As every person without mental problems knows, democrats hate black people (or niggers as they like to call them):

Democrats hate the military, they hate freedom [social and economic], and they hate property rights. In other words, they love communism. This is why the communist party of the USA just tells their members to vote for Kerry instead of their own candidates. Just like John Kerry:
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the democrats need to hide their disgusting french anti american values from the public, so they project their own problems onto republicans who, btw, have plenty of their own problems, usually having to do with large scale theft, and having sex with gay people (they like it too much). When you've got the vast left wing media conspiracy letting you get away with lies for the purposes of entertainment, that kind of thing can happen all the time. It also comes from the propensity of humans to gather in crowds and listen to the leader without immediately killing him when he starts lying. This is why democrats are for gun control. They don't want their speechifying leader-racists getting shot for supporting racism and communism. Anyway the reason I'm stabbing the democra-commie filth today is that I was outraged and entertained by this:

Slain Army Ranger called 'dumb jock'
Anti-war activists say Tillman 'brainwashed into serving as a grunt'

Of course, the democratic filth behind this had to take it down when the heat got to be too much after a couple of days. I tried to stab them on their own web site, but I got censored somehow. I think the linux based "independent media" automatically doesn't let you post when you start talking about "stabbing commies". I expect that kind of thing. Censorship is something the lefto-democra-commie-rats love.

Here is an excellent article pointing out the difference between people and filth.

Some political scientists add another factor: simple political self-interest. According to the influential economic analysis known as "game theory," logic may compel the parties to aim for the narrowest possible victory margin.

"In a democracy, to win you need a majority," UCLA's Noel said. "But you don't want a lot more than 50-percent-plus-one, because if your majority gets bigger, you have to share the spoils with more supporters. That's no good. So the natural process is to produce division."

Me, I like to produce division by stabbing. I want to divide them democrats so much they stop existing.
Another article about the difference between human beings and unstabbed communists:

When a recent poll by the Pew Research Center for the People and the Press concluded that the American electorate is "further apart than ever in its political values," one of its emblems could be Stein, who says that it would take "a frontal lobotomy" for him to vote for Sen. John F. Kerry, that "I would need to have my brain cleansed of all reason and thought."

When Catholic University political professor John Kenneth White says that Kerry and Bush are navigating for votes in "parallel universes," the universe of Stein is the one in which the president is Republican, the U.S. senators are Republicans, the congressman is Republican, the county commissioner is Republican, the Inspector of Hides and Animals is Republican, the neighbors are Republicans, the friends are Republicans, and the mayor is a Republican named David Wallace, who says of Sugar Land: "When you drive around here, you get the sense that you're in Utopia."
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Stein's lunch is a brisket-and-sausage barbecue sandwich[just try finding one in commiechussetts] in a restaurant where he wonders what people categorized by pollsters as Blue Americans would think about him. "I would guess they would say I am mean-hearted and mean-spirited. They'd probably think I'm for big business at the expense of poor people. They'd think we want to hurt the poor, hurt the environment, do away with the school system. They'd think that we believe everybody should be able to own Uzis or any kind of gun, and that we want to impose God on them," he says, and then says what he thinks of them:

"Some of what they're saying may be found on good intentions, but a closer look will show it's really not going to work. Their solutions come from government rather than from themselves. . . . Every year they take more and more and more money. And when you see some of these programs, and you're paying thousands of dollars into them, at some point resentment begins to build."

I don't think the word "resentment" quite does justice to my own feelings. How many 100's of millions of people do communists need to murder before they can be slightly chastised? BY STABBING.
Here is an excellent article on "honest reporting", the only kind of stabbing that Bad Commie does.

Check out this and this. very entertaining.

Excellent article on commie statistics:

Josef Stalin once said, "A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic". Unfortunately, that seems to be the prevailing perception of the American general public, fueled by the heart-wrenching media coverage of every American military death and impatient for an end to the violence in Iraq.

The anti-Bush outrage against the war grows day after day, and the tragic, yet relatively small body count of American servicemen and women draws unsubstantiated and foolish comparisons to a Vietnam quagmire from left-wing pundits, politicians, and professors. One never hears from these liberal voices, however, of the untold number of Iraqis who died under the oppressive boot of Saddam Hussein. In fact, it seems that President Bush has to remind reporters in every press conference that Saddam was a brutal, murderous dictator who denied his own people their basic, inalienable rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
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A single death will always be a tragedy, and we will grieve for every American life lost in the service of this country. But a million deaths is much more than a statistic, it is an indictment of the human race. And it is a poor reflection of those in this world who claim to be good men.

Every sentence should begin with "Stalin once said".

And finally, a post about Bad Commie Crackheads:

Hey Crackhead

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Reply to: anon-27499971@craigslist.org
Date: Sat Mar 27 15:36:01 2004



Yes, you. You sick fucker. On Wednesday morning I emerged from my girlfriend's building by U.N. Plaza to find that you had sawed the tops off both the sparkplugs on my motorcycle. At the time, I had no idea why anyone would do that. Other than the sparkplugs, the bike was untouched. Some kind of bizarre vandalism? A fraternity prank gone awry? I had no idea. All I knew is that I looked like a huge douchebag riding the Muni to work in a padded motorcycle jacket and helmet.

Because the bike was immobilized I got a $35 street sweeping ticket that night. Thursday I had it towed to the shop ($45) where they replaced the sparkplugs and the boots ($50 including labor). They explained to me that "people" - I use the term loosely here - like you break off the tops of spark plugs and use the porcelain tubes to smoke crack. As an engineer and former MacGyver fan, in a way I think this is kind of cool. But then I remember that I just paid $100 for YOUR crackpipes, and I get angry again.

Crackhead, it was really good to have my bike back though. I rode home from the shop with a couple of spare sparkplugs and a smile on my face. I figured the next time I parked at my girlfriend's place overnight I would have to buy some crackpipes and tape them to my bike as a peace offering. Overall, I wasn't that upset. Despite having to ride the bus for three days and dropping a hundred bones at the shop, I had gained some fascinating knowledge, a new set of sparkplugs, and a pretty funny anecdote about how fucked up you are, and how our paths once crossed briefly in the night.

But you couldn't just let sleeping dogs lie, could you Crackhead. You couldn't just stay in on Friday, watch Letterman through the window of a home electronics store and then call it a night. You couldn't rest on your laurels. Two porcelain sparkplug crackpipes just wasn't enough for you, was it Crackhead? You just had to come back for more.

This morning, a scant fifteen hours after I rode it out of the shop, I found my motorcycle violated once again. This time you only took the right one - maybe you were having an off night. At least this time I had a spare sparkplug and the tools to fix it - or so I thought - having ordered a 73-piece toolset from SEARS.com last week. But no, the sparkplug socket in my new toolset was for American sparkplugs. So I had to go down to the neighborhood Ace hardware. They had an 18mm socket that would fit over my sparkplug, but it was for a 1/2" drive ratchet. My toolkit only has 1/4" and 3/8" ratchets. So I had to buy a 1/2" ratchet along with the socket. Even though the clerk took pity on me and gave me the senior citizen discount (I'm 25) it still cost me $22 all told. Now, you might say that I should have just gotten a 3/8"-to-1/2" drive adaptor instead of springing for the whole ratchet. And to that I say "Shut the hell up, Crackhead, I'm not finished. And besides, I was eventually going to buy a 1/2" ratchet anyway so it's probably not worth it to take it back now."

OK, now I'm rambling. But the point is, Crackhead, that you have done me wrong. Now, I get that you love crack. That is totally understandable. I've heard it is really fun, at first, and quite addictive. What I don't understand is,

YOU ARE A CRACKHEAD. WHY DON'T YOU OWN A CRACKPIPE?

I am an engineer. Do you ever see me shaking down bums in the Loin for a calculator and sliderule? No, you don't. Because engineering is the main thing I do, I went and bought myself a calculator. The main thing you do is crack. How do you get by without a crackpipe? The other crackheads must clown on you non-stop. I mean, the fucking saw you used to saw off my sparkplugs is probably worth five or ten bucks. Why not sell or trade it for a crackpipe? You really haven't put much thought into this, have you?

Please, Crackhead, please don't tell me you sold your crackpipe to buy crack. Even a stupid crackhead such as yourself couldn't possibly be that stupid.

I've decided that taping crackpipes to my motorcycle would be tantamount to appeasement. You have crossed a line, Crackhead - specifically California Street. You have come onto my own street and you have desecrated that which I hold dear. You have stolen from me, and you have caused me to spend the last half hour writing this post instead of engineering shit, and it is concievable, if not likely, that my boss could find out about this and fire me. I am hella pissed at you dude.

Here are my options as I see them:

1. Write a note saying that I have coated both of my sparkplugs in rat poison and tape it to my bike at night. You can thank Tim for that one, it was his idea.

2. Don't write a note, but just coat both sparkplugs in rat poison. This is probably closer to a punishment that would fit your despicable crime. I'm sure this is super illegal and shit, but it's not like anyone is going to miss you, Crackhead. Don't fool yourself.

3. Wait in an alley near my bike armed with my new stainless steel mirror-finish Ace Professional brand 1/2" drive socket wrench, my 18mm sparkplug socket, and my searing rage. It's pretty heavy and well balanced. I am not a large man, but I am angry.

In conclusion, Crackhead, why don't you just do both of us a favor and buy yourself a crackpipe? It will both enhance your crack smoking experience and save me a lot of time and felony assault charges. Think about it.

Sincerely,
Matt

*** If you are not the Crackhead that took my sparkplugs, please disregard this posting ***

-posted by Bad Commie @ 7:58 PM