11. 4. 08. B-Day.
Supply your own Beyoncé pun. I'll help you start: it's time to ring the alarm. All the signs point to Obama/Biden in 2008. G.O.P., executive branch, Supreme Court, lemme lemme lemme upgrade U. Barack's got the only plan to help the middle class and the working poor pay our bills, bills, bills. He's a survivor; McCain is just a bug-a-boo, and don't even get me started on the nasty girl and her "Hussein" rallies.
The writing's on the wall. Barack Obama is destiny's child. (But he still needs you to GO VOTE.)
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posted by NicksFlickPicks at 12:40 PM
6 Comments:
Looks like he got the Green Light, Nick.
Congrats to him! :-)
Well played, Cal!
Euphoria all around these parts. I was part of the big Grant Park victory rally in Chicago that anyone watching the news would have seen. Three short blocks from my house. Thrilling.
I'm so wrecked today that I nearly fell asleep in my last lecture (I only went to bed at 6am my time, after 7 straight hours glued to CNN) but boy am I glad I stayed up last night. I'm so proud of the human race right about now.
And Nick, I can't even imagine what it was like in Chicago last night.
This was the most surreal thing you've ever done, Nick. And I've read your review of Gus Van Sant's Psycho, like, five times.
This has nothing to do with Obama, but I'm curious: why the low grade for Slumdog Millionare? I haven't seen it or anything, but it's been getting pretty decent write-ups. Nathaniel even has it tipped for a BP nom. Any chance of a review?
@KC: Well, all the obvious ways to say this had already been taken, right?
@Catherine: I'm so glad you were so chuffed by Obama's victory, too. Sliding way down the register of my moods, I will have to say something about Slumdog in the face of all these reviews I just don't understand, so stay tuned. My shorthand version is that it's sort of Forrest Gump with less endorsement of stupidity but with a lot more torture and sadism, and an equal investment in mindlessly celebrating the knowledge you stumble into just by knocking around for a while. And the overarching conceit just doesn't work at all... but I'm getting ahead of myself!
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