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Donald John Trump, Sr. (born June 14, 1946) is an American business magnate, television personality and author. He is the chairman and president of The Trump Organization and the founder of Trump Entertainment Resorts. Trump's extravagant lifestyle, outspoken manner and role on the NBC reality show The Apprentice have made him a well-known celebrity who was No. 17 on the 2011 Forbes Celebrity 100 list. He is well-known as a real-estate developer who amassed vast hotel, casino, and other real-estate properties, in the New York City area and around the world.
Trump is the son of Fred Trump, a wealthy New York City real-estate developer. He worked for his father's firm, Elizabeth Trump & Son, while attending the Wharton School of the University of Pennsylvania, and in 1968 officially joined the company. He was given control of the company in 1971 and renamed it The Trump Organization.
In 2010, Trump expressed an interest in becoming a candidate for President of the United States in the 2012 election. In May 2011, he announced he would not be a candidate, but a few weeks later he said he had not completely ruled out the possibility. In December 2011, Trump was suggested as a possible Vice Presidential selection by Michele Bachmann. Bachmann has since suspended her presidential campaign.
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Fed up with the hedonistic life he has created for himself, a college student decides to leave everything behind. However, he soon discovers that getting out is not so easy. Held up by both fanatical protesters and his own dimwitted buddies as he tries to leave the campus, he slowly realizes the true cause of his unhappiness and what he needs to do about it.
Keywords: agenda, bare-breasts, beer, black-humor, bong, car, college, college-life, condom, day
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The highly anticipated, comic and controversial feature documentary, "Flock of Dodos: the evolution-intelligent design circus," is the first feature film to take an even-handed look at the intelligent design vs. evolution clash that appeared on the covers of Time and Newsweek in 2005. Filmmaker, scientist, surfer and evolutionary biologist Dr. Randy Olson explores the controversy over the teaching of evolution and the recently developed alternative, intelligent design. Olson, a native of Kansas, visits his home state and the community of Dover, Pennsylvania, which attempted to introduce intelligent design in science classes. Olson draws on basic aspects of evolution as metaphors, including the extinct dodo, which he suggests symbolizes what happens to those unable to change with their environment. Featured are seven top advocates for intelligent design, including Dr. Michael Behe, author of "Darwin's Black Box," fourteen evolution Ph.D.'s, a poker game among eight evolutionists, a rabbit eating its own poop, and a flock of animated dodos playing poker, dancing, and helping the audience answer the question, "who really is the 'flock of dodos?'"
Keywords: biology, controversy, dodo-bird, education, evolution, intelligent-design, irreducible-complexity, part-animation, religious-conflict, school
Evolutionary Ecologist, Randy Olson, tries to find out just who is the real "Flock of Dodos"
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As a parting shot, fired reporter Ann Mitchell prints a fake letter from unemployed "John Doe," who threatens suicide in protest of social ills. The paper is forced to rehire Ann and hires John Willoughby to impersonate "Doe." Ann and her bosses cynically milk the story for all it's worth, until the made-up "John Doe" philosophy starts a whole political movement. At last everyone, even Ann, takes her creation seriously...but publisher D.B. Norton has a secret plan.
Keywords: american-politics, baseball, character-name-in-title, christmas, club, convention, diner, father-figure, hoax, hobo
ALL AMERICA WANTS TO MEET THE "MR. DEEDS" OF 1941! (original print media ad - all caps)
The Colonel: I don't read no papers, and I don't listen to radios either. I know the world's been shaved by a drunken barber, and I don't have to read it.
Long John Willoughby: Hey, stop worryin', Colonel, fifty bucks ain't gonna ruin me.::The Colonel: I've seen plenty of fellas start out with fifty bucks and wind up with a *bank* account!::Beany: Hey, what's wrong with a bank account, anyway?::The Colonel: And let me tell you, Long John, when you become a guy with a bank account, they gotcha! Yes sir, they gotcha!::Beany: Who's got him?::The Colonel: The helots!
Mayor Hawkins: O.K. folks, but remember your manners. No stampeding. Walk slow, like you do when you come to pay your taxes.
Angelface: [after Willoughby gives the Colonel the $50 to give away] Say, he's giving it away. I better get me some of that::Beany: Hey, come back here you helot.
D. B. Norton: You'll play your cards right and you'll never have to worry about money again.
D. B. Norton: From now on, I think you'd better work directly with me.
The Colonel: $5,000. Holy mackerel! I can see the helots coming now. A whole army of them.
Ann: Everything in that speech is what a certain man believed in. He was my father. When he talked people listened. They will listen to you too.
Henry Connel: Listen, if that guy lays an egg I want to get *something* out of it! I'm getting a Jane Doe ready.
Mayor Hawkins: No you can't see him, you didn't vote for me in the last election. Shame on you.
Plot
As a parting shot, fired reporter Ann Mitchell prints a fake letter from unemployed "John Doe," who threatens suicide in protest of social ills. The paper is forced to rehire Ann and hires John Willoughby to impersonate "Doe." Ann and her bosses cynically milk the story for all it's worth, until the made-up "John Doe" philosophy starts a whole political movement. At last everyone, even Ann, takes her creation seriously...but publisher D.B. Norton has a secret plan.
Keywords: american-politics, baseball, character-name-in-title, christmas, club, convention, diner, father-figure, hoax, hobo
ALL AMERICA WANTS TO MEET THE "MR. DEEDS" OF 1941! (original print media ad - all caps)
The Colonel: I don't read no papers, and I don't listen to radios either. I know the world's been shaved by a drunken barber, and I don't have to read it.
Long John Willoughby: Hey, stop worryin', Colonel, fifty bucks ain't gonna ruin me.::The Colonel: I've seen plenty of fellas start out with fifty bucks and wind up with a *bank* account!::Beany: Hey, what's wrong with a bank account, anyway?::The Colonel: And let me tell you, Long John, when you become a guy with a bank account, they gotcha! Yes sir, they gotcha!::Beany: Who's got him?::The Colonel: The helots!
Mayor Hawkins: O.K. folks, but remember your manners. No stampeding. Walk slow, like you do when you come to pay your taxes.
Angelface: [after Willoughby gives the Colonel the $50 to give away] Say, he's giving it away. I better get me some of that::Beany: Hey, come back here you helot.
D. B. Norton: You'll play your cards right and you'll never have to worry about money again.
D. B. Norton: From now on, I think you'd better work directly with me.
The Colonel: $5,000. Holy mackerel! I can see the helots coming now. A whole army of them.
Ann: Everything in that speech is what a certain man believed in. He was my father. When he talked people listened. They will listen to you too.
Henry Connel: Listen, if that guy lays an egg I want to get *something* out of it! I'm getting a Jane Doe ready.
Mayor Hawkins: No you can't see him, you didn't vote for me in the last election. Shame on you.
So, du denkst, du kannst mich täuschen
Mit deinem Begriff "Demokratie"
Ein System ohne Unterdrückung
Ich sage dir, das klappt wohl nie
Politisch links, politisch rechts
Das hat doch alles den selben Klang
Regierung bleibt Regierung
Und Regierung, das heiÃt Zwang
Politisch links, politisch rechts
Das hat doch alles den selben Klang
Regierung bleibt Regierung
Und Regierung, das heiÃt Zwang
Demokratie!
Demokratie - die klappt wohl nie!
Wir haben keine Möglichkeit zur Veränderung
Der Politikerkreis ist zu
Nur ein kleiner Teil hat das Sagen
Ich nenne das eine Diktatur
Politisch links, politisch rechts
Das hat doch alles den selben Klang
Regierung bleibt Regierung
Und Regierung, das heiÃt Zwang
Politisch links, politisch rechts
Das hat doch alles den selben Klang
Regierung bleibt Regierung
Und Regierung, das heit Zwang
Demokratie!
Demokratie - die klappt wohl nie!
Die Staatsideen von "Recht + Freiheit"
Sind zwar Rentnern frei genug
Doch das demokratische System
Ist ein einziger Betrug
Ist ein einziger Betrug
Demokratie!
I can’t explain can’t quite put my finger on
The difference that makes us so different
We’ve said everything our words only betrayed us
Nothing is left, nothing was left unsaid
Chorus
This time I have nothing left to lose
I’m stuck the second hand won’t move
It’s about time that I speak my mind
It’s about time, about time I find
Pieces of me I have lost
Without any choice I move on
Hey time you’re no friend of mine
Hey time you’re no friend of mine
You cover yourself, you cover your skin
You cover yourself like you cover your sin
Please untie my hands, I’m a sinner, I’m a man
I ask for one minute to make you understand
Chorus
This time I have nothing left to lose
I’m stuck the second hand won’t move
It’s about time that I speak my mind
It’s about time, about time I find
Pieces of me I have lost
Without any choice I move on
Hey time you’re no friend of mine
Hey time you’re no friend of mine
Will you be there to catch me when I stumble
When I fall, when I fall
It’s so very clear you left me when I had no one at all
No one at all
Who will be there to catch me
To catch me when I stumble
When I fall, when I fall
It’s so very clear you left me
You left me with no one at all, no one at all
Chorus
This time I have nothing left to lose
I’m stuck the second hand won’t move
It’s about time that I speak my mind
It’s about time, about time I find
Pieces of me I have lost
Without any choice I move on
Hey time you’re no friend of mine
Hey time you’re no friend of mine
No friend of mine
Time you’re no friend of mine
You’re no friend of mine
Hey time you’re not friend of mine
Hey time you’re not friend of mine
The pieces of me I have lost
Without any choice I move on
Time, time you’re no friend of mine