God hates me

And I hate God.

So I'm finally getting some traction on the Ayers ratfuck and what happens? The goddamn Dow drops 500 points before it's time for my afternoon dose of Simvastatin. How the fuck am I going to get the conversation off the dogshit economy and onto The One's terrorist sympathies when the market is in free fall? Oh, and maybe those shitbag smartypants economists can stop using phrases like "global cardiac arrest" and "triage" to describe the worldwide financial meltdown. Can we give the financial system a goddamn baby aspirin and get on with the ratfucking, please? The Maverick's got a campaign to win here, my friends.