This should prove to be an interesting commentary, given that I am one of those right wing-nuts from redneck fly-over country, but frankly I don't give a damn what the coastal elites think about us. In fact the more they make fun of us and stay away the better … keeps property taxes and traffic low. Though originally from Chicago, I am proud to now be an Ohioan … a citizen of a relatively populous state with both industry and agriculture that had enough sense to reject Sore/Loserman and his blatant, phony, contrived pandering and elderly fear mongering. Frankly, most of us here look out at the left coasts (particularly NY) and think “What the hell is the matter with you people … you all got your heads up your a$$es?” I know, I'm a wing-nut, but at least I know how to punch a hole with a little paper poker.

Now Gore and the media would have us believe that he won the election based on interpreting the “intent” of 10,000+ unpunched ballots. Give me a break. Like driving in the snow in Cleveland: If you can't handle it, stay the hell home. Doesn't it bother anyone that issues of critical national and international importance, like the solvency of the Social Security system and the prudent use of our armed service people (whose lives are at risk) are being decided by people who can't understand boxes and arrows? Isn't it worth a 30 second question? The most telling aspect of this whole scenario is Albert Arnold Algore Jr's tactic of scaring the hell out of seniors, such that they choose to remain in the burning barn (don't change Social Security). It may feel safe and warm now, but eventually the younger generation is gonna get burned (and screwed), but hey, they'll be gone and Algore will have already had his time in the White House by the time we realize just how f$#ked up they left us. Spare me the fairness, every vote counts, “protect Social Security” bullshit. When I want someone to condescendingly speak to me like a child, I'll watch Fred Rogers. Why oh why didn't John McCain win the primary. What a depressing holiday … and I didn't even get a Christmas Newsletter this year from the Kehoes. Merry Christmas … I'm going to scoop the dog poop in my yard and beat my head with an iron pipe.

Mensch Freborg is a metalurgist, scientist and occasional contributor to TheSnooze. His commentaries range from factual articles about the History of Germans in Science and the Arts to heated opinionated debates. He also plays the zither.