Over the past 7 years, I have been told by many that the Democratic stance on social policy was that of a "feel good" policy.  You know, welfare is supposed to make me feel good for giving.  FEMA is supposed to make me feel good about the risks we face today and assure me that we will be okay tomorrow if a natual/man-made crisis occurs.  And raising taxes on the wealthy is supposed to be a revenge-like feel good policy, the whole schadenfreude thing.

But there are some feelings that are sacred, as sacred as the Hindu cow, and those feelings are based on finances.  We must walk on cracked windows in terms of the finacial world.  The smallest thing could upset our market, cause hundreds of billionairs to loose money and lessen the chances that we will hopefully be trickled on by these billionaires.  But there is hope, cause as we have seen over the past 6 months or longer, these billionaires are terribly defensive when it comes to their emotions.  They absolutely need the "feel good" policies that the Democrates try desperately to provide to those who make less than $1 million a year, and their savior has finally come.  Guess who below.

This will be short, it might have already been written on, not sure. But as was evident on Tuesday, fear and lies really do win elections.  Bush proved this in 1999 and 2004 and now Hillary is proving it.

This diary might be a little late, the primaries are over in Alabama and Obama won, so this is old news considering these numbers have been out since Tuesday, but maybe these numbers might be new to some.

Tuesday was a big day in Alabama, tornadoes ripped the northern part of the state killing 5, the worst though occured in Tennesse. Another big occurance, one that was overshadowed by the tornadoes and for good cause, was the fact that Obama recieved more votes than either republican running. The last small occurance was that my entire family, including me, caught a nasty strain of the flu and is the reason why this diary is late. Tuesday I was excited and anxious to write this diary, Wednesday I could not have cared less with a fever hovering around 102 degrees.

This is my first diary so help is welcome and any comments on how to do this thing right is very much appreciated.

This topic might have already been discussed, in fact I am sure it has. But reading these numbers coupled with NYCEVE's diary this morning got me so upset that I felt I had to say something on the state of our priorities.