Archive for October, 2007

Caught up on all matters media today.

Sometimes I just need to run and hide for a few days.
After the fires, I had to go. La Sabbatical De
Brevity Con Media De Anger. Whatever it was, it was
good while it lasted.

It’s true I’m having a splendid time watching the
Republicans implode. It’s spectacular. Not unlike
skulls melting in some action adventure horror flick.
Comedy too. They just can’t seem to keep their
reptilian dicks from getting caught underneath their
reptilian shod feet. I really can’t help but bray
like a jackass, whistle and spray gin at the screen.

I mean, Fred Thompson is a complete dipshit. Haggard, stupid and inarticulate.

All the kings horses and all the kings men have either
forgotten to dance a certain linedance lockstep or
have lost faith. They are alone. As individuals,
they wither from the storm’s wrath as rapidly as the
lonely Dick-in-Bush.

Vampires at dawn.

Meanwhile, Hills continues to run like she’s already
got the Democratic nod, courting the hawks and
rednecks and religious zealots who pine for the
apocolypse, by carressing them with tough talk on Iran
and otherwise whispering to the middle.

I gleefully waltz through her intestines with impunity
for her audacious voting record on the war and the
vast amounts of money she draws from the evil elite
like a succubus with a vacuum powered coke straw.
Sorry. I’ve been drinking.

She’s not as bright as Bill, but she doesn’t fall
asleep to dream of clearing brush and nursing a bottle
of Beam either. Very smart, this woman and I like
that. But it’s uncomfortable watching a woman pursue
the art of horseshit so adroitly.

I understand what she’s doing and she does it with raw
expertise and more than a modicum of grace. Yet, what
comes out of her mouth of late gives me fits of
consternation, panicked doubletakes and frequent
pause. Yep, all three.

Sometimes, it’s like a seizure.

Best case scenario is that she can’t show her cards
because she needs to get elected first. Where does
that leave all of us that used to like her? Do we
need faith?

Blind faith?

Us that used to like her have our man Bill. That’s
all she’s got. It’s not going to be enough for
our vote. We’re still a year and half out from the
General, not enough legs there to hold all of us
until then.

It’s time to talk to us because you’re gonna
need us.

And we really like Kucinich.

What if he goes third party?

Take a page out of the Dick-in-Bush playbook. They
actually lost both elections but managed to look so
good, nobody cared. They never forgot their base.

They dumped them just the other day cause they’re done. No longer necessary. Obsolete.

Kinda comical to see the faithful looking for a political party.

See what I’m saying?

A benefit of the doubt because of your significant
other will not carry what is still a very long day.

We’re not stupid. We understand that you have to
dance with devil in the pale moonlight. But you are
gonna need to reach out to us. Better to do it before
sundown, that’s when we start drinking.

A little less chit chat. A little more chop chop.
Somewhere between 10 and 20 percent of us really pay
attention and you’re gonna need us if it’s close. My
guess is it will be close.

brainspank.org COMING SOON!!

Drinks for my friends.

Fire is horror like a steel bucket with claws at the
end of a pneumatically muscled arm swinging towards your head. Ever seen one of those beasts on a construction site punching the
ground?

Fire is that. It is that to our instincts.

Our fear of it resides in the stems of our brains.
Humans did not invent fire, We stumbled upon it. We
found it and stuck our hand in it. Eventually we
undertook a serious discipline of burning ever larger
numbers of our own kind as quickly and as effectively as
possible.

We tripped over Fire, and that begat nuclear bombs.

Yesterday, the sycophantic panty wastes over at Fox floated a
malodorous air biscuit live on TV that suggested Southern California
burns at the behest of Al-Qaeda.

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

Kinda like thinking Dick-in-Bush were at the very
least complicit in events on 9/11. Wait. Strike
that. I think they just mighta been.

So anyway, this is where we are. California burns and
the flat earthers, the ones that can’t get their simple heads around evolution, grow a compulsion to inject the anemic specter of
terrorism into the fray.

Assholes.

Arsonists? Sure.

But Al-Qaeda? Seriously? We are goddamn idiots for
living in a country where a major media outlet could
see fit to broadcast such hollow horseshit.

Honestly, where does this leave us? Depraved.
Morally and ethically bankrupt. Not because of sex on
TV. Not because of drugs and pornography.

But because of pedophile priests, and dickhead
politicians so crooked they can only piss over a shoulder. That was funny. Because we flirt with theocracy as we race headlong for plutocracy. Because we are nearly hopelessly derailed by a ubiquitous modern media.

An entire culture constructed around looking in a mirror and being profoundly but pleasantly decieved by what you see. Even on TV, there’s always someone worse off than you or at least uglier.

And always, a plethora of things to make you feel better.

It only takes one dipshit at the proverbial water
cooler to say he heard Al-Qaeda was behind “The
Wildfires” and they tell two friends and……….feel
me?

Then they talk about last night’s reality TV cadaver.

Then sports or sudoku or Ellen’s fucking dog.

We don’t talk about “IT” enough. The 800 pound
gorilla. The headlong. The nosedive. The faceplant.

The “Fucked” that we just may be. How do we introduce
that legislation into the public zeitgeist? How do
we get that bill to play in Peoria and to the rest of the unwashed?

I’m a little upset.

Brainspank.org coming soon.

Drinks for my friends.

I’m delivering this one to you in a suit and tie.

Nixon had an approximate approval rating of 25 percent
when he was forced onto the plank. That quarter of
America is forever lost to ignorance and the politics of manipulation by fear.

Different faces. Different generation. Identical mindset. Count on
the stupid. They will always show up.

There is another quarter that are inclined to willfull
ignorance. Deliberate stupidity. This quarter is intellectually
lazy enough to pay less than requisite attention to
make up their own goddamn minds. They have the
capacity, but are too distracted and self involved to
think for themselves.

When challenged or confronted, they tend to embrace jingoistic sentiment and lash out at those of us who laugh at them by accusing of us hating America and undermining our troops. Dickheads.

It’s just how they roll.

Most people aren’t stupid, they just don’t pay attention.

The aware, and they that know their own minds, are thus required to
begin every contest with a deficit of at least one fourth of the potential pie.

The opposing rangers toxic, enjoy the whole pie as potential, due to chronic lack of intellectual curiosity and a morbid desire on behalf of the populace, to have the shit scared out of them.

This is what we are up against. The last two presidential elections were stolen. It’s no wonder that fact hasn’t been allowed to prevent such an egregious level of fuckery to seep into the periphery of mainstream consciousness.

Stolen. They fucking took them. Doesn’t that scare you? If it doesn’t you are an idiot.

Notwithstanding how predictable and obvious our attitude for such criminality is, the whole thing still makes me want to puke spicy Asian cuisine on the shoes of runway models and amazonian transexuals.

The Dude does not abide. A paradigm shift is essential.

Sometimes, simple isn’t beyond common sense. Sometimes it’s the specific poultice for a general malaise.

Fight fire with fire they say. I just might agree.

The words “World War Three” jettisoned G. Dumbya’s lips the other day.

It occurs to me that if they go there, then so should we. If they want to trot out mushroom clouds, perhaps we ought to as well.

I would never foment such for spite. See, what they shake in our faces as inevitable consequences of liberals somehow prevailing, are the exact consequences to be visited on all of us if they prevail.

Yep. World War and mushroom clouds. They think Iraq is a party.

So, I think we might just want to start fucking talking about that.

See what I’m saying?

“I told her Never in hell, no special reason
Musta lied ’cause I ain’t leavin’
We’re in for a very long night
Heard a vicious rumor from your mama’s tongue
You a desperate woman, need a man with a gun
High crime zone, in the city o’ lights

Baby please, can’t take it anymore
Ah! Baby please, can’t take it anymore- Van Halen “Romeo’s Delight”

Drinks for my friends.

I found this guy who seems to be a pretty swell guy in the News & Politics top ten and I just couldn’t help it. I hope you all understand. I’m not picking on him but rather taking exception to an underinformed mindset. That and, I just couldn’t help it. My response to him on his blog follows.

You seem nice enough, a reasonably intelligent and well adjusted guy. But I have to take some exceptions here. I hope you understand. Also, if I’m blunt, understand it’s in the interest of brevity.

Here we go, you say:

“Iran, just as Iraq was, is engaged in supporting and training terrorists that seek our destruction.”

*Bullshit. At the very least, Iraq was a secular country and terrorists are anything but secular. Saddam was an evil bastard but he shunned religion in his politics and for good reason. As for Iran: If this chaos was taking place in Canada or Mexico, you can bet your ass we’d be in that fight for the sole reason of influencing it’s outcome in our favor. It’s intellectually dishonest to pretend Iran has no dog and therefore no interest in this fight.*

“Iran, just as Iraq was, is engaged in the production and procurement of WMDs. While Iraq was likely seeking nuclear weapons, it is most likely that Iran already has them (or is within days from having them), along with the ballistic missile capabilities required to deliver them to a very broad theatre.”

*Bullshit! What are you smoking? If the IAEA says Iran is compliant, just how the hell do you figure Iran either has nukes or is “within days”? Come on! That is conjecture overdrive.

And seriously, we didn’t find a damn thing in Iraq. Nothing. No shred. No indications. Nothing. We walked through that country like it was a grassy field. They had NOTHING!*

“Iran, just as Iraq had, has violated numerous U.N. demands for weapons inspections.”

*I can’t comment on the latter because I don’t feel like looking it up. But you’re first point can be proven to be bullshit by anecdote. Hans Blix, formerly of the UN inspection team and the IAEA said in an interview on BBC TV on 8 February 2004, Dr. Blix accused the U.S. and British governments of dramatising the threat of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, in order to strengthen the case for the 2003 war against the regime of Saddam Hussein. Also, for what it’s worth, Saddam never expelled inspectors, they were pulled out.*

“Iran, just as Iraq had, poses a direct threat to the United State’s security interests.”

*You just can’t make a statement like that without supporting somehow. How? Why? You’re stupid because I say so. C’mon!*

“Iran, just as Iraq was, is governed by leaders that seek the destruction of Israel and her allies.”

*Yer killing me here man. SEE ABOVE! News flash: Ahmadinejad’s alleged call for Israel’s destruction is subject to interpretation via translation and he said the opposite on American Network Television. 60 Minutes? CBS?

And when exactly was Iraq ever a threat to us? Throw out all Kool-Aid in the house!*

“In short, we are justified in engaging in military actions against Iran. If they do not have fully operational nuclear weapons now, they will very shortly. It is my belief that we need to engage them now, rather than later. I honestly don’t believe that we can afford to wait any longer.”

*No. We are not. Bullshit. The only thing they have done that is remotely provocative is have weapons made in their country show up next door. Our weapons are in virtually every fucking country on earth and we’ve never had this kind of chaos on either of our borders. Just what is your point? Like I said, they have a dog in this fight and we didn’t.*

Then you go on to endorse the merits of surgical strikes as opposed to invasion. You rightly point out that we lack the capacity and resources for an invasion and that it could very well devolve into a third world war. Good job. I agree.

But what makes you so sure that an Iranian nationalistic tsunami wouldn’t be the obvious reaction to our bombing the shit out of them? And if we use even tactical nukes? It’s all over but the shouting. It WILL be WWIII and those won’t end up being the last nukes used by about five different countries.

Your Entire platform is made of straw. Your points are straw and so are your arguments. I respect you for thinking this hard about it but you’ve just thrown an airball here. You got nuthin. You’re a good guy, so stop watching TV and read something.

We’re in big trouble here and we need those with functioning hearts and minds like you, to pay attention.

Thanks for indulging me.

Drinks for my friends.

This just off the API and UPI wire, dateline Burbank 10/16 10:56 p.m. EDT:

LEADING MEDIA COMPANY BACKS CONSERVATIVE SOAP OPERA.

A media representative from FOX NEWS spoke under guarantee of
anonymity today and let slip, “One of the big
five will do the reveal soon on a primetime drama with
a story line that reflects more traditional family and
patriotic values than what has become standard fare on
contemporary network television”.

He also intimated that the working title for the
series is “As The World Turns Back To The Right”

A White House spokesperson applauded the move and quipped “The Lord knows and understands that this great nation could certainly use some programming that is both wholesome and rich in violence against brown people as well absent any uh, activities relating to procreation or masturbation”.

He also assured that the planet does indeed, spin left, “if one looks from the top down”.

This reporter had a grip of conversations with all
kinda folks in the business. Caterers, drivers, union
officials and chauffers.

This reporter learned that the protagonist of the
series is an affable dickhead named “Horhay Shrub”. To be
played by George Hamilton, also, an affable dickhead.

Our hero is Mayor and Sheriff of his small backwardass town as well as editor in chief of the local paper. The people, they love him.

There’s always a sidekick, who in grandiose
sitcom tradition, is the occasional antagonist. This
reporter has it on good authority that Ann Coulter
will play the role in drag. As a dude. Her character’s name will be Richard Bruce Coxcunt, Deputy Mayor.

An advisor to the series commented that “Miss Coulter
is a natural. We cut her wig, put her in a man’s suit
and had makeup emphasize that horse apple in the middle of her longish throat while we made sure she used her freakishly simian hands a lot as she delivered her lines. He really is believable”.

Apparently, our hero/protagonist has another trusted friend, who’s
name begins with a K, and will be played by the ghost
of Larry Bud Melman-the late great Calvert DeForest. Little is known about this character but that he sometimes takes over Mr. Shrub’s
brain for fun and profit. Hallowed Beltway chicanery ensues!

This reporter also gleaned a handful of plotlines from
various convenience store clerk/writer-entrepreneurs
around the city. Loose lipped cashiers as it were!

Por Ejemplo mi amigo: Shrub, Dick and K hear rumors at a church
barbecue about an “ethnic” guy across town who buys a
lot of fertilizer that could be converted into weapons
grade yellow nukyalar cake and equally dangerous frosting. They immediately spring into action and commence fomenting distrust and ignorant bigotry on their own block about the other ethnicities and religions across town.

Wait til you see what happens then! That’s only the
pilot!

There’s conflict and passion. The whole story arc of
the very first season is spectacular in it’s breadth.
Lives are lost, neighborhoods are leveled and one
begins to imagine the smoking destruction if the
ethnic people with the crazy religion on the other
side of town continue their obstinate insubordination and defiant willingness to live.

Triumph and then tragedy, as all but the trusted side
kick Dick, abandon our hero Horhay. His weapons
dealer, his lawyer, his Casperesque brain and even his
gardeners and servants walk away.

Then, best bud Dick has a coronary attack so severe
that his organ explodes in chest like a huckleberry
pie packed with C4! Like fireworks with juice!

Even more tragic, this reporter learned that while his chest cavity erupted, Dick was attending a preschool event for his lesbian daughter’s toddler. Sources indicate that the proceedings were some manner of play/pageant and as a result, dozens of little girls were festooned with the Deputy Mayor’s fluids.

By the end of the first season, which is actually the
second, you’ll see, our hero stands alone. All he has
is his own moral compass and his principles. His
steady hand with a six shooter and his conviction.

It is at this, the most crucial of times, that our man
Horhay experiences a crisis of confidence. He finds
himself at a critical crossroads. No longer does the
racket in his ears, formerly pissed in by those who have seen
fit to relenquish him, distract our patriot.

He is a man confronting the dawn with no friends and
all his enemies allied against him. He is afraid. He
is ashen and his lips quiver and spray. His knees buckle as he strolls the once propsperous neighborhood. He simply had
no idea that listening to these fuckheads would bring
him this much grief.

He pinches his nose and walks to the volcano’s edge.
But then, he smirks and walks back, a twinkle in his eye.

The season comes to an end. It’s not TV, It’s
Hammer Of The Gods.

“Some silicone sister with her manager’s mister told
me I got what it takes
She said, “I’ll turn you on, sonny, to something
strong if you play that song with the funky break”
And Go-Cart Mozart was checkin’ out the weather chart
to see if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and
asked me if I needed a ride”-Springsteen.

Drinks for my friends.

I’d like to show you all something I’m very proud of,
those in the front will have to move back a
little………

I’m not sure how to go about this or even explain it,
but “Don” has so baffled me with his own protracted
confusion, I now stand fascinated.

I need to understand this man a little better. He and
I occupy opposite extremes at the polarity of common
vs. uncommon sense. I simply cannot believe over half the
shit that comes out of his mouth with the sincerity
and abandon on his part, of some sort of holy warrior
patriot.

One of us is most certainly and completely, wrong.

I hope it’s not me.

As woefully misguided as I estimate him, he seems to
mean what he says. As frightening as that may be, I
need to have a better grip on it.

Should I send a friend request?

I imagine he already understands that on my blog,
he is something of a sideshow freak, long after
the circus has left town. At the very least, he is a
limbless man/boy named Matt or a repulsive woman
with a silky beard. No less than a pariah to some of you.

His indefatigable willingness of participation to my blog, has
allowed us far more than a brush with a freak that we
wouldn’t typically have been afforded such intimate exposure to in such close quarters.

I kinda feel smeared.

Forgive me though, I’m curious.

What confounds me so much; the man is clearly
not stupid. Far from splitting the atom, he still
writes and expresses himself reasonably well. And he
has conviction. In his own mind and perhaps even his
heart, he speaks truth.

How can that be? He reflexively vomits right wing
caustic bigoted and boilerplate bile immediately upon
being challenged or confronted. It is a learned
behavior. Pavlovian.

He performs it with churlish indignity.

Where does such volume of passion, for what is all but
a quivering house of cards, come from? How can that
be? It makes no sense.

Fear. The great force multiplier.

An effort has been made to influence every one of us
with the cudgel of fear that equalizes our dignity
while multiplying our reptilian impulsions for
bloodshed and carnage.

The Cold War. I grew up in literal fear of nuclear
war. We actually had drills and were shown violent
and ominous movies. My fear was palpable, it was
fucking chewy. In the end, we didn’t blow them up.
We outspent them. And America was damn near broke by
the time that infamous Wall fell.

During that time, heavy pockets got heavier. Lite
pockets got lighter. The birth of contemporary
plutocracy. The concentration of wealth through fear
as the the great wealth multiplier.

We are now in that loop, only it’s version V.2.7.

See what I’m saying?

Guys like Don paid good money for this shit and they
want to see some dead “sandmonkeys” on TV. They don’t
want to see black men with an education, much less
nicer rims on their cars. That is an affront to men
like Don. He is afraid. He learned to be.

When he’s not afraid, he’s at least distracted, probably annoyed, He’s just watched Fox and probably got his ass kicked as a kid.

It is so very compelling that he was so willing to
assume that I was neglected and/or abused as a child.
I wasn’t.

FEAR.

See what I’m saying?

Don, and all the people like him are small, by virtue
of fear.

“There is nothing to fear, but fear itself”-FDR

Maybe, just maybe, the point is not to hold Don up as
the example.

Maybe the onus is on us. Individually.
Responsibility. Accountability.

See what I’m saying?

Drinks for my friends.

Bill Clinton.
Good guy. Very smart guy.

Al Gore.
Good guy. Very smart guy.

Hillary Clinton.
Good Guy? Very smart guy.

George W. Bush.
Not a bad guy? I don’t know. Really fucking stupid though. Lethally dumb without a doubt.

Our Man Bill has become an efficacious tornado of altruistism
and an intellectual human holiday. He’s lifted the
mantle from Jimmy Carter. We like him. We have good
reason to. Beyond his gravitational charisma is
brains and empathy. Despite the games he’s been
forced to play, he’s always given a fuck.

Al Gore. A bit of a tragic figure but he’s found his
way. Should never have distanced himself from our man
Bill. The energy assholes were fond of calling him
“captain ozone” twenty years ago.

There’s a lot less fat Texas dickheads laughing these days. Won the
goddamn Nobel today! How cool is that? Fuck you in
the neck you captains of industry.

The tear between the clever and the moronic is rent ever further.

Two guys smart and driven enough to still delight in
trying to make it better.

Relax, I understand that you don’t get that far
without having both hands inside the corpse. Both
these guys have already spun in their graves. They
are dirty. Without a doubt.

Today, the political progeny of these men is our
man Hillary. Woe is us. She is as pungent as the
piss soaked Hollywood homeless. She’s raised more
money from Big Money than any of the rest of them.

Therefore, public suspect number one.

Before the ’06 midterm elections, I wouldn’t have
given her a Slurpee’s chance in an active volcano.

Now she’s the front runner and the conservatives don’t
have fuck all. The most conspicuous artifact of the
Republican fall from grace is that they can’t seem to
get their hands on the filthy lucre.

But Hillary can. It’s the very same blood soaked pile
that used to be the royal jelly heroin exclusive to
the GOP. Big energy, pharma, defense,
telecommunications, etc. have all walked away from the
bipolar pinheads across the aisle and have begun to
PAY our spineless, cowardly party and it’s front
running asshats.

Ha! They’re still our problem.

Big Money has no choice. Their previous party darling
has been stepping on it’s own dick for so long that
Christians, rednecks and even racists are genuinely
embarrassed.

Kinda fun to watch Dick-in-Bush struggling to give Big
Money retro active immunity in the clustefuck of the
illegal wiretapping fuckery. All the big administration players have left the building; the handful left behind will rush flagrantly towards any open wound.

Then there was the veto of the medical insurance bill for children because it smacked of “socialized medicine”.

They have nothing to lose. In possession of more than
a simple get out of jail free card, they have
annihilated their party, our country, our reputation,
our security, PLUNDERED our economy, our rights, our
CONSTITUTION, our dignity and our ability to pursue
life, liberty and happiness.

They don’t care. In a year, they ramble. No
accountability and no responsibility. Into the
sunset, resplendent from fossil fuel emission, they
shall ride.

“Crazy,but that’s how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe it’s not too late
To learn how to love
And forget how to hate”

“I’ve listened to preachers
I’ve listened to fools
I’ve watched all the dropouts
Who make their own rules
One person conditioned to rule and control
The media sells it and you live the role” -OZZY OSBOURNE

All the mayhem and chaos and damage stays. Whole
countries and a world turned upside down in
considerably less than a decade. In place still, will
be the massive life eating engine behind a different
porcelain mask. Mostly blue instead of mostly red.

Not without complicity, complacency, apathy and
ignorance, will this be allowed to pass. But it will.
You bet your ass. It’s done.

“OOMPA LOOMPA DOOMPADEE DOO
I’VE GOT A PERFECT PUZZLE FOR YOU
OOMPA LOOMPA, DOOMPADAH DEE
IF YOU ARE WISE YOU’LL LISTEN ME
WHAT DO YOU GET WHEN YOU GUZZLE DOWN SWEETS
EATING AS MUCH AS AN ELEPHANT EATS
WHAT ARE YOU AT GETTING TERRIBLY FAT
WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL COME OF THAT
I DON’T LIKE THE LOOK OF IT
OOMPA LOOMPA DOOMPADEE DAH
IF YOU’RE NOT GREEDY YOU WILL GO FAR
YOU WILL LIVE IN HAPPINESS TOO
LIKE THE OOMPA LOOMPA DOOMPADEE DO
DOOMPADEE DOO” -oompa loompa song

VOTE KUCINICH!

Drinks for my friends.

So I was ambling dolefully down the lane of my choice when I found myself in the News & Politics top 10. Been spending a lot of time there lately.

Thanks. Really.

Anyway, I came across this guy with nothing but a one question, two choice answer blog. A “poll”. I kinda hate that because there’s no original content and it takes space on the charts from original thinkers and writers.

Then I read his question. I’m not gonna single this guy out, he certainly doesn’t need any more attention, so no links, you guys will find him if you want.

It’s the stupidest fucking question I’ve ever heard in a very long time.

Understand as you read my comment, that I’m doing the best I can to focus on the mindset, as opposed to the pompous jackass that hoisted this low gene pool, walkin’ the dog cro magnon question:

“DO YOU WANT DEFEAT IN IRAQ OR DO YOU WANT VICTORY IN IRAQ?”

*you have two choices*

DEFEAT IN IRAQ

*or*

VICTORY IN IRAQ

So I had this to say:

Not only is the question retarded and deceptive,
regardless of the answer, the question is
irrelevant. It’s like asking someone being presented
with two identical red cars if they prefer the black
one or the white one.

It is classic neoconservative obfuscation to assume
that the “war” in in Iraq can be won. See, despite
military objectives being achieved, the “war” is
unwinnable, because the war has long since ceased to
be, a military problem. The “war” is not a war you
idiot.

The war became a geopolitical, ideological and
diplomatic problem about two months after we showed
up. Uh, and a handful of decades before that.

Seriously, read a book without pictures.

Your question presupposes so many ridiculous notions
that I suspect you’re immune to being disabused of any
of them.

Who do you want us to “defeat” in order in order to
achieve “victory”? There hasn’t been anything
resembling a military in Iraq since the very beginning.

Remember? We relieved them all, fired them. They
shed their uniforms, took their guns and ammo, helped
themselves to all the stockpiles of weaponry our “war”
architects simply overlooked, and showed up the next
day armed like Travis Bickle without the rather
obvious mohawk. Then they didn’t just shoot at us,
but rather everyone they didn’t know or like.

It’s the same intellectually dishonest crap you one
chord, two dimensional, simpletons foist when you
accuse those of us who actually want our troops home,
of not supporting the troops.

I vow here and now to punch the next dipshit conservative as hard as I can in the mouth upon he or she having the ignorantly prideful temerity to even question my patriotism when I express my desire for this killing of our kids and innocent Iraqis to end yesterday.

Again, for the dipshits: Over One Million dead
Iraqis, over Four Thousand Dead Americans, Over
Thirty Thousand permanently and life alteringly
Damaged Americans and over Seven Hundred Million
Dollars a Day to perpetuate this madness.

Why, how, can fucktards like you be so singularly
focused on archaic and obsolete notions like “victory”
and “defeat” with all this going on?

The rest of us have moved on. We understand that such
concepts haven’t even been on the table for years and
you don’t get it. I do not apologize for attacking
you for fomenting such egregious and willfull
ignorance. It’s not however, personal.

How do you percieve this clusterfuck as so black and white
after all this time? Even if you’re color blind, be aware the myriad shades of grey. I wonder if it’s because you and your ilk are either so simple or so confused, that you want this hydra to be about good vs. evil and right vs. wrong. You want it to be some 1950’s western
where all you need to know is who’s wearing the white
hat because the whole goddamn thing is black & white anyway.

Hey man, who was the victor and who was the defeated in Vietnam? Nevermind. It’s a rhetorical question and I don’t give a mad fuck what you think.

What’s the difference between an orange? See above.

I hate to tell you this, but dude, you ARE the
problem.

Your poll question is insipid and beneath the contempt
of every American capable of making up his own mind.
Most Americans are too smart to be insulted by your question, don’t count on us to be compassionate enough to avoid being disgusted by it.

Drinks for my friends.

I think it’s kinda funny that the one “moderate” Republican is a jackass like Guiliani. Then I laugh my junk off when the conservatives threaten to walk away from the Republican party if he gets the nomination.

You can’t write this shit. He really is their only chance.

So, they get their panties in such a twist that it restricts oxygen flow to their paleolithic oblongata, over Skeletor being pro choice, and they threaten to castrate themselves by going third party.

Man, I love to hate these slippery, disingenuous bastards. You think any of them give a mad fuck about the principle of life? A great many think they do, by virtue of indoctrination and religious propaganda, but they’d get vacuumed or pay for a hoovering, pun intended, immediately upon being confronted by inconvenience or convenience.

Then there’s the money. Dogmatic fundamentalists will give their morning gruel and bus faire as long as you’re in favor of capital punishment and against a woman’s right to choose. A very wealthy base built on the backs of the great unwashed.

They also know that Skeletor is no match for Billary on a level playing field. They are panicked because they know they lack the muscle to tilt that field a fourth time. They screwed the pooch on the third try.

This, kids, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, this is entertainment.

The Republican party, pictured under ‘ignorant lockstep’ in most childrens bibles and adult dictionaries, is literally gnawing on it’s own ass. It is perhaps, so preoccupied, that it’s about to ass barf all over its own face.

They have acute assfazia. The ass so closely resembles the face, that bowels pregnant with hypocrisy are unsure what direction to explode towards.

Yes mam, they’re about to shit themselves.

I’m having too much fun with this.

Now for the bad news. The Democrats suck too. Sorry. They do. Hillary and Obama box over trivial shit to distract you from Kucinich, who tells you the truth about stuff that’s important.

He’s whip smart. He has logical plans for efficacious policies as well as their implementation and he’s not here to fuck around. He’s serious.

The front runners are too far inside to even care about what you want and what you, we, really need.

An abject example: Last November there was a massive power shift in Congress dictated by the will of the people. A clear mandate was the catalyst; a reversal in the Iraq war was expected. That expectation fueled conviction at the polls more than any other issue.

Ask yourself, what do we have to show for it? Allow me to answer. Not a goddamn thing. Nothing. Same as it ever was. $700 million a day and over a million dead Iraqis. Four thousand of our own dead and over thirty thousand handicapped and damaged for life. That disgusts me.

Not one of them (Domocratic candidates), when asked if they would guarantee a complete troop withdrawal by the END of their term in 2013, could do anything but snort and stomp and make excuses.

Save one. Dennis Kucinich said three months. Done deal.

Health care and peace too.

Make sure your seatbacks and tray tables are in the upright position. Do the best you can to avoid the vulgar puppet show playing outside every window and on every screen. The same one on TV, radio and whatever dumbass magazine you’re reading.

It really is time to pay attention.

Drinks for my friends.