Today, I hate America.

Tomorrow I will fight, but today, I hate America. Go ahead freepers and koolaid drinkers--you can say it and actually be right this time. But don't get too close to me or I will tear into you like a fucking tiger.

I hate the theft. Exit polls aren't wrong, and that analysis of exit polls vs. e-voting is absolutely damning. May the truth finally come out, and set this pathetic country free.

I hate the media for its willingness to be complicit in covering up the theft. You are derelict in your duty, and should not be allowed to call yourselves journalists. ASK THE QUESTIONS. But you won't.

I hate those who were motivated by ignorance, hatred and fear in casting their vote. You are poisoning this country, and we all suffer for it.

I hate my white trash, racist cousins who are too stupid to realize they all just voted against their own best interests. You are the biggest religious hypocrites of all, and you don't even realize it. You're THAT stupid.

I hate the Roves and the Norquists who manipulated the poor and the uninformed to further their destructive agenda, who stole votes because that's the only way they could win it.

I hate that only LA and the bay area in my state, supposedly the most liberal of them all, were the only areas in California that turned blue.

I hate Bush and his cronies with a passion too big for words.

I almost even hate my dad--my beloved, apple-of-my-eye dad, for voting for Bush. You're a military vet dad, and you should've known better.

Today, I hate America, because America has damned itself to four years that will damage this country in ways too frightening to imagine.

Tomorrow, I'll be ready to fight again, because fighting is what we have to do. Tomorrow, I'll love my flawed country in spite of what has occurred. But today, I hate America.