I stand here before you as my own f*ckin' man: It's getting pretty sad for Kerry as he staggers around the ring, taking blows from his opponents, but he won't go down because he has such a good cut man and trainer. So, he walks into the next uppercut, just conscious enough to mention how he served in Vietnam as he crashes onto the canvas. He obviously employed the Gore 2000 campaign team who tell him how to act for each given sector that he's trying to reach. So he eats cheesesteaks (badly), rides (rented) motorcycles on Leno, and now, utters (borrowed) invectives to Rolling Stone, which was relevant back when John Lennon was still alive. What's next? A flash mob?