Whoa it's only been an hour and I'm already typing a new post! What am I, a New York Times correspondent or something? No, cuz then I'd have ink all over me! Badump-ching. (That's the kind of printing press humour I'm gonna publish here.)
Speaking of British-spelled words, I just realized that my great grandpa had a British accent, which completely changes my image of him. Why should I care, seeing as how I'm an anti-nationalist (whoa! a peak into my agenda)? Because I'm not an anti-culturalist. I like different people. As long as they don't smell (I'm looking at you Syria. Maybe you need to get off the Axis of Evil and join the AXEs of evil, as in the body spray deoderant. Now in new dynamo flavors and in stock at your local Walgreens/CVS/trading post).
And as I do love culture, I was very upset at the audience behavior at the Christopher Hitchens v. George Galloway debate I've been watching online. Please people. Stop shouting random things at the debaters. I didn't not pay to watch this event so that I could listen to angry people who are not in the debate yell.
As for the debate itself, I have about a half hour left of it to watch while doing intense sit-ups and push-ups (that's for you ladies out there). I don't think any grand conclusions are going to come of it, but I am glad to see two people debate who are not sugar-coating their words with re-election hopes and who actually seem to have some knowledge in there fields. It is an event last recorded in America during the 1980 Reagan v. Insert Funny Name Here debates because I couldn't think of a funny name before I decided to stop typing.
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