Should Obama (the christ of all Rock Stars) really be running or should Fred Ralista?
I am as usual waiting to hear from the legend, Fred Ralista, to check in. There should be an update between he and I on Intel this weekend. William Blake is on special assignment. In the mean time I’m sure at least in one sense, Fred is rather amused, over the women that are swooning and fainting while they listen to Obama speak in sentences filled with multiple-choice possibilities.
The utterly silly superficial subjectively projected rock star persona has become all pervasive in every corner of life, and if you don’t have it you don’t get noticed. It’s a necessary pose to be considered important, and a pose it always is. The word poseur is synonymous with rock star. Which seems to then be synonymous with presidential candidate. The election of the president has become a top 40 song or a People magazine layout.
Bill Clinton tried to push superficialities to be a rock star, but not like Obama. Obama is the christ of all rock stars.
Even with how utterly superficial these women are that are falling for the christ of all rock stars, I wouldn’t blame them if they fell for Fred Ralista. People in the know are sure as the earth is round, that if Fred was running for president, there would be many many more women fainting and this would have started at the first sightings of Fred, not all these months after the campaign started.
Not after the whores in the media kicked in and told you who to faint over.
Ladies, Fred is the real thing and you are missing it. Didn’t your mothers tell you to save your selves?
The utterly silly superficial subjectively projected rock star persona has become all pervasive in every corner of life, and if you don’t have it you don’t get noticed. It’s a necessary pose to be considered important, and a pose it always is. The word poseur is synonymous with rock star. Which seems to then be synonymous with presidential candidate. The election of the president has become a top 40 song or a People magazine layout.
Bill Clinton tried to push superficialities to be a rock star, but not like Obama. Obama is the christ of all rock stars.
Even with how utterly superficial these women are that are falling for the christ of all rock stars, I wouldn’t blame them if they fell for Fred Ralista. People in the know are sure as the earth is round, that if Fred was running for president, there would be many many more women fainting and this would have started at the first sightings of Fred, not all these months after the campaign started.
Not after the whores in the media kicked in and told you who to faint over.
Ladies, Fred is the real thing and you are missing it. Didn’t your mothers tell you to save your selves?
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