What the hell do they want, anyway? Where does it end?

Means are ends.

I don't think it matters whether Hawaii is lying. Somebody has to be the final authority and on the question of who is born in Hawaii, it seems to me that the State of Hawaii is it.

Defense of McCain ballot theft is not so cut and dry. I'm still hearing about how the Republicans stole the elctions in 2000 and 2004. At least for 2000, there was a meaningful dispute. Never mind that it was resovled in favor of the Republicans (not just by the Supreme Court, but by the Newspaper consortium that did a series of recounts and came to the same conclusion), at least it was a dispute. The argument for 2004 seems to simply boil down to if the Republicans won, it must have been by fraud. Period.

But you're right, there will be complaints either way. I mostly blame the media for creating an atmosphere where a few fringe groups can get a public hearing on par with the people who actually know what they're talking about, thus giving their ravings legitamacy.

All this talk about heat and kitchens reminds me of the wise words of Eric Cartman, from the first season of South Park, who once sagely stated: "Get your bitch ass in the kitchen and make me some pie."

Which had me thinking: dessert.

People just need to stop, chill, and eat dessert. We've lost the art of dessert in this country and maybe that's why everyone is so cranky-spanky. People need real dessert, made by hand in a real kitchen, maybe even through the judicious use of heat. Opening up a box of store-bought cookies -- which taste like an over-sugared version of the box they came in -- isn't dessert. Restaurant dessert -- which looks great, is served in a portion big enough to serve 10, but has no flavor because it was made 10 months ago in a central kitchen just off the interstate in Stockton, CA, or Camden, NJ -- that isn't dessert. Dessert requires flour, real sugar, gobs and gobs of high fat content butter, and an oven (and more often than not, a drop or two or real, not imitation, vanilla extract). Topped off with whipped cream that involves cream + whipping.

If America would just relax and have real dessert, whatever crises we allegedly are facing would just not matter so much. So whether your candidate wins or loses, eat some dessert. You won't be so upset about backing a loser; you won't be so smug about choosing the winner.

So if you can't stand the heat, get into the kitchen and make some dessert.

Rhodium, that kind of "kick back and smoke some weed" attitude is the problem. Obama and the Democrats really are dangerous, because they really are trying to stifle American democracy.

What do you think they mean when they boast of making Republicans a "permanent minority?" It means they want to use government power to affect elections. They're going to muzzle conservative media via the Orwellian "Fairness Doctrine" (because only conservative media can be biased in Democratland). They're going to funnel Defense Department scale money -- literally hundreds of billions -- to outfits like ACORN. If Obama's new "Civilian security force" isn't ACORN writ large with a massive budget . . . then maybe it really is his attempt to create a personal army.

Eat dessert when we've won. FIGHT!

No party is a permanent minority, Trimegistus, unless it wants to be. Times have changed. The Reagan coalition doesn't have 270 electoral votes in it anymore. The pendulum swings both ways and, right now, it's swung to the left.

The Republican Party can do one of two things: wait for Obama and the Congressional Dems to fail, or come up with a new game plan. Important choice. And we need to take that choice seriously. We need to give it serious thought.

Over dessert.

Have a nice slice of pie. Or some home-baked cookies. Flan. A cake with homade frosting. Get out the ice cream maker and churn your own.

Think of it as John Galt meets Paula Deen.

I passed a little Christian church today, sporting a different message than yesterday. It read, "God is coming for us. Is today the day?"

That message took some heat out of my personal kitchen, and not in any unpleasant way. It made me realize how, at least to some, this election goes way beyond politics and way beyond religion to a place that can make dreams come true, one day at a time.

If Obama wins, it may not be my dream come true, but that matters much less to me when I see so many others daring to imagine their own possibilities...maybe for the first time.

This is America! We are not, and may we never be, a "one God, one pie, one dream" kind of nation.

None of us is made less by another's triumph or made more by another's defeat.

Share the joy, divide the sorrow and NEVER go to bed without giving a nod to those few patriots whose shoulders we count on every day to "speak" for us when we lose our own voice.