Kerry and the Pirates

I love the fall of the year: the crisp cool air after sweltering all summer, the color of the trees and Octoberfest Beer. I was sitting in Burnies Bar on a late September afternoon enjoying a bottle of Hacker Schorr Octoberfest from Munich when Bobby B came in. I’ve known Bobby most of my life; we’ve been over the hurdles together. He’s a husky Italian boy who likes to laugh.
“ Max, have you seen the add on TV by the the Progress for America Voter Fund. They show pictures of Osama Bin Laden, Saddam Hussein and Mohammed Atta and ask if you " Would you trust Kerry up against these fanatic killers?" I think its hilarious. Probably the stupidest use of television time in history,” he said.
“Why do you say that, Bobby?” I asked.
“Because the obvious answer is of course I would.”
“Again, I’ll have to ask you to explain yourself.”
“Kerry’s track record. He took on fanatic killers in the past, the Viet Cong, and he defeated them. Compare that to what Bush did at the same time, hide in the Air national Guard.”
“I see where you’re going.”
“I think this whole thing of making a tough guy out of Bush is the height of stupidity. Through out his life he got into one mess after another that his Poppy had to bail him out of. He’s a failure. He’s Poppy’s spoiled girlie boy if he’s any thing.”
“Gee, Bobby that’s pretty rough.”
“You have to be rough when the future of your country’s at stake, Max. Four more years of Bush screwing up everything he puts his hand to will destroy the United States.