October 01, 2004
I dealt with a lot of hot-shot, wiz-bang ambitious people in my 24 years in a chemical plant. Some of them were all filled with piss and vinegar and had the unmitigated gall to take ME on to make their star shine brighter.
Hell, I did the same thing when I was a young pup and I learned how to handle that problem from the old gray-beards who taught me some very valuable lessons. You bitch-slap the piss out of that pup and send him yelping to his mama with his tail between his legs. Those guys did it to ME, and I did it to many others in return, once I finally got a few hashmarks on my arm and all my shit in one sock. But I never forgot those lessons.
That's called "experience" and you can't buy that with Heinz Ketchup money. You've got to live it and earn it. I never saw ANY young whippersnapper that I couldn't shade if he pissed me off. I knew the game better than he did.
Go read this post. THAT'S what I'm talking about.
Bush has experience. Kerry doesn't. We're at war.
I rest my case.
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