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After President Kennedy got rolled by his military advisors and gave the go ahead for the Bay of Pigs fiasco, he upgraded his already man-sized stones to size El Duce and vowed never again. When the Cuban missile crisis came he was ready for the saber rattlers and he literally saved the fucking world.

Nobody sane would accuse President Obama of having a micro-pair either. He bet his presidency on little better than a 50 percent chance that Bin Laden was in Abbotabad, giving a one word order, “go.” Now, even after making the best of two horrible messes he inherited in Iraq and Afghanistan, he is again surrounded by the howling dogs of the war mongers and profiteers.

It will take a set of big titanium balls to back them all down now that Israel has made its plans for Iran clear and told Obama to pound sand. It’s go time, Renegade. All the choices are bad, but the worst is letting the Israelis and the Pentagon make the decision for you. Is Israel really prepared to say to the USA, we love you but we don’t need you? If Obama puts all his chips on the table, I don’t think so.

Watching the Republican candidates devour each other in an effort to appeal to their rabid but reliable base is like watching a guy in the arctic pee in his pants to get warm. It must feel good for a few minutes to hear the crowd roar about not paying for contraception, but the rest of the USA is thinking, really? I mean, really? What time machine did you guys hijack to get here? You want to take on the 98% of American women who have used birth control at some time? Why don’t you just put your dicks in a wood chipper along with your political careers and get it over with.

When traveling on unstable snow in the alpine backcountry, you sometimes get an unmistakable electric feeling a few seconds or minutes before the slope gives way. This American election is starting to give me that feeling.