You underestimate the power of Sully and his mighty blog. Not only will he keep the world safe for Democracy, but also gain the endorsement of Jesus Christ Himself of the most important issue in all of human history, "homosexual marriage".

By the way, I saw Team America recently and I got a hunch that earning Sullivan's trust is similiar to the way of earning Spottswoode's.

Wow, this is just laughable. If Sullivan's scrutiny is what keeps the ship of state on an even keel, why hasn't it worked for this administration? I mean, I can remember the days when Rumsfeld was a golden god in Sully's estimation and the war was a dazzling success. Why hasn't his deadly earnest [suppressing snigger] criticism set things right? In fact, why didn't the Bushies just appoint him to administer the Coalition Provisional Authority?

If Waffles gets elected (please, God, nooooo!!!), I think we'll see some bold pronouncements from Sullivan on how masterfully the war is being handled, how Kerry is a bigger hawk than Bush ever was, and how America's foreign policy is clearly on the right track again...

...That is, until Kerry is forced to come out against full gay-marriage rights because of a decision from some leftist State Supreme Court, at which time Iraq will again become a quagmire, and the Provincetown pendulum will swing once again.

Sullivan is one of many on the left who have a brain but can't use it because their ideology only allows their thoughts to follow certain well-ingrained tracks. I thought he was near a derailment earlier in this campaign (A profoundly earth-shattering experience, as I as a "recovering" liberal can attest), but his fragile ego kept his caboose upright. Even as powerful *snicker* and influential *eye roll* as he is, I'm betting the prospect that he wouldn't be invited to the trendy leftist parties anymore was just too much for him to contemplate. So, he wimped out and endorsed Jean Francois Kerry: The most self-serving, dishonest, and treasonous candidate ever to get any party's nomination for the presidency. The profound pathos and abjectitude of anyone with an IQ of over 100 being able to cast a ballot for that scuzz-bucket is simply incomprehensible (I've come a long way).

"Who the fuck cares what Andrew Sullivan thinks?"

On a more serious electoral note:

Does anyone have a good election night drinking game? My friends and I are in desperate need of one. Networks call a state, take a drink. Networks withdraw a state, take a shot. Rove cackles like a Bond villain, down a fifth. Etc.

I *will* be drunk by 8 PM Tuesday. An election this close demands it.

Yes, ecstasy is a hallucinogen.

WTFCWASS

If u do one more post on Andrew, we're doing an intervention. NOT WORTH THE BANDWIDTH

Ok, I get WTF, but what is CWASS?

'cares what Andrew Sullivan says'

ISAIETM - I'm Seahay and I endorse this message

At a guess, CWASS = "Cares What Andrew Sullivan Says".

Being an observer, supporter, and reader of Sullivan's site, I payed close attention to his positions earlier this year. He seemed to understand the stakes in this election and the importance of a second term for the president. And he knew what a dishonest and principle-free poor candidate Kerry is. But then along came talk of Gay Marriage and everything else was thrown out the window. I have lost all respect for Sullivan. It would be one thing if he was honest enough to say that Gay Marriage trumps all other issues for him, but instead he just begain dubiuosly morphing his positions to *allow* him to support Kerry. I have little doubt that he would vote for Nader if Ralphie was openly supportive of gay marriage. I understand one-issue voting sometimes (I will never support a politician that does not strongly support gun rights), but I am honest about why I support someone. That candy-a-- from Provincetown is not.

EVERYONE HAS AIDS
Everyone has AIDS, AIDS, AIDS AIDS
AIDS, AIDS, AIDS, AIDS, AIDS!
Everyone has AIDS!

(spoken)
And so this is the end of our story
and everyone is dead from AIDS.
It took from me my best friend, my only
true pal, my only bright star.
Well, I'm gonna march on Washington,
lead the fight and charge the brigades.
There's a hero inside of all of us.
I'll make them see everyone has AIDS.

(singing again)
My father..AIDS! My sister...AIDS!
My uncle and my cousin and her best friend AIDS.
Gays, straights, whites and spades,
everyone has AIDS.
My grandma and my old dog Blue.
The Pope has got it and so do you.
Come on everybody we've got quiltin' to do.
Gonna break down these barricades everyone has AIDS,
AIDS, AIDS, AIDS...

Everyone has AIDS...Even Ace of Spades....AIDS AIDS AIDS!!!!!

Ace, I still maintain that your blog (Ace of Spades HQ) is the powerful force that keeps this nation on course. Your writing provides the moral compass, pointing the way towards American Exceptionalism. One can chart a straight line from Thomas Jefferson, to Alexander Hamilton, to Abraham Lincoln, to Theodore Roosevelt to Ronald Reagan to you! Forget Sully (Who the fuck is Sully, anyway?). Forget "Wonkette!!!!!". Forget Kos. Forget even the esteemed Instapundit, National Review, and Weekly Standard. When the full measure of American greatness is assessed by hisorians, their will be one new face on Mount Rushmore: That of Ace of Spades HQ.

Although if I had my way, I would put Johnny Coldcuts up there instead.

Quick question: Now that Sullivan has, uh, come out of the closet as a Kerry supporter, are his old friends on the left now treating him as some sort of a hero--the Prodigal Son come back to his senses, so to speak--or is Silly Sully as pathetic a figure to them as he is to us?

I don't know the answer to that one, Lisa, but I guess if they can believe in David "Trust me, I lied" Brock they can believe in anyone.

Lisa: Yes

This is my favorite line from Sully's 'endorsement': "I completely understand those who look at this man's record and deduce that he is simply unfit to fight a war for our survival. They have an important point."

Ever get the feeling someone is trying to hold a watermelon seed between their butt cheeks while writing?

Senator,

Thank you! But of course you can't mean that! (Please say you do.) You're embarassing me. (Keep it coming.)

Oh, but I do mean it Ace!

One of these days, our great-grandchildren will be visiting the National Archives, where their gaze will fall upon the 3 most sacred documents known to this country: The Declaration of Independence, The Constitution, and the Collected Works of Ace of Spades HQ (2003-2008). In one spot our children will be able to learn of the fundamental principles that made this country great: a firm belief that freedom and liberty are gifts from God; that Government exists to serve the people only by the people's consent; and that international order could only be maintained by someone with the internal strength of Sonny Crockett. As the tour guide explains about our current polarized years, and the existential threat of Islamic terrorism that we are called upon to face, they will leave knowing full well that we succeeded as a nation by adhering to our deepest and best principles, strengthened in our resolve to do so by the rousing, patriotic Filet o Fish beat downs on this blog. Then, as they leave the archive building, they will glance down at the loose change in their tiny pockets and finally understand why "In God and Ace of Spades we Trust" has been emblazoned on all their currency.