm

    When I was in 3rd grade (1980 I think) my father and an uncle made me a kick-ass Darth Vader costume. The helmet was spot-on, made from a hard hat, parts of cardboard, a milk jug and some screen mesh. I was first in my class, and 3rd in my whole elementary school.

    My father and uncle made an R2-D2 costume for my brother (he was in 2nd grade) whose dome rotated, the back legs and front tripod properly swivelled – the whole works. He only got 2nd in his class, being beat by some kid wrapped in tinfoil who called himself a robot. To this day my brother is still pissed about that.

    I wish I had pictures of those costumes.

  31. 31.

    cleek

    October 30, 2008 at 8:04 pm

    You didn’t stick with it long enough

    hmmm. well, that could be… i had to run downstairs to see what K.O. did to Pamtard, after a couple of minutes of it

    Asheville is great. we do a long weekend there every year or so. always hit the Jack Of The Wood.

  32. 32.

    kommrade jakevich

    October 30, 2008 at 8:12 pm

    @ninerdave: [Insert pearl necklace joke here.]

    Fortunately there are no pictures of me as a pregnant nun. I hope.

  33. 33.

    demkat620

    October 30, 2008 at 8:13 pm

    well, my 10 yo loved the Hot Pockets thing.

  34. 34.

    The Thinking Man's Mel Torme

    October 30, 2008 at 8:14 pm

    During my youth, my parents both worked unpleasant jobs and commuted an hour each way, back when that sort of thing was rare. As such, they were always tired and irritable and had little patience for the typical activities of childhood as desired by yrs. trly. Hence my distaste for Halloween tomfoolery. Given a choice, I’d like to sit in a lawn chair in my driveway with a bottle of gin and a shotgun and give the little savages foolish enough to trespass a real treat.

  35. 35.

    Ash Can

    October 30, 2008 at 8:15 pm

    I was Prometheus for one Halloween in grad school — I draped myself in a toga, smeared red paint across my waist, and carried a butane lighter. A couple of years ago, I went to a neighborhood costume party as Integra Hellsing (yes, I’m female). My Donna Karan pantsuit was smashing, but the blond wig I wore made me look like I had a man-o-war sitting on top of my head. At least I got to smoke cigars. No, I didn’t set the wig on fire with them. And boy did I have fun trying to explain my costume to the other grade-school parents at the party.

    Pictures? Yeah, right.

  36. 36.

    jnfr

    October 30, 2008 at 8:22 pm

    @Comrade Stuck:

    That makes me very happy.

  37. 37.

    ninerdave

    October 30, 2008 at 8:40 pm

    @kommrade jakevich:

    Ewww….

  38. 38.

    Iowa housewife

    October 30, 2008 at 8:47 pm

    I am a California native living in Iowa and,
    you won’t believe it , here for some damn reason the kids go out the night
    before Halloween, calling it beggar’s night. (except for when beggar’s night
    falls on a Weds they actually celebrate on the real day, since all kids go
    to religious education on Weds.)It is only 6-8pm. And kids are to tell a
    joke to earn their candy. When it is a large group, it is horrible , I mean
    c’mon we only have two hours to score. The natives claim it has to due with
    trying to cut down on hooliganism and shenanigans, sheesh!

    What are they doing to our culture?

  39. 39.

    cleek

    October 30, 2008 at 8:50 pm

    I’m looking to post a series of songs leading up to election day. I started with Mosh, by Eminem, but I’m looking for suggestions

    Electioneering – Radiohead

    I will stop, I will stop at nothing.
    Say the right things when electioneering
    I trust I can rely on your vote.

    When I go forwards you go backwards
    and somewhere we will meet.
    When I go forwards you go backwards
    and somewhere we will meet.
    Ha ha ha

    Riot shields, voodoo economics,
    it’s just business, cattle prods and the I.M.F.
    I trust I can rely on your vote.

    When I go forwards you go backwards
    and somewhere we will meet.
    When I go forwards you go backwards
    and somewhere we will meet.

    also, Stereolab – Ping Pong

    McCain’s daughter likes it

  40. 40.

    Conservatively Liberal

    October 30, 2008 at 8:58 pm

    No pics on hand (Mom has them all) but my most embarrassing was one I was never embarrassed about because I was too young. My Mom and older sister dressed me up as a girl when I was three years old, and then took me trick or treating.

    I am glad that I don’t remember a thing…lol!

    My best was dressing up in shredded jeans and t-shirt, covered with what looked like dried blood (and a few words written on the t-shirt in same), my face painted like a stained glass window and long hippy hair in a mess and a Stihl 045AV chainsaw (chain removed, of course) as my weapon of choice. I looked like Mel Gibson in Braveheart, but on steroids.

    When my (future) wife and I arrived at the party, it was going full blast and nobody could hear us knocking at the door. We knocked harder and the door opened part way (it wasn’t latched all of the way), so I fired up the chainsaw and walked through the living room and into the kitchen. Needless to say, the crowd parted like the Red Sea and let me through. My best friend had absolutely no idea who I was (my wife to be was still in the living room talking to friends). I changed my voice and challenged him to ID me and he couldn’t do it. We had known each other for over twenty years at the time and he just about shit his pants when I finally told him.

    During the party, I would jokingly go after people with the chain saw but this one chick wasn’t scared, saying that she knew the chain was off of it. A short time later I spied her talking to two other chicks at the party, her back to me. I snuck up behind her, signaled to the two other girls to play along and I placed the bar of the chainsaw between her legs and fired it up, going to full revs over and over.

    She almost fell over trying to get away, and she screamed so loud that people outside came running in to see what had happened. Everyone was laughing their asses off, it was so f’ing hilarious to see her reaction. She gave me a wide berth for the rest of the party.

  41. 41.

    Notorious P.A.T.

    October 30, 2008 at 9:03 pm

    Then, Wallace blurted out the comparison of Obama’s plan to the waitress/bum. I almost wound up in the ditch when she said it

    I almost did, too. That was a stupid comparison. But she’s working for a stupid campaign.

  42. 42.

    Laura W

    October 30, 2008 at 9:04 pm

    I’m looking to post a series of songs leading up to election day. I started with Mosh, by Eminem, but I’m looking for suggestions

    Turn it up – Simply Red

    Turn it up, turn it so loud
    It don’t ever stop
    No no no no
    Turn it up, makes me so proud
    I believe in this feeling

    Well you’ve lost all the things
    That sharing could bring
    Thought you were doing right
    But violence and flames
    And torches and chains
    Are fueling
    These new northern lights
    Like prisoners working
    On infertile land
    Took eight years
    To find out the score
    If you’re sick then you’re lonely
    Out of work then you’re hungry
    The sentence is four years more

    Turn it up, turn it so loud…

    Who says poverty and race
    Can be kept in their place
    By keeping it
    All underground
    And ruling the country
    Are unfaithful husbands
    Who spank little boys
    Gagged and bound
    There’s got to be a better way
    For you and for me
    To turn this hypocrisy round
    The growth of a nation
    Cannot be achieved
    By keeping
    The downtrodden down

    Turn it up, turn it so loud
    It don’t ever stop
    No no no no
    Turn it up, makes me so proud
    I believe in this feeling
    Turn it up, turn it up
    Right up, right up

  43. 43.

    cleek

    October 30, 2008 at 9:07 pm

    I’m looking to post a series of songs leading up to election day. I started with Mosh, by Eminem, but I’m looking for suggestions

    Pink Floyd, In The Flesh

    So ya thought ya might like to go to the show.
    To feel the warm thrill of confusion, that space cadet glow.
    I got me some bad news for you, Sunshine.
    Pink isn’t well, he stayed back at the hotel,
    And he sent us along as a surrogate band.
    We’re gonna find out where you fans really stand.
    Are there any queers in the theatre tonight?
    Get ’em up against the wall. — ‘Gainst the wall!
    And that one in the spotlight, he don’t look right to me.
    Get him up against the wall. — ‘Gainst the wall!
    And that one looks Jewish, and that one’s a coon.
    Who let all this riffraff into the room?
    There’s one smoking a joint, and another with spots!
    If I had my way I’d have all of ya shot.

  44. 44.

    Notorious P.A.T.

    October 30, 2008 at 9:10 pm

    Pink Floyd, In The Flesh

    Haha, that’s a great Republican song. That is, when I hear it I think of some jerkoff like Newt Gingrich, getting up in front of a crowd and finally paying back all the people who were mean to him as a kid.

  45. 45.

    Iowa housewife

    October 30, 2008 at 9:17 pm

    @Laura W: I forgot about Simply Red, what was their big hit way back when? Something about holding back the tears, counting all the years, or some such….such as..

  46. 46.

    Wini

    October 30, 2008 at 9:21 pm

    @Far Left American Hater Incertus: Steve Earle: The Revolution Starts Now

  47. 47.

    Wini

    October 30, 2008 at 9:22 pm

    @Far Left American Hater Incertus: I also like John Mellencamp’s "Justice and Independence"

  48. 48.

    Comrade Mary, Would-Be Minion Of Bad Horse

    October 30, 2008 at 9:26 pm

    Billy Bragg, Between the Wars. This might be wee bit too lefty for you, John, but it’s still brilliant. And hey, this was a chart hit in Britain in 1985.

    I was a miner
    I was a docker
    I was a railway man
    Between the wars
    I raised a family
    In times of austerity
    With sweat at the foundry
    Between the wars.

    I paid the union and as times got harder
    I looked to the government to help the working man
    And they brought prosperity down at the armoury
    We’re arming for peace, me boys
    Between the wars.

    I kept the faith and I kept voting
    Not for the iron fist but for the helping hand
    For theirs is a land with a wall around it
    And mine is a faith in my fellow man
    Theirs is a land of hope and glory
    Mine is the green field and the factory floor
    Theirs are the skies all dark with bombers
    And mine is the peace we knew
    Between the wars.

    Call up the craftsmen
    Bring me the draftsmen
    Build me a path from cradle to grave
    And I’ll give my consent
    To any government
    That does not deny a man a living wage.

    Go find the young men never to fight again
    Bring up the banners from the days gone by
    Sweet moderation
    Heart of this nation
    Desert us not, we are
    Between the wars.

  49. 49.

    John Cole

    October 30, 2008 at 9:36 pm

    Just wondering if you all knew that I saw several Floyd concerts, was once a DJ, and have over 58 Dead shows under my belt. There may be more, but I do not remember if I went in or not. I know I was there, though.

  50. 50.

    Comrade Stuck

    October 30, 2008 at 9:41 pm

    Just wondering if you all knew that I saw several Floyd concerts, was once a DJ, and have over 58 Dead shows under my belt.

    A Dead-Head Republican. I’ve heard it all now. The most I ever saw for one group was 3 for Fleetwood Mac. And I saw The Who once 30 years ago, and I can still hear them they were so loud.

  51. 51.

    Comrade Mary, Would-Be Minion Of Bad Horse

    October 30, 2008 at 9:43 pm

    You see? There was a DFH inside John, fighting to get out, for years and years.

  52. 52.

    Comrade Darkness

    October 30, 2008 at 9:51 pm

    have over 58 Dead shows under my belt

    Yeah, but you can count them. That says something in and of itself. Did you actually remain dry and clean at these things? I bow to you.

  53. 53.

    Just Some Fuckhead

    October 30, 2008 at 9:52 pm

    Stealers Wheel, Star

    So they made you a star, now your head’s in a cloud
    Now you’re walking down the street with your feet off the ground
    They read in the press all about your success
    They believe every word they’ve been told
    After all you’ve been through tell me what will you do
    When you find yourself out in the cold? (ah tell me, ah tell me)

    When you appear on the stage there’s a standing ovation
    You really live out your performance, you’re the biggest sensation
    You breeze through the door and when you take a floor
    You expect to have it all to yourself
    After all you’ve been through tell me what will you do
    When you find yourself back on the shelf? (ah tell me, ah tell me)

    You breeze through the door and when you take a floor
    You expect to have it all to yourself
    After all you’ve been through tell me what will you do
    When you find yourself back on the shelf? (ah tell me, ah tell me)

  54. 54.

    John Cole

    October 30, 2008 at 10:03 pm

    You see? There was a DFH inside John, fighting to get out, for years and years.

    The hidden plan of this website was to scope out all the cool hippie chicks like comrade mary, and make it easier for me to find a companion for life. After several years as an asshole Republican, I figure my reformation will open me up to all sorts of 35-45 year old women who would love me for who I am.

    Or maybe I am just drunk.

    But hippie chicks are still the best.

  55. 55.

    ImJohnGalt

    October 30, 2008 at 10:30 pm

    A Dead-Head Republican. I’ve heard it all now

    Isn’t Mann Coulter a dead-head?

    We’re having a little election night party here in Toronto (overseas voters [heh] here) on the 4th.

    By the way, I’d just like to give a shout-out to John for introducing me to Ta-Nehisi Coates. His site is very entertaining.

    Anyone else going to Washington for the inauguration? Balloon-Juice meetup?

  56. 56.

    Xecklothxayyquou Gilchrist

    October 30, 2008 at 10:41 pm

    @Comrade Stuck: A Dead-Head Republican. I’ve heard it all now.

    That is odd, but I’ve met them before.

    John’s got me beat – I only made it to about two dozen shows.

  57. 57.

    Genine

    October 30, 2008 at 10:42 pm

    But hippie chicks are still the best.

    I agree, but it has nothing to do with the fact that I’m a hippie. It’s a completely objective observation.

    You should come to some festivals sometime, its fun.

  58. 58.

    Xecklothxayyquou Gilchrist

    October 30, 2008 at 10:48 pm

    @Genine: It’s a completely objective observation.

    Damn straight. I spent my college years surrounded by hippie chicks and they do totally rule.

    There aren’t many of them around where I live now, more’s the pity.

  59. 59.

    MeDrewNotYou

    October 30, 2008 at 10:52 pm

    @ Incertus

    You have to play Funky President by James Brown. I mean, its in the title!

    People, people
    We got to get over
    Before we go under
    People, people
    We got to get over
    Before we go under

    Hey, country
    Didn’t say what you meant
    Just changed
    Brand new funky President

    Stock market going up
    Jobs going down
    And ain’t no funking
    Jobs to be found

    Taxes keep going up
    I changed from a glass
    Now I drink out of a paper cup
    It’s getting bad

    People, people
    We got to get over
    Before we go under

    Listen to me
    Let’s get together and raise
    Let’s get together
    And get some land

    Raise our food like the man
    Save our money like the Mob
    Put up a fight down on the job

    Tell em, Godfather

    Turn up your funk motor
    Get down and praise the Lord
    Get sexy, sexy
    Get funky and dance

    Love me, baby, love me nice
    Don’t make it once
    Can you make it twice
    I like it

    People, people
    We got to get over
    Before we go under
    People, people
    Well, well, well
    Before we go under

    Turn on your funk motor
    I know it’s tough
    Turn on your funk motor
    Until you get enough

    Hey, give yourself a
    Chance to come through
    Tell yourself, I can
    Do what you can do

    Hey, listen to the man
    I’m the Godfather
    Payback, cold-blooded

    People, people
    People, people
    Hey, people, people
    Don’t you see what’s going on

    People, people
    We got to get together
    Get on the good foot
    Change it, yeah

    Got to get together
    And get some land
    Raise our food just like the man
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

    I got to say it again
    We got to get together
    And buy some land
    Raise our food just like the man
    Save our money, do like the Mob
    Put up your fight right on the job

    We gotta get over
    Before we go under
    Time’s getting short, Lord

    Country, do you know
    Just what I meant
    We just changed, we got
    A brand new funky President

    I need to be the Mayor
    So I could change
    Some things around here
    I need to be the Governer
    I need to be the Governer

  60. 60.

    boonagain

    October 30, 2008 at 10:54 pm

    @ImJohnGalt:

    I’ll be there from the 17th to the 21st.

  61. 61.

    Comrade Stuck

    October 30, 2008 at 11:03 pm

    But hippie chicks are still the best.

    Absolutely goddamn right!

  62. 62.

    Comrade Mary, Would-Be Minion Of Bad Horse

    October 30, 2008 at 11:19 pm

    Aww. He is so goshdarn sweet when he’s squiffy.

    Here’s a hippie chick for you, John. Are you still sure you want to vote for Barack?

  63. 63.

    rachel

    October 31, 2008 at 12:39 am

    There’s always Leonard Cohen

    Democracy

    It’s coming through a hole in the air,
    from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
    It’s coming from the feel
    that this ain’t exactly real,
    or it’s real, but it ain’t exactly there.
    From the wars against disorder,
    from the sirens night and day,
    from the fires of the homeless,
    from the ashes of the gay:
    Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
    It’s coming through a crack in the wall;
    on a visionary flood of alcohol;
    from the staggering account
    of the Sermon on the Mount
    which I don’t pretend to understand at all.
    It’s coming from the silence
    on the dock of the bay,
    from the brave, the bold, the battered
    heart of Chevrolet:
    Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

    It’s coming from the sorrow in the street,
    the holy places where the races meet;
    from the homicidal bitchin’
    that goes down in every kitchen
    to determine who will serve and who will eat.
    From the wells of disappointment
    where the women kneel to pray
    for the grace of God in the desert here
    and the desert far away:
    Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

    Sail on, sail on
    O mighty Ship of State!
    To the Shores of Need
    Past the Reefs of Greed
    Through the Squalls of Hate
    Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.

    It’s coming to America first,
    the cradle of the best and of the worst.
    It’s here they got the range
    and the machinery for change
    and it’s here they got the spiritual thirst.
    It’s here the family’s broken
    and it’s here the lonely say
    that the heart has got to open
    in a fundamental way:
    Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

    It’s coming from the women and the men.
    O baby, we’ll be making love again.
    We’ll be going down so deep
    the river’s going to weep,
    and the mountain’s going to shout Amen!
    It’s coming like the tidal flood
    beneath the lunar sway,
    imperial, mysterious,
    in amorous array:
    Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

    Sail on, sail on …

    I’m sentimental, if you know what I mean
    I love the country but I can’t stand the scene.
    And I’m neither left or right
    I’m just staying home tonight,
    getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
    But I’m stubborn as those garbage bags
    that Time cannot decay,
    I’m junk but I’m still holding up
    this little wild bouquet:
    Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.

  64. 64.

    Limniade

    October 31, 2008 at 12:40 am

    The only Halloween costume I have a picture of is a dominatrix outfit. I don’t think that really qualifies as "funny". These days I look forward to the day AFTER Halloween more than the day of, because the candy is 75% off.

  65. 65.

    Politically Lost

    October 31, 2008 at 2:07 am

    I think the season demands a word from Rollins band:

    Liar

    You think you’re gonna to live your life alone
    In darkness
    And seclusion
    Yeah i know
    You’ve been out there
    Tried to mix with those animals
    And it just left you full of humiliated confusion
    So you stagger back home
    And wait for nothing
    But the solitary refinement of your room spits you back out onto
    The street
    And now you’re desperate
    And in need of human contact
    And then
    You meet me
    And you whole world changes
    Because everything i say is everything you’ve ever wanted to
    Hear
    So you drop all your defenses and you drop all your fears
    And you trust me completely
    I’m perfect
    In every way
    Cause i make you feel so strong and so powerful inside
    You feel so lucky
    But your ego obscures reality
    And you never bother to wonder why
    Things are going so well
    You wanna know why?
    Cause i’m a liar
    Yeah i’m a liar
    I’ll tear your mind out
    I’ll burn your soul
    I’ll turn you into me
    I’ll turn you into me
    Cause i’m a liar, a liar
    A liar, a liar

    I’ll hide behind a smile
    And understanding eyes
    And i’ll tell you things that you already know
    So you can say
    I really identify with you, so much
    And all the time that you’re needing me
    Is just the time that i’m bleeding you
    Don’t you get it yet?
    I’ll come to you like an affliction
    And i’ll leave you like an addiction
    You’ll never forget me
    You wanna know why?
    Cause i’m a liar
    Yeah i’m a liar
    I’ll rip your mind out
    I’ll burn your soul
    I’ll turn you into me
    I’ll turn you into me
    Cause i’m a liar, a liar
    Liar, liar, liar, liar

    I don’t know why i feel the need to lie
    And cause you so much pain
    Maybe it’s something inside
    Maybe it’s something i can’t explain
    Cause all i do
    Is mess you up and lie to you
    I’m a liar
    Oh, i am a liar

    If you’ll give me one more chance
    I swear that i will never lie to you again
    Because now i see the destructive power of a lie
    They’re stronger than truth
    I can’t believe i ever hurt you
    I swear
    I will never to you lie again, please
    Just give me one more chance
    I will never lie to you again
    I swear
    That i will never tell a lie
    I will never tell a lie
    No, no
    Ha ha ha ha ha hah haa haa haa haaa
    Sucker
    Sucker!
    Oh, sucker
    I am a liar
    Yeah, i am a liar
    Yeah i like it
    I feel good
    Ohh i am a liar
    Yeah
    I lie
    I lie
    I lie
    Oh, i lie
    Oh i lie
    I lie
    Yeah
    Ohhh i’m a liar
    I lie
    Yeah
    I like it
    I feel good
    I’ll lie again
    And again
    I’ll lie again and again
    And i’ll keep lying
    I promise

  66. 66.

    Blue Raven

    October 31, 2008 at 2:40 am

    I think the only possible extant picture of me in a Halloween costume would exist in the keepsakes of a Japanese exchange student I was friends with my senior year of high school. In classic politically unaware style, I was dressed as a gypsy.

    The fact I just trussed up my SL avatar in skin, hair, eyes and clothing that turn her into a walking tribute to candy corn just means I’m a geek with time on her hands. It’d be humiliating if it were real. Inworld, it’s kinda cool in that "I would only do this here" way. Besides, my av is a stone hottie. I’ve expanded a fair bit since I graduated high school.

  67. 67.

    Phoenician in a time of Romans

    October 31, 2008 at 2:53 am

    Go for the classics:

    Some folks are born to wave the flag,
    Ooh, they’re red, white and blue.
    And when the band plays hail to the chief,
    Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord,

    It aint me, it aint me, I aint no senators son, son.
    It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no,

    Yeah!
    Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
    Lord, dont they help themselves, oh.
    But when the taxman comes to the door,
    Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,

    It aint me, it aint me, I aint no millionaires son, no.
    It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no.

    Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
    Ooh, they send you down to war, lord,
    And when you ask them, how much should we give?
    Ooh, they only answer more! more! more! yoh,

    It aint me, it aint me, I aint no military son, son.
    It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, one.

    It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate one, no no no,
    It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate son, no no no,

  68. 68.

    Krista

    October 31, 2008 at 8:06 am

    The hidden plan of this website was to scope out all the cool hippie chicks like comrade mary, and make it easier for me to find a companion for life. After several years as an asshole Republican, I figure my reformation will open me up to all sorts of 35-45 year old women who would love me for who I am.
    Or maybe I am just drunk.
    But hippie chicks are still the best.

    John, this site is full of women who love you for who you are. Bask in it, my friend.

  69. 69.

    rickles

    October 31, 2008 at 9:14 am

    A few years ago I went as a priest (collar and everything) and my partner went as a little boy. Not exactly pc, but it was great!

  70. 70.

    b. hussein canuckistani (comrade)

    October 31, 2008 at 9:59 am

    I went to a Flintstones theme party as Betty Rubble many years ago. The fact that I am a straight male with more facial hair than necessary just added to the sensation.

    But it was super embarrassing when some woman showed up wearing the same dress as me.

    And I would just like to say that I love Halloween. Kids today don’t get enough anarchy in their diet, and dressing up as serial killers and extorting candy from grownups helps redress that balance.

  71. 71.

    greynoldsct00

    October 31, 2008 at 10:20 am

    John, this site is full of women who love you for who you are. Bask in it, my friend.

    What Krista said; we adore you John, happy, grumpy, tipsy or in-between. And any one who loves animals like you and posts our pets? It’s all good. Don’t ever change.

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