Some how I feel that I have transported back in time two or three years, to a time before the 2008 political primaries started.
I can't say following this thread has been fun, and there is a certain FDA nausea warning that should be required, but brother here we go again.
The last time the Paulbots used polls to prove Ron Paul was gonna be a slam dunk for Prez in 2008, as the Paulbots came out of the woodwork like cockroaches after dark. But when the real polls came out, in the form of political primaries results and the general election, we found that Ron Paul, like Dracula, was already politically dead. No need to shoot him with a silver bullet or pound a wooden stake through his heart to induce that final death, because he was never really alive on the first place.
But still on dark and stormy nights, when things go bump in the night, and we sleeplessly ponder weak and weary, that is when the monsters under our beds come alive to plague the human mind and psyche. Is it a bird, is it a bat, is it a rat, or is it a Paulbot?
When I was a small child, I was convinced there was a alligator under my bed, so please do what I did, cut the legs off of your bed, squish em all, and sleep in peace thereafter.