Jewish Odysseus: IT'S OFFICIAL: MASSACHUSETTS FEMINISTS HATE OBAMA BECAUSE HE'S AN "UPPITY NEGRO."

Thursday, March 6, 2008

IT'S OFFICIAL: MASSACHUSETTS FEMINISTS HATE OBAMA BECAUSE HE'S AN "UPPITY NEGRO."

"Three Hillary volunteers, older women from Boston...said that they used to like Obama, but now they can't stand him because they think he has been cocky and disrespectful to Hillary."--Maureen Dowd, 3/6/08

2 comments:

Nancy Coppock said...: Let the rabid mole do her work...hee, hee, hee.
Must admit I'm surprised Hillary did take Texas...I must have miscalculated the number of Johnson era dead votes. Let's see the square root of country cemeteries is X with the number of civil war dead at y and then multiply that by the number of....y'see how hard it is!; March 7, 2008 at 3:58:00 AM PST
Jewish Odysseus said...: Well, I hear plenty of dead people vote in PA, too!

Come on, Barry-O, buckle down and start WHINING! That always gets the MSM on your side, when you're a Dhim.; March 8, 2008 at 8:46:00 AM PST

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The Odyssey by Homer, Chapter 21:

For long Odysseus stood with the bow in his hands, handling it as a minstrel handles a lyre when he stretches a cord or tightens a peg. Then he bent the great bow; he bent it without an effort, and at his touch the bow-string made a sound that was like the cry of a swallow. The wooers seeing him bend that mighty bow felt, every man of them, a sharp pain at the heart. They saw Odysseus take up an arrow and fit it to the string. He held the notch, and he drew the string, and he shot the bronze-weighted arrow straight through the holes in the back of the axe-heads. Then as Eumæus took up the axes, and brought them outside, he said, ‘Thou seest, lord Telemachus, that thy guest does not shame thee through foolish boasting. I have bent the bow of Odysseus, and I have shot the arrow aright. But now it is time to provide the feast for the lords who woo thy lady mother. While it is yet light, the feast must be served to them, and with the feast they must have music and the dance.’ Saying this he nodded to Telemachus, bending his terrible brows. Telemachus instantly girt his sword upon him and took his spear in his hand. Outside was heard the thunder of Zeus. And now Odysseus had stripped his rags from him and was standing upright, looking a master of men. The mighty bow was in his hands, and at his feet were scattered many bronze-weighted arrows.