It's my calling

I've found my calling. Now I just need some one to pick up the phone.

I don't know about you, but when I see certain spokespersons from the right on TV I find myself shouting at the set.

I was so angered by the current astro-turf provocateurs that in my fuming found my calling. I need to be hired to travel with the road tour pushing pro-health care and other Obama agenda items. (To keep it simple: all Obama, Democratic and ultimately progressive items will be called Obama, even if he may not want to take ownership. ) My job? Why, to get in the faces of and shout down these wrongful paid agents of the right.

Why not? I need the money. I could use the travel. I have long since had it up to here with letting these people have any credence in our culture. Keith Olberman and Rachel Maddow and Air America can't do it on their own. We need progressives, liberals, lefties and so forth who are or can act at least as crazy and Anne Coulter, Bill O'Reilly (well Keith handles that, I guess), Pat Buchannan and that strange woman whom nominee McCain assured that Obama wasn't Muslim or that fellow who told Denny Hoyer he was lying to him.

After all, when I hear most of the Republican Congressional Leadership speak I shout Liar! Liar! That's a lie! Lie! Ass hole! Liar! at the TV.

Hey out there! I'm here! I need the money. Give it a try. Be a change to actually be as angry at the right wing nuts who want to destroy America in their obsessive quest, in their limited, bigoted, delusional fantasy of what America is and what it means to be American.