Category Archives: Idiot Nation
All governments are run by liars and nothing they say should be believed.
-I. F. Stone
Greetings to all you fellow prisoners trapped amongst the world’s largest lemming colony as the ship of fools continues to take on water, oily water that is. Encho checking in, been ahwile since I have had the motivation to put anything out but as the man once sang, “the times they are a changing”. It’s been a nice form of hiatus and semi-retirement but given the sad state of affairs I feel that it’s time to get off of the bench and back into the game. I felt that a perfect time to relaunch would be flag-suckers weekend, the fetid stench of the hot air that will be belched out by Becked up faux patriots screwing up their misdirected outrage at the war criminal Obama government for all of the wrong reasons is in the air. The Fourth of July always brings out the biggest turds in the cesspool where they desecrate their beloved stars and stripes by wrapping their corpulent and idiotic carcasses in cheap Chinese made clothing adorned with it, overloading their red, white and blue picnic plates with potato salad, beans and fatty meats and flying it in front of profit starved retail outlets to lure the already maxed out consumers (Jesus, what an inhuman term) into their emporiums of marked-up, sweatshop produced wares. The Fourth has taken on an especially loathsome and menacing nature in 2010 that has been metastasizing like a cancer through this sickened society since the American Reichstag fire of September 11, 2001 and has confirmed for all time the words of Sinclair Lewis about fascism being delivered wrapped in the flag. The Teabaggers will be out in force this weekend, armed to the teeth and plotting their revolution or to those who are knowledgable of history their American Gladio. They will bray for the blood of the hated Muslims, Commies and Libruls [sic] in between stuffing food into their rancid pieholes, belching beer and singing God Bless America. That much is a given.
Yes, my friends, I have been away far too long and much has gone on that I have not been on record about, the one thing in Der Heimat that is consistent is the decline, the descent into morbid obesity, indolence, wrath and just plain dumbness has if anything since that helicopter hauled away George W. Bush like so much garbage only gained momentum. By now we can all see that Barack Obama is a fraud, an amateur, a pussy and a man in over his head. In the abysmal failure to use a substantial Democratic Congressional majority to produce anything even remotely resembling meaningful change OBushma will go down as one of history’s greatest fuckups, with a full head of steam coming out of the 2008 election, a nation hungering for a new direction after the ruination of the Bushreich and a world desperate for the United States to once again become a moral (more accurately a less trenchant bully) example the inexperienced usurper blew it. With the appoint of the sleazy operator Rahm Emanuel as the new Chief of Staff it was apparent early on that in reality, all that really happened is that the great whorehouse at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue was a bit of cosmetic cleaning and a new shingle that said “UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT”, the fucking would of course go on as it always does in the land of fuck you I got mine.
WAGING THE GOOD WAR FOR THE RIGHT REASONS
Obama’s regime has been an abject catastrophe, to such a degree that even a return of Bush and Cheney would be an improvement. In short order the feckless Obama administration and the even more pathetic Harry Reid led Senate were terrorized into capitulation by mobs of FOX sponsored teabagger brownshirts that descended enmasse to shriek incoherently at town hall meetings to ensure that any sort of health care reform would be D.O.A. The final bill was a mockery, a thinly concealed bailout of the rapacious insurance ghouls and the mandate by the state to use government power to force busted out Americans to purchase shitty overpriced coverage from the same diseased pigfuckers responsible for the worst health care system in the industrialized world. Obama followed up that gem with his escalation of the long since lost Afghanistan occupation, getting suckered into that murderous, money sucking black hole under the ludicrous premise that it was the “good war”. With the recently ugly cashiering of General Stanley McChrystal, Obama’s own hand-picked assassin over comments made in a Rolling Stone magazine expose that put a bug up the Commander in Chief’s ass for reasons that I am still unable to figure out after reading the damned thing twice the damned war has so obviously been lost that even an assclown like RNC Chairman Michael Steele is able to slime out from under whatever lesbian bondage club’s bar that he has been hiding under and calling out Obama for this growing mega-clusterfuck that is truthfully his war of choice. Obama is nothing more than Lyndon Baines Johnson without the progressive social agenda and the Afghanistan disaster will be his Waterloo.
“We’ve shot an amazing number of people and killed a number and, to my knowledge, none has proven to have been a real threat to the force.”
-General Stanley McChrystal
Back to the McChrystal firing. I realize that Stan da Man is a murderer, a hired thug and actively participated in the coverup of the murder ot Pat Tillman (if not carrying out the command of the assassination of the man who would prove to be a very embarassing voice against the wars were he allowed to return home) for which he should have been busted down to buck private and sent to Leavenworth over, however, the entire uproar over the Rolling Stone piece has a funny smell to it. Notice how nearly all of the establishment pundits and assorted press plants, mockingbirds and highly paid propagandist shithacks were universally down with it, it was something much more serious than mocking the morons running the war, including Joe “Bite Me” Biden, Bibi’s personal footstool. McChrystal’s guys were pretty much spot on from what I read but the most serious transgressions would appear to be that McChrystal had dialed down the rules of engagement in order to keep the civilian death toll down. Not popular with our trigger happy little green ‘heroes’ who want blood, most specifically the blood of Muslims given the presence of so many murderous ‘Christian’ fascist fanatics in the U.S. military to fight the new crusades. I seem to recall from back when I was running with the phonies on the ‘left’ that there was a lot of weeping and gnashing of the teeth tht General McChrystal was GASP an ascetic zealot but it would seem like the Rolling Stone article blows that little piece of agitprop away as so much horseshit, were he an ascetic he wouldn’t be getting fucking shitfaced drunk and then cutting loose in the presence of a reporter who was not on the official dole. According to some sources he banned FOX News from his headquarters, a cardinal sin for the drooling war freak neocons and according to another story was a flaming librul [sic] who was tolerant towards gays. McChrystal also criticized the use of mercenaries, a big no-no in the third term of the Bush administration, especially when Blackwater/Xe just scored a big contract to conduct their unaccountable black ops duties in Afghanistan. It would seem like all of this would already had the general on the shitlist but the unspeakable blasphemy that the war was lost is what I truly suspect ultimately did him in. McChrystal was on record as referring to the territory of Marjah as a “bleeding ulcer”, eerily similar to remarks made by former Soviet leader Mikhail Gorbachev who called Afghanistan a “bleeding wound” as it became increasingly apparent that it was sticking a fork in the ass of his Empire.
ENTER GENERAL WINSTON WOLF
Are we any smarter than the Russians who never recovered from their disastrous Afghan misadventures? It would seem not with Obushma now having to turn to the sainted General David Petraeus to engineer a similar propaganda campaign to the now famous SURGE that turned the Iraq debacle from chicken shit into chicken salad in the eyes of the chronically misinformend and celebrity infatuated American sheeple. We may not be any smarter but thanks to the cancer that is American Capitalism we sure as fuck are more greedy than those damned godless Commies were. Not only has a recent New York Times ‘scoop’ revealed that the hills of Afghanistan are just filled with trillions of dollars of untapped mineral resources that the unscrupulous pigs who have stripmined the industrial capacity of America and eliminated countless millioins of jobs through labor arbitrage to third world shitholes but there is always the hidden agenda of the opium crops. Anyone who is at least somewhat competent in geopolitics fully knows that the U.S. of A has long been involved in the international narcotics trade. The Wall Street banks especially love drug profits and there is no way of being to accurately estimate the amount of drug money that is laundered through the same fiend-filled shithouses that the Obama administration just bailed out with trillions in U.S. taxpayer dollars that could have been better utilized in creating jobs for the poor schmucks at the bottom of the trickle-down economics outhouse hole but it is a lot. I will save that ugly, convoluted, dangerous and sordid tale for a future time but suffice it to say, the laundering of drug money through the big banks during the recent collapse in the massive ponzi scheme saved the bacon of the banksters. So Petraeus is now sent to Afghanistan, has already gone on record as saying that he is going to change the rules of engagement in order to allow for the implementation of the “kill em all and let God sort ’em out” American style of combat which will allow him to retain his media created heroic image and stick the final dagger into the back of the pathetically overmatched Obama in the process. Perhaps even wrapping it all up to return to glory and worship back here in Der Heimat in time to run against the Pope of Hope in 2012. The neocons are betting on it already, the Republicans already having ridden the co-opted Tea Party lightning to the point where the exoskeleton will be shed leaving the racist maggots to tear each other to shreds and for the leader of the New American Century to emergy like a chrysalis from the cocoon. Pat Buchanan’s recent post The Prisoner of General Petraeus hits it out of the park.
IS THIS A GREAT COUNTRY OR WHAT?
But enough about the lost war in Afghanistan, we here in between the shining seas have other wars to worry about that have more urgency. I primarily refer to the lopsided class war during which the state uses the full power of the militarized police to ensure that the upwardly redistribution of wealth continues. The ballyhooed Wall Street/Financial Reform bill is nothing more than a rotten, rigged and borderline criminal defense of the big banks whose Gordon Gekko worship and chronic gambler mentality have effecively nuked the entire global economy. What will remain of this travesty by the time that the bumbling boob Obama finally signs it will be the proverbial band aid on the sucking chest wound. The derivatives casinos will continue to hum along, there will be only the illusion of any sort of change that helps the average peasants and the stage is being set for the last catastrophic economic blowup of all time. The next one will be where the pigs retreat into their stocked and heavily fortified compounds, install a buffer zone of militarized police and private security thugs and then let the poor dumb bastard rabble rip each other’s throats out in what will be something of a cross between The Road Warrior and the savage battle for the last can of Milwaukee’s Best at a teabagger July 4th bund rally. The end is coming people and you all would do best to prepare yourselves for it by stocking up with canned food, water, batteries and guns with plenty of ammo. You are going to need to hunker down and try to survive while the less prepared are out beating each other into pulp with whatever they can find to use as a bludgeon. Do you really think that the average American asshole is cognizant enough of anything on any sort of a level where they are able to comprehend the implications of a Malthusian level catastrophe? Shit, during my time away from blogging the primary topics of conversation and news coverage all were about the exhuming and raping the corpse of poor Natalee Holloway with the story of some Dutch degenerate named Joran Van Der Sloot. It’s what works here in Murka, keep the monkeys fascinated with these idiotic lurid scandals while the entire fucking world collapses. Next up, Van Der Sloot will be trotted out on CNN, FOX and MSNBC as the latest suspect in the long-running Jon Benet Ramsey child murder case…that is if the shameless sequel to the great Clinton blowjob inquisitions involving the alleged semen stains of Al Gore doesn’t swallow them whole. So take my advice, these stupid bitches and bastards likely don’t have enough food in their refrigerators to get them through half a week let alone a prolonged collapse in the social structure. Food, Guns and Ammo….you will thank me for this advice one day.
RULE #1: THINGS CAN ALWAYS GET WORSE
Lastly, since I have already been rambling on extensively today I will keep it short I am going to keep with the cheery news in that the speed of the collapse could be escalated. I speak of the colossal environmental disaster in the Gulf of Mexico courtesy of British Petroleum with a big assist to our corrupt American style of Capitalism that continues to worsen by the day. There is really no accurate way to assess the magnitude of this catastrophe, the media is only being given bits and pieces of the bad news – not that the suckers of the corporate and government elite would bother to report the fucking truth anyway. This is going to be a long term, life-altering event and there has been little to no mention of what is going to happen when one or two hurricanes roar into the gulf, pick up all of the toxic goo and deliver it inlands with 120 + mph winds and a massive storm surge. Think that New Orleans was devastated by Hurricane Katrina (ok, it was the chronic inability of anyone to build a modern levee system that magnified the damage) just wait until a heavily populated area is not only torn to bits by a savage storm but all of the property, vegetation, roads and other infrastructure, personal property, vehicles and animals wake up covered in oil sludge and deadly chemicals. That is coming and that is what the government is NOT telling anybody about. I don’t blame this all on Obama though, the gutting of the environmental protections began long before he found himself enscsonced upon the throne. Sure he has dicked aroud by coddling the corporations and his decision to not only retain corrupt officials (see Tim Dickinson’s great Rolling Stone article The Spill, The Scandal and the President) and playing nice with BP, probably due to the fact that they are a huge supplier of fuel to the Imperial U.S. military but at least he isn’t practically sucking the cocks of BP executives like the fascist Republican assholes in Congress are doing, retrograde goons the likes of Joe Barton of Texas (where else?) but it is still another massive fuckup on his watch.
JESUS LOVES YOU BUT EVERYONE ELSE THINKS YOU’RE AN ASSHOLE
So what now? I seriously considered wallking away from all of this shit forever for a good while because as I mentioned once before there is a chronic inability in America to hear the truth. The whole shittin’ shebang is all going to collapse anyway no matter what I do. I am pushing 50 now and given my lifestyle over the years have at best and realistically (optimistically too) around 25-30 years left on planet shit. I have no kids so I really don’t give a rat’s ass about anything other than getting out of here before the worst hits, just run out the clock you know. But I just can’t, damned as I may try to just stop caring, not that I am any great lover of humanity or anything, truthfully, I really dislike most people, they are stupid, selfish, mean-spirited and vain, they are believers in the most ridiculous things. Things like serious change, peace and justice in our time, that America is a great nation, exceptional and unlike every other empire in history that murdered, enslaved, pillaged and stole the resources of those of lesser strength, superstitious hogwash like the bible and worst of all faith in the wondrous economic system that is American Capitalism. I do not suffer fools kindly and Christ knows that I am seriously outnumbered by them. A grim sort of resignation is what I have and a serious case of revulsion and outright contempt for the majority of Americans. I can proudly say that I am ashamed to be an American so all of the flag swaddled, Becked up fucksticks can go out and gorge themselves on potato salad and patriotic nonsense this weekend, they deserve each other.
In closing I would like to bring attention to a man who is a modern day prophet, a writer extraordinaire and who has more compassion and wisdom in his little toenail than any randomly chosen 5 tons of junk food fed, obese and terminally fucked Americans. I speak of the great Joe Bageant and his tour de force essay that he just published entitled Live From Planet Norte. This is essential reading to all of use who are awake and aware. It has a poetic quality to it as does most of Joe’s stuff but it’s the closing that nails it and I will excerpt a short piece of the essay here – however do yourselves a favor and go read it at Joe’s place, and his other stuff too, it will help you make some sense out of all of this.
Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream
Informed and globally conscious people are sickened, heartbroken by the spectral truth. But to use the same Neal Cassady quote for the second time this year: “To have seen a specter is not everything.”
In fact, it even has a good side. Transformation. Once you honestly accept what you have seen, you are changed, released from the previous stress and fear. Like so many feared experiences, it is its own psychodynamic, and is about “coming out the other side” of the experience. Accepting such a truth — especially for pathologically optimistic, cheer stressed Americans — shatters many painfully held illusions. The chief one is that we are the animating force behind all significant change, and that the massive damage we do is “progress”). In their place grows a new inner awareness. Although it does not conform to any popular definition as such, the easiest way to describe it is “spiritual,” Who in these times, you may ask, believes in the spirit as an animating force of mankind? My answer is: Those who can be still enough to see that spirit moving.
With it comes the awareness and acceptance of forces far more powerful than our puny anthropocentric illusions of planetary authority. We can arrive at this understanding by way of thinking, logic and reason. The mind is a cumbersome and inefficient way to go about escaping traps you build with your mind, but yes, it can be done. Most educated people in this science worshipping age prefer the convoluted path of logic and rational exercise, over calmly opening one’s eyes and heart to the world before us, as wiser men have done for thousands of years.
There is more worthwhile in those two and a half paragraphs than others can write in volumes. You go Joe!
This is Ed Encho, signing off for now. I’ll be back soon with more.
Never underestimate the power of human stupidity.
-Robert A. Heinlein
One of the major reasons for my recent decision to retire from blogging is that I just became fed up with the ugly and unavoidable truth that we are living in a real life version of the movie Idiocracy. It’s not that this is any sort of a big surprise or anything it’s just how all-encompassing that it has become since the election of President Barack Obama. The mass delusion extends from both the ‘left’ or more appropriately the silly-assed utopians and thin-skinned political correctness Nazis that now comprise it as well as the ever more bizarre, ridiculous and living in a different fucking universe altogether teabaggers. In this time of horrendous woe, with the sheen finally coming off of the Green Shoots propaganda blitz that along with bogus bank stress tests, the elimination of the mark-to-market accounting rules that allowed the Wall Street criminals to value their asswipe derivatives at whatever the fuck they decided was necessary to keep the bonuses coming it is increasingly obvious that the only CHANGE since the Obama era began is that we as Americans have become even stupider than ever before.
Not only is the childish belief that the disemboweled economy is getting better being exposed as total bullshit in the aftermath of Friday’s catastrophic 3 % plunge in the DJIA (Dick Jammed In Ass) but the lies of B.P. and the corporate rats in the Obama administration about the environmental catastrophe that is the massive oil leak in the Gulf of Mexico (DRILL BABY DRILL!) that this biosphere destroying example of good old stick it to you American Capitalism being under control are just becoming a bit too audacious for all but the most delusional O-Bot to buy. The birds are coming home to roost my friends, and they will be coated in plenty of oil as they reach the shores of the Gulf states. Especially devastated will be the diseased penis of America better known as the state of Florida, I find it deliciously ironic that the GOP have decided to hold their 2012 convention in Tampa. By then the local beaches should be covered in oil, of course that won’t stop their diseased and wretched local teaparty activists from showing up by the thousands in acoration of that filthy little salsa-dipped Nazi prick Marco Rubio, the Joan of Arc of the bats in the belfry bible-thumping hockey moms (or Grizzlies or whatever the fuck it is this week) as well as the prophet of modern times that is Glenn Beck. The GOP high-rollers may not get the beach time but it is a goddamned written-in-stone guarantee that the bare pussy bars on Dale Mabry Hwy will be doing record business and the local hookers are already deliirious at the prospect of the family values crowd rolling into town. Hell, there is probably going to be a surge in underground lesbian bondage bars opening in anticipation of Michael Steele and his pigboys alone descending enmasse with RNC credit cards.
All of this though is immaterial, the good old U.S. of A is a failed state, so corrupted and broken and populated by the rankest of swine has our entire political process become that it’s only a matter of months until we at least unofficially become a banana republic. The news just keeps getting worse, the police state keeps expanding its powers and the corporate media is doing it’s bought and paid for duty in digging up the good old Natalee Holloway again to trot out for the masses of asses, of course this corpse-humping is no less dispicable than the typical spinning of the latest Israeli human rights atrocities, like murder in cold blood of those activists on the Gaza aid flotilla earlier in the week. Dogs bark, birds fly, pigs wallow in shit and the mainstream media lies – it is what they are supposed to do. They are today trumpeting the arrest of the latest “jihadists” The sanctioning of the criminal activities of the New Hitler Bibi Netanyahu’s genocidal regime by beloved neocon stooges like the insidious Washington Post propagandist Charles Krauthammer whose standard Jew baiting has reached the level of parody with his latest malodorous piece of garbage entitled Those Troublesome Jews are pumping out loads of horseshit at even a faster volume than the ruptured pipe from the Deepwater Horizon is spewing black death. It’s going to continue too as the recalcitrant Netanyahu reportedly now has maniacally stationed Israeli nuclear subs off the coast of Iran and like the real Hitler in those dark and final days down in the bunker before he popped cyanide and fellated his Walther PPK is a man with nothing left to lose…only Hitler didn’t have nukes and Bibi does. The Rapture is coming you morons but you are just going to be incinerated with the rest of us heathens while God laughs his jolly white ass off at all of you buffoons.
Jesus Fucking Christ, where was I?
Oh, back to the topic of useful idiots. We have been dealt a staggering loss in the war against stupidity in this pathetic shell of a country and we aren’t coming back. That much is a certainty. Just for the sheer hell of it I dropped by one of my old haunts back before I became convinced that much of the ‘left’ was as deranged and loopy as their more openly fascist right-wing counterparts and wandered into a pitiful defense of the moral coward Buddy Dharma’s jackbooted Daily Kos style of censorship over ANY discussion of the blatant inhumanity of the Israeli rogue state. I figured what the fuck and just let it all rip since the place is below anyone with any semblance of either dignity or a functional thought process to begin with. My very troublesome (but pragmatic) suggestion to threaten to nuke Tel Aviv to initiate a massive uprising against the Netanyahu-Lieberman government before they succeed in starting World War III was flushed down the memory hole within 30 seconds with Kosian efficiency. From that point on I just trashed that filthy overrated sleazeball Buddy and his minions until my account was terminated (it took about three minutes total) once and for all. The point of this is that the ‘left’ or the sorry remnants of what was once a strong, economically moral, pro-America and pro-labor movement is as responsible for the state of terminal rot that this country is now entrapped in as any of the idiot teabaggers (who I will get to in a minute). What passes for triumph with these people are the small victories, like mobilizing to fight for the revocation of the prejudicial “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy about gays serving in the military. Trust me idiots, this would NEVER be revoked if the military didn’t desperately need more cannon fodder for the great Obama’s Afghanistan crusade. The ‘left’ also finds it a huge victory when MSNBC corporate shill Rachel Maddow can successfully bait an abject moron like Rand Paul into making an asinine statement about the Civil Rights Act on cable television and then the DNC talking points can make hay out of yet another strawman. Incidentally, while I have often defended Ron Paul for his principles (many other things I am in serious disagreement on) I have no illusions that his son is anything other than a slightly more articulate version of George W. Bush. So really, while the useful idiots on the ‘left’ drive me to teeth-grinding frustration how can I really just walk away and let the worst of them continue to do their parts to administer the final fucking of America?
The answer is that I can’t….and so I am back.
In an attempt to make some sort of sense out of my disillusionment, a few months ago I signed up to receive emails and to post on our local Tea Party Meetup. It was my naïve hope that at least some of these people could be reached, that they could be peeled away from the shrieking berserkers, the dregs of our doomed society and the unrepentant bigots. What can I say? I was badly mistaken. In the beginning I actually had some hope as one of their honcho organizers was a local neurosurgeon who had run afoul of the press with his circulation of the infamous Obama witch-doctor cartoon (definitely racist) had sent me an email. I suspect that it was inadvertently a response to his email list that was captured when I had previously sent him a rant calling him out as a right-wing Nazi. He was actually a very nice guy and we exchanged emails for awhile discussing the sort of serious philosophical issues such as collectivism versus individualism that are lost on the average teabagger who couldn’t find his or her own ass without directions from Glenn Fucking Beck. The Doc was decent enough to me and was grateful for my respect so I figured that I’d see what the rest of them were like. After all, could I really judge the actions of an entire group based on the actions of the most vile of them? There had to be real people there whose shared frustrations could be reasoned with into some sort of a rational attempt to bring about systemic change.
I was at first welcomed and the administrator (a very nice lady) said that they could learn from me. After a while though it was obvious that this was no grass roots movement pissed off at the government but rather a fully owned subsidiary of the Republican party.
Get a load of some of these post titles and content:
New Meetup: National Day of Prayer
601 N Old Coachman Rd
Clearwater, FL 33755
The 58th Annual National Day of Prayer (NDP) will be held May 6th at 7 p.m. at Brighthouse Field in Clearwater. In cities all around the country, people will gather to pray to God for the healing our great nation and the well-being of those that lead it.
Prayer has always been used in this country for guidance, protection and strength–even before we were a nation or a handful of colonies. The Pilgrims at Plymouth relied on prayer during their first and darkest winter.
In 1775, the Continental Congress designated a time for prayer to ask God’s intercession in forming a new nation. In our founding fathers’ eyes, our recently-created nation and freedoms were a direct gift from God. And being a gift from God, there was only one way to insure protection–through prayer.
In 1863, President Abraham Lincoln officially called for prayer in the midst of a crisis that was dividing our nation. It was his belief that, “it is the duty of nations as well as men, to owe their dependence upon the overruling power of God.”
As American troops stormed the beaches of Normandy in 1944, President Franklin Roosevelt called for our nation to unite in prayer. He also offered a prayer to prepare each citizen for the road ahead. “Let our hearts be stout, to wait out the long travail, to bear sorrows that may come, to impart our courage unto our sons wheresoever they may be. And, O Lord, give us faith. Give us faith in Thee.”
In 1952 President Harry S. Truman officially established an annual event by an act of Congress, and the National Day of Prayer was signed into law.
President Ronald Reagan amended the law in 1988, designating the first Thursday of May each year as the official NDP.
Historically, the most visible gathering of the NDP is held at our nation’s Capitol in Washington, D.C. The executive, legislative and judicial branches of government have been represented, along with the military. Unfortunately, this American tradition is yet another that Mr. Obama has chosen to ‘opt out’ of.
Mrs. Shirley Dobson, NDP chairman, reminds us: “We have lost many of our freedoms in America because we have been asleep. I feel if we do not become involved and support the annual National Day of Prayer, we could end up forfeiting this freedom, too.” How prophetic of her — just today (April 15) a federal judge in Wisconsin ruled the NDP unconstitutional, saying the government “cannot call for religious action”. Please join us to pray for our nation, while we are still allowed to do so!
So much for the Constitution lovin’ folks respect for the separation of church and state.The Jesus Nazis were there as well as the standard Republicans picking the low-hanging fruit. And if people are so fucking stupid to believe all of that Dobson Inc. hogwash about the Christian founders then any sort of association with them at all was going to be an exercise in stifling the gag reflex.
Here are more:
New Meetup: Marco Rubio & Mitt Romney (with this gruesome twosome any of that crap about a restoration of honest government is discredited)
New Meetup: Ladies Only – LOCK, LOAD, EAT (a bunch of sexually frustrated white old bats with guns and an infatuation with Sarah Palin.)
New Meetup: Flaunt the Flag Day (what would any gathering of right-wingers be without the inevitable flag worship, brings to mind Weimar Germany. Now as to the flag worship you do have to at least respect it and not use it to wipe your ass or burn it like so many of the hippie, Commie losers on the other side are prone to do. To quote the great Saul Alinsky who got it:
Even the most elementary grasp of the fundamental idea that one communicates within the experience of his audiende – and gives full respect to the other’s values – would have ruled out attacks on the American flag. The repsonsible organizer would have known that it is the establishment that has betrayed the flag while the flag, itself, remains the glorious symbol of America’s hopes and aspirations, and he would have conveyed this message to his audience.
It’s no wonder that Rules for Radicals by Alinsky is enjoying a resurgence of sales but to the Tea Partiers and NOT to the flag-burning pinkos on the fake left.
The place was pretty much a trolling ground for Republicans as every Tom, Dick and Marco was heralded as the second coming to these people. Finally, I had enough and I posted a scathing diatribe of how these self-proclaimed patriots were being hornswoggled by the same old crooks and that they were only being duped into thinking that it was the nasty black man in the White House who was taking over their country.
The response from the administrator was surprising, it was actually quite fragile considering the virulent nature of the Beckers and Palinazis and it certainly was more friendly than the champagne socialists and cruise missile liberators of oppressed women over at Docudharma.
I can’t write as beautifully as you but I think I can get my message across. We agree 100% with you that BOTH parties are responsible for the disasterous situation our country is in. Actually, I blame the Rep even more because I expect it from the Dems but truly didn’t from the Reps. 51% of this group are Democrats and Independents. I, like many others, are registered Rep. However, we are encouraging ALL members that are Independents to register as something so that they can vote in the
Primary. Have you gone to any of the PCREC meetings? You may find that a good place to discuss your opinions.
Ed, we are truly grassroots. We volunteer every spare minute we have from our jobs to run this group. We probably do a ton of things wrong but by God, we try so hard. When I think back to one year ago when, unfortunately, most of us were watching TV and shopping and I look at us now, I am so very proud. America is waking up. Hopefully, it is not too late. I have friends who think I am crazy. These are friends I have had for 50 plus years. They are STILL clueless. And when I try to talk to them, it falls on not only deaf ears, but they laugh at me. I feel closer to the people I have met this last year than I do to all of my old friends. Not all are awake yet. And some will never awaken. But, with people like you, we have a shot. Please recognize that the Tea Party/9.12 people are passionate, God fearing/loving individuals who are trying with every once in them to make a difference. We may not all be as bright as you but I guarantee we love our Country as much as you. Be patient. Let us all do our jobs. We can and we will make a difference. What we don’t need is to be put down by those people who are basically on the same side as us, just go about it in a different way.
I hope we can remain friends. I told you when you signed on that I thought we could learn a thing or two from you. I still believe that. But you can’t knock us down and then expect us to not fight back. That is no longer in our nature. Stick with us – calmly and respecfully tell us your thoughts and I think you just might be interested in what the members reactions might be. They may disagree with some of what you have to say but done correctly, we will learn from each other. Making them angry right off the bat will accomplish nothing.
Now this is a nice lady although misguided and my diatribe was obviously hurtful. She doesnt’ seem to post much over there having ceded the duties some real GOP cheerleader who has no shame in pimping the rotten party line to all of the hateful lemmings, dupes and just poor fucked over people with no other outlet for their frustrations. I did find some humor when some guy used his “WE THE PEOPLE” moniker to advertise for his local business and was castigated by the admins. Strange view for a collection of people whose sole goal in life is to sell Glenn Beck’s ghostwritten drivel in order to make him millions and to ensure that principled reformers like Marco Rubio and Bill McCollum can rise to power in order to preserve the tax breaks on yachts in Florida while pissing all over the poor slobs who are doing the legwork for them.
Sigh, that is just the way it is in America anymore. Is it any wonder that even one as stout as I can become disillusioned and just run away from the Brawndo vat as quickly as my legs can carry me?
Back in action my friends.
Just my two cents
Another day in the kingdom of fear, the land of the lemmings and the trap continues to close, largely unnoticed by the too busy to care inhabitants. The average American attention span these days is something short of that of a gnat and there is always more celebrity to suckle, tainted sports heroes to cheer upon and reality television shows through which one can live vicariously. If ignorance, as has been said is truly bliss then the population of Der Heimat are the most blissful bitches and bastards on the planet – just like the cattle milling about at the entrance to the steel chute. In playing their true role as guardians against democracy, the pocket media mockingbirds are in full-throated roar as they in unison electronically bludgeon the American sheeple into a quivering pulp over the latest and greatest terror attack that wasn’t.
The thing that both horrifies and amazes me is just how easily that the Obama administration has co-opted the rhetoric of the Bushreich in ratcheting up the dread and feeding the panic monster. Faisal Shahzad, the latest addition to the 21st century pantheon of non-Christian bogeymen is being portrayed as a sinister deep cover saboteur, another tentacle of the global Islamic hydra that hates us for our way of life (as if being mean, obese, willfully ignorant debt slaves electronically lobotomized by our beloved televisions is anything to fight to preserve) and sweet Jesus we were lucky that the amateurish car bomb in Times Square didn’t detonate. Of course this is just more of the same bullshit that has been mainlined into our national carcass like the sweet spike of a heroin fix of fear since the day that the American Reichstag fire, that holiest of holy days that was September 11, 2001 punched our national ticket towards our rendezvous with destiny and the stamp of infamy that will only be fully appreciated with history.
This guy was a boob, a bumbler, a piker and a loser. He was just another underwear or shoe bomber, a phony threat of what could have been were there actual terrorists that serves as grist for the propaganda mills that ensure that the two minute hate remains a truly American institution. Hell, just the construction of the bomb should tell any halfway astute inhabitant of this childlike alternate universe that this is another manufactured incident. Any serious terrorist posessing a semblance of skill and integrety would have packed that fucking vehicle with semtex or some other military grade explosive, hundreds of pounds of poison-dipped nails, nuts and screws for shrapnel and a maximum casualty count and used a real detonator instead of some cheap shit made in China alarm clock bought off the shelf at the local Wal-Mart. But that of course is lost on the schmucks, too much television, too many episodes of ass-kickin’ Jack Bauer or whatever other paranoid, paramilitary propaganda piece designed to ensure that the suspension of disbelief kicks in whenever one of these incidents crop up. Remember the idiots who were allegedly going to storm Fort Dix and kill all of our precious green army men? The ones who were going to gain access masquerading as pizza deliverymen and then take on hundreds of heavily armed trained soldiers on their own turf? Or there were the Miami morons who were allegedly planning to blow up the Sears Tower in Chicago, of course the pertinent fact that they were borderline retards whose gross incompetence was only surpassed by the Bush propagandists need to convince the rubes that there were al CIAda sleeper cells everywhere and by god they could be next door to you! Look at Shahzad, his neighbors reported that he didn’t like sunlight…whooooooo, now that is spooky or what? If that is what it takes to be tabbed as an international terrorist in Murka then we are all more fucked than even the most paranoid fraidy cat could ever imagine.
The aftermath of the failed Times Square bombing is predictable, the Palinazis will have yet another one of them damned dirty Muslims to trot out as evidence of the great war of civilizations, more reason to force them all to convert to Christianity or kill them as one of Palin’s dim-witted demagogic predecessors once put it. There will be an increased drive to further implement fascist police state laws and sell more of those wonderful naked body scanners to the government and in keeping with tradition in the land of the cowardly, stick taxpayers with the bill for building their own systems of oppression and slavery which they will inevitably be controlled by. There is already the cacophony of ginned up righteous indignation by Republicans in braying for a military tribunal for Shahzad as well as greasing the rails for the McCain-Lieberman Hitlerian masterpiece that is the Enemy Belligerent Act. Oh, and Bibi is clicking his heels today because the attack on Iran, the wettest of wet dreams of the Zionist genocide machine is a bit more likely…just give the William Kristol propaganda shops ample time to find a link to the devil Ahmadinejad that can be propelled into the national consciousness via the FOX echo chamber by Glenn Beck’s golden tonsils. The xenophobic idiots already richly intoxicated by Arizona’s new diktat to put down those dirty Meskins will be shrieking anew for Barack Obama’s birth certificate, if nothing else the moron minority is very predictable. During my recent hiatus I have studied my local version of the tea party group and have found a very interesting fragility mixed in with the woeful ignorance and garden variety racism but that will have to be a story for another time. Let’s just say that the people that I found were more fragile than formidable.
Now of course in getting back to the media spin cycle there is always the jabbering jackass that is the beloved sound byte spewing weapon of mass deception that is John McCain. Fresh off of his spirited defense of allowing neo-fascist goons like Sheriff Joe Arpaio to harass and bully brown skinned American citizens of Hispanic heritage the man is in rare form – Again. Maverick McCain was blowing geysers of mud into his grampers when he denounced the standard American legal requirement of the reading of the Miranda rights to Shahzad. The old bastard was practically hyperventilating in an exhibition of animation rarely seen from a walking corpse, it was his most exciting pronouncement since he sang songs for Charlie for a room upgrade at the Hanoi Hilton or more recently practically performing cunnilingus on Sarah Palin during an unnofficial public Klan rally. All of the Republican Nazis are jumping onboard this beast and it’s only gonna get worse as the oppo researchers are able to unearth fallacious leads tying the Times Square dufus to the great Islamofascist conspiracy.
And of course in these sorry assed days of imperial decline there is the always reliable asshat on call that is Newton Leroy “Newt” Gingrich (born Newton Leroy McPherson) who has been an active fifth columnist both in front of the cameras and behind the scenes. Gingrich, his snakelike skin as shiny as a freshly stuffed link of shit sausage continues to act as chief mouthpiece for the neocons. His ludicrous tirades denouncing Obama as a secular socialist are so ridiculous that only the teabaggers could believe them. Long a tool of the neocons and their PNAC/Clean Break doctrine for global dominance as well as one of the most vile political figures EVER produced by the American system Gingrich is pulling out every dirty trick, lie and preposterous piece of folderol from his lard-assed academic carcass. The plan to destroy Obama by using the teabaggers as shock troops to take down the loathsomely inadequate health care reform in a variation of what he was able to do to the Clintons back in 94 went up like a flaming bag of dogshit in his meaty paws and as for DRILL BABY DRILL…with a looming environmental catastrophe heading right for the U.S. gulf coast well, that hasn’t turned out too well either for the philandering little fascist dwarf. The natives are getting restive here in the diseased penis of America more formally known as the state of Florida as millions of gallons of oil are heading directly towards the beaches and will be the final nail in the state’s economic coffin after the real estate bubble collapse and the nightmare of Jeb Bush’s crony capitalist privatization scams, now the tourism industry is soon going to go bye bye everywhere outside of the land of the mouse in the time share capital of America Orlando or the still to be built holy shrine to Tim Tebow.
Gingrich will surely be chiming in with his declarations of treasonous atheist commies like Obama and his ilk turning the country over to the ‘terrorists’ despite the fact that they are so fucking incompetent that they couldn’t blow their noses much less bombs that go off as advertised. One thing is for certain though, the line at the all you can eat bullshit buffet will be long, white and moving rapidly through the turnstiles towards the Kool Aid vats.
Just my two cents
All you zombies hide your faces
All you people in the street
All you sittin’ in high places
The pieces gonna fall on you
Anyway, Ed Encho has received those dirty little notices from his own credit cards and has been in the process of spending like a drunken sailor on the first Friday in a new port. Not that I am one to hit the doorbuster sales, especially after last year’s bloody Black Friday Wal Mart mosh pit, quite honestly I don’t care about the deals nor the unwashed rabble who will be engaged in mortal combat in the aisles like something out of that $12.99 Braveheart Blu Ray. My mind is made up that all of the shit’s going to end up in bankruptcy court next year anyway (at least in my case) so it’s time to finish building the library, upgrade all of the electronics and lay in enough non-perishable goods, bullets and whiskey for the perfect storm (to borrow a term from the lovely and effervescent Diane G.) that is about to make landfall. I have no intention of paying those rancid cocksuckers (other than the ones who were honest and honored their end of the bargain who I will pay – hint – none of them got the Obama and Bush billions) nor should anyone else, fuck them, I piss down their throats. The joke’s on us folks, meet the new boss same as the old boss and the pigs won again…..at least for now.
For the peasants as you say there are always canned goods, my pantry has been filled up for over a year now and I would advise everyone to do likewise. The one place that you DO NOT want to be is out there fighting for food with the rabble Palinazis and Beckers when the shit really does hit the fan and the economic tsunami makes a direct hit that none of the shills in the corporate media will be able to spin. I would not want to be a dog or cat in an impoverished household this Christmas when the cupboard is bare and the stockings are on freezing feet instead of hung by the chimney with care and the furniture is taking the place of the yule logs in the fireplace to prevent the kiddies from freezing to death.
I have long found Chris Hedges to be a beacon of morality in the belly of the beast that is post 9/11 fascist America. His book War is a Force that Gives Us Meaning is a superbly written, uncompromising look at the horrors of war seen through the eyes of a man who has been there, Hedges served as a war correspondent in some of the most vicious and senseless slaughtering sprees of the late Twentieth Century. His sheer courage in coming out in the early days of the Bushreich and denouncing war during a commencement address at Rockford College when the phony War on Terror was just ramping up during which he was jeered by the audience, his microphone cut off and he was run like a rabid dog from the campus, later his employer, the so-called liberal New York Times stabbed him in the back. Hedges went on to write what I consider to be a definitive expose of the authoritarian Christian Right entitled American Fascists and contributes weekly columns to the fine website Truthdig. As a fan, it was only natural that I would pick up his latest scathing condemnation of the dumb, foul rottenness that is America in terminal decline and while uneven it delivers like a baseball bat to the head. We truly are living in the existential Hell that is the Empire of Illusion.
We are a culture that has been denied, or has passively given up, the linguistic and intellectual tools to cope with complexity, to separate illusion from reality. We have traded the printed word for the gleaming image. Public rhetoric is designed to be comprehensible to a ten-year old child or an adult with a sixth-grade reading level. Most of us speak at this level, are entertained and think at this level. We have transformed our culture into a vast replica of Pinocchio’s Pleasure Island, where boys were lured with the promise of no school and endless fun. They were all, however, turned into donkeys – a symbol, in Italian culture, of ignorance and stupidity.
It’s no small wonder that I am at times accused of being an elitist by many that I know for not giving a rat’s ass what silly babble and games what they participate in. It is really a tragic and sad waste of a mind when people have nothing to talk about that is any more intellectually in depth than what was on television the prior night, who will win the next ridiculous football game or wring their hands over manufactured McNews stories like the boy and the balloon but this is what people find important. Try to invoke any serious real issues and one gets the thousand yard stare, a few moments of awkward silence and then the mental loop restarts and the ‘conversation’ returns to what was on television, shit, I know some people who are so fucked up that they even talk about the commercials. I happen to have at one time worked with a clique that idolized Jared Fogel, the pitchman for Subway who became the avatar of the American obsession with weight loss to look like the false idealized images that they see on TV. Fogel is the former scale busting mammoth who lost hundreds of pounds allegedly by eating nothing but Subway sandwiches while in college. As with all urban myths the legend of Jared is comprised of far more bullshit and outright chicanery than it is of serious truths. One who has become a walking talking Subway robot by spreading the gospel of Jared is one of the sheeple who is in the final stages of the consumer capitalist evolution and should be cryogenically frozed until the day that human cloning is perfected and the corporations can truly become Gods of creation.
What is not mentioned in the constant advertising featuring the bespectacled yuppie wonder boy in his post-flubber days is that his successful weight loss formula was more the result of a drastic reduction in daily calorie consumption as well as regular exercise than from gobbling turkey sandwiches and peddling Subway’s snake oil. In fact if you go to Subway’s website you will notice the preponderance of disclaimers on every Jared related page. That Fogel is a nationally recognized pseudo celebrity (he still shows up on NFL postgame shows) is no surprise, especially when you see the orgy of adulation over the contestants of American Idol or Survivor or some other crapfest who are made into examples that in America, anyone, no matter how humble, fucked and beset by myriad of woes can become famous and therefore evidence that the system works. Here is an interesting little site that I found on The Cult of Jared that is recommended reading. They want to have their meatball sub and eat it too but the truth is that Fogel could have lost the weight eating at Taco Bell, McDonalds or Popeye’s had he undertaken a similar cut in caloric intake and engaged in regular exercise. The Subway diet plan as with all get rich quick schemes or revolutionary weight loss plans are quite simply only chum for flocking suckers the likes of which there is no shortage of in modern day America. Of course the dietary industry which is the modern day equivalent of snake oil and miracle cures peddled by the traveling medicine men of the old West has a vested interested in keeping Americans fat for life, as much as a vested interest as the fast food and restaurant lobby who are not above producing fake ‘trust us we’re experts’ type studies that encourage more gluttony.
But I was talking about feeling like one of the tribe who has been cast out as one who just doesn’t get it, everyone is talking about the Super Bowl commercials, the tripe that is broadcast into their skulls every night when they get home that renders their brains into so much gelatin or whatever else is thrown out as bread and circuses. I am a rarity, an anachronism in this empire of illusion, I openly denounce television and unlike millions, I read books. So if that makes me an elitist in the eyes of the slaves so be it. Shit, as the saying goes in the land of the blind a one eyed man can be king and there is nothing quite like understanding that the USA has become a land of lemmings, wimps, haters, abject morons and regressive right-wing filth that has been nurtured like mushrooms – kept in the dark and fed a steady diet of bullshit. Heretics such as myself fit Mencken’s very definition of the iconoclast:
The Iconoclast proves enough when he proves by his blasphemy that this or that idol is defectively convincing – that at least one visitor to the shrine is left full of doubts.
And as a corporate wage slave I am all too aware that I am a pariah, a leper and the most dangerous and vilified of all – GASP – a pessimist. Far be it from me to check my dignity at the door and take my hit of optimism opium from the pushers who staff the gulag. In less primitive times one who dares to violate the dictates of the workplace positivity police would have their tongue cut out and be cast out into the wilderness. Today one is first mocked and shunned by imbecilic childish co-workers and backbone challenged managers and if the ostracism doesn’t work there is PIP or some other acronym that stands for the corporate form of Dean Wormer’s double secret probation which is the final step before firing and the corporation is able to shaft the ‘malcontent’ when it comes to unemployment (they will keep their dead peasant insurance policies though) and any severance that may have been earned. Corporate America is a cruel and heartless place, a combination of Orwell, Huxley, Machiavelli, Tony Robbins and Dogbert’s Top Secret Management Handbook and the governing ideology of that particular institution is what has fucked the entire country, like the alien black oil in the X Files, it has seeped in and prepared the pod people for the harvest. But more on the quackery of the optimism opium a bit later.
But I digress…..
Hedges’ brilliant and passionate smack down of the desolate wasteland of 21st century America and the pathetic lost souls that inhabit the fucking place only validate my sheer contempt for the masses of asses, the useful idiots and my fellow Murkans. Shit, I really do hate most fucking people, like Daniel Plainview in the classic morality play There Will Be Blood, I find nothing good in them…. at least not anymore since the Reagan years and the demarcation from anything even remotely resembling reality. My faith in the humanity and redemptive qualities of my fellow Americans has long ago left the building and I am fully cognizant that I live in some Bizarro universe where I am one of the dwindling number of holdouts who has not been assimilated by the body snatchers. Fucked is fucked, as an old sage bartender once told me in my borderline petty criminal early years… ”desperation is not pretty”. The book is broken into five long pieces on the power of illusion and the ruinous moral and social consequences of each: celebrity, love, wisdom, happiness and ultimately America, in my opinion the penultimate illusion of them all. I have to say that I was even stunned at the job that he does in this book on exposing the bursting and sweating rancid underbelly of capitalist American culture post 9/11. Hedges critiques the reality television ‘fuck you’ culture of crap like a master coroner performing an autopsy on all that is rotten, vile and viscerally doomed about the media culture that has swallowed us whole.
“We deal in illusions, man. None of it is true. But you people sit there day after day, night after night, all ages, colors, creeds. We’re all you know. You’re beginning to believe the illusions we’re spinning here. You’re beginning to think that the tube is reality and that your own lives are unreal. You do whatever the tube tells you. You dress like the tube. You eat like the tube. You even think like the tube. In God’s name, you people are the real thing, WE are the illusion.”
Let’s face it, anyone who is not intoxicated by the siren song of the Matrix, who is not plugged into the hive and who is fully aware of the downward trajectory of this sorry assed country is fully aware of the power of illusion that is broadcast into nearly every home, the most insidious mind control device in human hisotry is that glass screened electronic god in the living room. A rogue government and the oligarchy that it serves owes their success in colonizing the brains of the lemmings to that pernicious invention and the use of it to erase and reprogram the human mind. Television, at it’s most basic level is a tool of the corporations to advertise, to create a set of artificial needs, false ideals and Aryan American archetypes in order to sell products. People have long since immersed themselves in such imagery to the extent of adapting their own inner workings to include snippets of what they see as television. Hedges first chapter deals with how the culture of celebrity has corrupted the very souls of Americans and he uses the examples of sensationalist, mean-spirited, mental masturbatory droolfests such as professional wrestling, the Jerry Springer Show and it’s imitators and reality television swill as examples of how successful that the dumbing down, the coarsening and the fattening of the sheeple has been.
There can be no serious argument that the average intellect in this country has been in freefall since the advent of television, specifically cable television. It is the opiate of the masses, the tool of the oligarchy and It is a damned certainty that elements within the government immediately realized the mind controlling potential of television just as big business realized that the new medium could be harnessed for advertising and commercial purposes so did the power brokers realize that it could be similarly utilized to manufacture consent, a term coined by Noam Chomsky who like so many others who dare to ask the serious questions are ghettoized into little niches, you will never see Chomsky on the corporate media, the same goes for the great John Pilger and especially Chris Hedges. You won’t see Chris Hedges as a guest on the phony liberal cable network shows, he is too serious and his antiwar credentials are impeccable due to his time spent as a war correspondent, he has seen the carnage, the atrocities. If MSNBC’s hallowed duo of Keith Olbermann and Rachel Maddow would ever seriously address the fascist warfare state then they would by out of their GE owned studios faster than shit through a tin horn.
The coming of the 1980’s, Ronald Reagan (our pre Obama product as president) and emerging technologies that would be able to prolong the mental assault 24/7 the American public slowly began to accept televised illusions as real life, revisionist historical entertainment as fact, the glorification of wealth over all else as attainable and realistic and the myth of Rambo as a realistic personification of American foreign policy. I do not have enough time or space to look at this topic here so as to do it justice. The 1980’s saw the spread of corporate nationalist propaganda delivered over hundreds of channels, each appealing to a particular segmentation of a populace too mired in the pathetic quality of the daily grind of their boring and irrelevant lives. Now whenever they needed a fix, the ability to click the little button on the black remote and to be transported into a different world, a world of escape from the drudgery, a world where they could collectively bond with role models test marketed to appeal to their particular fancies, to be politically socialized by talking heads spewing radical ideologies, unencumbered by the Fairness Doctrine which was repealed under Reagan and which would forever change their way of thinking as well as to demonize what had been the real America prior to January 20 1981. They were given everything and anything in order to keep them tuned in so that the propagandists could keep the stimulation applied, the indoctrination process could continue uninterrupted, the herd could be brought to order and shepherded in directions that were desirable to their masters.
Television in itself is a relatively new invention, having only gained mass exposure in the past half century or so but if you want to approximate a time when the demarcation line between fantasy and reality in American life began to become defined it would definitely be in the early 1980’s with the explosion in the satellite and cable television industries. This is the time that it became possible to pump 100+ channels of violence, filth, fascist political indoctrination, Horatio Alger anyone can get rich quick scheme infomercials, lurid sexual innuendo and whatever other flotsam and jetsam of the human spirit that could be mined for profit into millions of homes throughout the country. The rise of both the radical religious right as well as the rise of the political reactionary right can both be traced to the rise in the availability of cable television and how those movements were able to use the technology to brainwash the masses.
Thus began the dumbing down:
Children became more violent and dysfunctional.
Freak shows like Morton Downey and Springer drew mass audiences while pandering to deviates who would see their sorry lives displayed for public amusement.
Today more people vote on cheese talent shows like American Idol than in most elections.
Television also creates insecurity and mental illness, viewers of too much television are often unable to make the differentiation between fantasy and reality, look at the rise in school shootings and generally deviant violent behavior. They live vicariously through the imagery designed to sell them caricatures of a lifestyle that they in turn believe that must be lived up to in order to be ‘normal’. The barrage of imagery as well as its calculated usage to influence the psyche by those whose craft is manipulation has a devastating effect on Americans. The inability to detach oneself from television worlds breeds violence, insecurity, greed and other such undesirable behavior. This is especially true for children who are very impressionable, there are highly paid marketing firms who specialize in trying to get the products and or ideas of those who pay them seared into the minds of kids from the earliest age possible in order to create lifetime customers. Is this evil? If not outright evil it is certainly devoid of any sort of decent ethical principle but then again isn’t this exactly the sort of deviant behavior that unchecked capitalism is intended to produce?
Will there be a time when television fantasy, physical reality and dreams become indistinguishable to some? Is that time already here? The psychological dependence on television to create identity and loyalty should be a national shame. Generations that have been born into the cable television era have become more violent, more superficial, more unquestioning and most importantly, far dumber than those who were their predecessors.
The rise to power of the evil regime of Hitler was borne on the wings of massive public rallies, fantastic gatherings steeped in the power of nationalism, symbolism, fire, resentment and demagogic ravings of destiny. The most famous of the state sponsored bacchanalia being the 1934 Nuremberg rally, meticulously choreographed and captured on film by Leni Riefenstahl, Triumph of the Will would become the benchmark for all German propaganda. The national madness of the German people can be seen in these rallies and films, the unraveling and descent of a sophisticated society into primal and pure evil was facilitated by them.
With television there is no need for mass rallies, the demagoguery and imagery can be delivered directly into your very own living room. One has only to watch the raving Glenn Beck on FOX and to see the despearate maniacs who take to the streets as he eggs them on, incites them against the great phantom socialist, communist, liberal conspiracy – to borrow from the late, great Molly Ivins – it probably sounded better in its original German.
Porn is about reducing women to corpses. It is about necrophilia. ….The one emotion they are allowed to display is an unquenchable desire to satisfy men, especially if that desire involves the women’s physical and emotional degradation. The lighting in the films is harsh and clinical. Pubic hair is shaved off to give the women the look of young girls or rubber dolls. Porn, which advertises itself as sex, is a bizarre, bleached pantomime of sex. The acts onscreen are beyond human endurance. The scenarios are absurd. The manicured and groomed bodies, the huge artificial breasts, the pouting, oversized lips, the erections that never go down, and the sculpted bodies are unreal. Makeup and production mask blemishes. There are no beads of sweat, no wrinkle lines, no human imperfections. Sex is reduced to a narrow spectrum of sterilized dimensions. It does not include the dank smell of human bodies, the thump of a pulse, taste, breath—or tenderness. Those in the films are puppets, packaged female commodities. They have no honest emotions, are devoid of authentic human beauty and resemble plastic. Pornography does not promote sex, if one defines sex as a shared act between two partners. It promotes masturbation. It promotes the solitary auto-arousal that precludes intimacy and love. Pornography is about getting yourself off at someone else’s expense.
The chapter on pornography entitled the Illusion of Love is not one for the squeamish. The descriptions are clinically graphic and hit like a crowbar to the skull. I will never look at porno the same way again after reading this, I am no connoisseur of such stuff and in the days when I did view it on occasion it was extremely tame compared to the sickening, misogynistic sadism that Hedges describes as being the modern porn underworld. It all ties in with the increasing degradation of the society, the dehumanization, the loss of our souls in pursuit of instant gratification, we are on a ship of doomed fools selling postcards of the hanging and any of the fellow passengers could be a flesh eating zombie ready to fuck you up the ass and eat your brain at any moment.
Hedges focuses on the vicious need for the sort of American male that I would say is exemplified in the Becker/Dittohead/Strong Daddy Christian elements on the far right and the need to wreak revenge against the women who have challenged his blessed, God given right for American male superiority per his birthright, the women are the objects of wrath and subjugation, fantasy and role playing, the scapegoats provided by a rapacious blood sucking oligarchy and the virulent fascist damnation that comes with it. I excerpt one of the tamer pieces from this chapter:
The most successful Internet porn sites and films are those that discover new ways to humiliate and inflict cruelty on women. In the Web site Slut Bus, women are lured into a van, offered money for sex, filmed having sex, and then dumped on the side of the road. Money is held out toward the woman as the van pulls away. She is always left without payment. The message is clear. Women are compliant sex machines. They are good only for sex. And they are not worth paying for their services.
“The mission?” the slutbus.com Web site asks. “Pick up the hottest girls we find. And get them to let us fuck them & cum in their pretty little faces while videotaping the whole thing.”
“The fun?” the site goes on. “Treating these slutty bitches like they deserve to be treated … with a slam bam thank ya ma’am & a swift kick in the ass! What? You thought we would actually pay these sluts? Hahahahaha. Think Again!
There is a discussion with a Dr. Z who preaches the wondrous joys of silicone love doll ownership that is freak-a-tude at its finest in which he describes the ‘relationships’ that he has had over the years with love dolls, proudly proclaiming that the top three or four blow jobs he has had in his life were from his dolls. Reading the two and a half pages of amiable dementia spouted by Dr. Z only made me wonder if he will be the next deranged right-wing psychopath who will show up in a Santa Claus suit at his ex-wife’s family’s Christmas party armed to the teeth and with a homemade flamethrower or some other similar human time bomb incident. This is the sordid type of sickness that lies deeply in the tortured psyches of these wretched pieces of human (and I use that term extremely loosely) garbage once you peel back the rantings of Rush. I learned (much to my sick sense of humor) that there is actually a porno movie that came out called Who’s Nailin’ Paylin: Adventures of a Hockey MILF, I am sure that one is a big hit with the Beckers and Dittohead angry white masturbators whose own cocks are milked dry over such perverse rot while their manhood is measured by the inches of the barrels of their beloved guns, their phallic symbols.
Authoritarian right wing Christian freaks seem to be particularly prone to the dirty nasty nekkid sort of stuff in porn, violence, nudity, humiliation and the Rapture only with ATM (ass to mouth action), cannonades of cum shots and of course the humiliation of the woman figure. Is there anything more vile than Christianity, the very concept of Eve being cloned from Adam and then turned out by Satan is the earliest and far most widely acceptable form of misogynist head fuck in history. The domineering male types, like those in the Promise Keepers and other male dominator factions of the filthy fascist minions of Satanic deceit practiced by the overly horny, goat herding false prophets on the right are nothing but seed sprayers, addicted to masturbation and when their torture fuckfest fantasies can’t be fulfilled by their mousy little child bearing wives they are the ones who are predominantly busted trolling the internet for child sex or other acts of brutality and perversion.
The seed sprayers, yeah, I get a kick out of that little moniker that I just made up, there is something I seem to recall from my child days of being read the riot act out of the unholy, everchanging book of doom that decried self pleasure as the spilling of God’s precious seed or something along those lines. Well these fuckers bring to mind that old classic Outer Limits tale, Specimen Unknown and the space plants who were inadvertently brought back to Earth and took the fucking place over by launching their barrages of little seeds, nice metaphor for the ongoing multiplication and takeover of enlightened society by the retrograde morons, closet sadomasochists (remember Rev. Gary Aldridge?) and leering degenerates throughout the land who get a chubby even thinking of dunking prepubescent little girls (or boys for that matter) into the baptism tank and peeking through their undies.
When I was a kid back in Colorado, we were temporarily captured in the little cult of a mid 70’s local Baptist church and their little bus that was sent out to troll for recruits. A youngish, hip dude named Brother Jess ran the place and while the rampant degeneracy that emerged from the Religious Right’s rise to power in the years of Jerry Falwell, Pat Robertson and that very strange Timothy LaHaye whose Council For National Policy preached a militarist gospel that is so bizarrely Israel centric…as in Likudnik genocide fever dreams that it could have been concocted by the fucking Mossad itself.
Brother Jess had shoulder length hair, a bitchin’ blonde haired wife with big boobs and in his house a living room to basement mural of the life of Jesus – hand painted no less but he didn’t seem to be more than a good ole boy juiced on Jesus Juice and just preachin the ole time religion, dunking dozens a week in a baptism tank behind the pulpit that could have accommodated Shamu the fucking whale and ensuring that that collection plate got passed around multiple times during services so that the new temple that was being constructed off the main building could be completed. It wasn’t he who was the problem, it was the other freaks who attended that church….they just creeped me out, it was a horrifying experience at such an early age but a formative one. I will always remember when I was just a tyke in the third or fourth grade and overheard the teacher’s assistant who reeked of some sort of liquor laughing about the kids believing in Santa Claus, as if they were stupid or something but while that was like seeing a beloved idol dipped in and dragged though shit (and the terrible realization that my philandering drunken rat bastard father was REALLY eating the cookies and putting the stuff under the tree but I am rambling. I really got the whole concept about how phony good ole time Christian religion was early on, one day on the bus some dimbulb was leading us in a rousing singing of “you can’t get to Heaven with hippie hair, cause the lord don’t like that mess up there” and standing in front of a glowering figure with hair down to his ass and a wild beard and it sure as fuck wasn’t Ted Nugent.
I certainly must confess some deviate behavior earlier in my own life. From going hog wild in some of the raunchiest whorehouses in Subic Bay when I visited there as a 19 year old in the US Navy to having my toes sucked after they had grenadine poured on them in Louisiana’s famous hipster bar Ruby’s Roadhouse but nothing like the vilest forms of fetishistic, violent, reducing a woman to a vagina fuck object that goes on now. After reading Hedges’ description of the Gonzo porn industry I felt like taking a shower, a very cold one to relieve the sensation that I had been bludgeoned over the head. This is some hard core prose and it’s brutality is like a rolling blitzkrieg but that is his intent. The obscenity is that beatdown, slutmania porno is the flip side of the American obsession with murder, war and the glorification of the carnage, wrapped up in faux heroism that flows from the television sets like a backed up shitter. Abu Ghraib comes to mind and Hedges makes that point. The evolution of the fascist society and the melding of the mass mind with sadosexual kink behavior, Christian hatred and repression found an outlet in military condoned assaults on brown skinned Muslim devils was a root cause of the vile twisted perversity of what went on when a bunch of West Virginia peckerwood hicks were encouraged to get their jollies in Saddam’s rape rooms. Just imagine what will happen when the mobs are given the green light to go and round up the liberals.
In his chapter that covers the Illusion of Happiness, Hedges goes after a favorite villain of mine, the positive thinking hoax that I mentioned earlier on in this essay the positive thinking scam. You know the way the con works, it’s all about enforcing conformity and rooted in the need for the corporate state to build an unquestioning supply of cheap, cowed and easily abused labor that can be drawn upon. It’s a standard truck used by all cults but has really taken off with the osmosis of every aspect of American society with the corporate borg. The one trick that is always used by these people is the old litmus test of ‘is the glass half, empty or half full?’, a meaningless mental trick that allows for those with advanced degrees in basket weaving and finger painting to find employment in the Human Resources departments tasked with eliminating the renegades from the cattle. It is a very old school ruse, this think positively trickery, used in earlier times to give some form of comfort to the poor slaves who worked themselves to death, were savagely whipped, starved and crushed to death by the incompetence of their co-workers as they hauled stones to build immense replicas and monuments to the Pharaohs. There are thousands if not millions of shit shovelers, toilers and the abused who must be made to benefit that one son of a bastard who gets his face on the Sphinx. It was religion then, the hope that a better life in some magical kingdom in the sky awaited if only submission to pain and the worst human injustice and cruelty was tolerated, as the giant talking blimp broadcasts in Blade Runner ‘a new life awaits you in the off world colonies’. It was hogwash then, and it’s even more hogwash now.
I have long stated that I could indirectly trace every rotten thing that has gone so horribly awry in America to the denial and delusion associated with the entire ‘think positively’ confidence game. It only encourages apathy and submissiveness and it was the naïve belief in the market based fraud that is capitalism that has wrecked the global economy, the dogma that what is good for Wall Street is good for America, that the bill would never come due on the little pieces of Satanic plastic credit cards that were maxed out to be like the images on the television. The fraudsters who run the banking system were all too happy to inflate the housing bubble that has devastated this country with neutron bomb style efficiency. The never-ending ATM that was phony home equity fueled the mass illusions as long as the flim flam men could scheme to turn that imaginary mortgage equity into derivatives and bad paper that was ultimately worth as much as low grade toilet paper of the 100 grit quality. And it only continued because the jackasses in this country believed the charlatans like Mad Money Cramer, George W. Bush and Alan Greenspan, the Ayn Rand cultist who ran the Fed and came as close as a human being has ever come to being anointed as God on Earth. Suckers all, they bought into it, did not question it as they should have and in the end were impoverished by it. Oh, and allowed themselves to be conned again into bailing out the same banks, the modern day Pharaohs who reside in the temples of avarice that are Goldman Sachs and JP Morgan Chase. Fools, goddamned fools, sheep and morons and we all have made to suffer because of the childish minds of Pollyanna Murkans skipping down the primrose path to perdition who fell for it all hook, line and sinker.
Which is why it is nice to see the entire myth get a long awaited debunking by Hedges and more importantly by Barbara Ehrenreich who actually will get some play in the mainstream media with her new book Bright-Sided: How the Relentless Promotion of Positive Thinking Has Undermined America. She doesn’t criticize the fascist warfare state when calling out the Jiminy Crickets so perhaps people can finally start to ponder how badly they have been hornswoggled by the positivity pimps. I haven’t read the book yet but I plan on it, I did happen to catch her interview with Amy Goodman on Democracy Now the other day and you should check it out if you haven’t already. Once this mindset has been broken there may be a chance but the zombies are legion, perhaps digging through dumpsters and fighting feral cats and dogs for scraps to feed themselves or standing in food pantry lines with their kids will render them somehow susceptible to reason, somehow I doubt it though.
I am reminded of my days as an outside representative who would make regular visits to a certain high profile national chain of convenience stores. The managers of these stores suffered from some sort of shellshock, they were walking wounded, broken people hounded by micromanaging corporate types, tyrannical district managers who always popped in at unexpected times and harangued by customers. They were psychically damaged material doing a thankless job for a pack of corporate pricks. What I remember in particular was one frumpy manager (looked like a dumpster in pantsuit) who had been transformed as some are by taking Jesus into their hearts. ‘Sally’, not her real name of course had found her proverbial file inside of the jailhouse cake because she had just been recruited into the notorious Amway Inc upon which the DeVos family (which includes Xe/Blackwater’s Erik Prince) built it’s massive fortune. ‘Sally’ backed me into a corner and explained that she would soon be wealthy beyond her wildest dreams, out from under the corporate schmucks who she baked bricks for and that her entire mindset was changed after attending Amway drink the Kool Aid sessions. I remember that she tried to explain the difference as though there were two parallel universes and that she had been able to transcend them…..it was like stepping through The Stargate she told me – everything was right on the other side, it was filled with wonderful positive and successful people and she too was going to leave the drudgery behind and join them. You can sell anything in America but nothing sells like hope, it’s like vails of ‘holy’ water sold in a leper colony, there is a reason that that bombastic shit-eating snake oil salesman Dr. Phil exists as a sort of demigod in Murka.
Ultimately though it’s all bullshit, the get rich schemes, the positivity pod people, the idea of transformation into a capitalist chrysalis and ultimately the corporate system itself. Like the wretched slaves in Plato’s cave allegory Americans have learned to love their bondage. As for me, I have always been a heretic, only now I no longer blame myself for not fitting into their bullshit system, choosing to call it out as what it truly is, fraud of the highest order writ large on stone tablets and given to charismatic Judas Goats like Dr. Phil, Oprah, Tony Robbins and any of the myriad of pitchmen and women to carry down the mountain to deliver to the unwashed masses of asses.
A few years after my conversation with ‘Sally’ over the Stargate, after I had quit my job and moved on to other things I happened to stop by a certain national convenience store for gas. a Big Bite and a Big Gulp and lo and behold there she was, toiling away behind the counter looking as sad, beaten and frumpy as ever with a look on her face like she had a big stinky turd in the inner front pocket of her green smock. The Stargate ultimately led to yet another boulevard of broken dreams as it ALWAYS does in lemming land, P.T. Barnum had it dead right, there IS a sucker born every minute…and they breed like rabbits on hormone supplements here in the home of the slaves.
The New Hammerhead was a perfect cowboy. He was vicious & stupid & ignorant of everything except his own fears and appetites. He beat the mortal shit out of anything that made him uneasy, for any reason at all. The Hammerhead was a perfect warrior. He defended the flag. Any flag. He learned to understand words like “orders” and “patriotism”, but the secret of his success was an animal taste for blood. He thrived on motion. But he was brainless; he had to be aimed.
-Hunter S. Thompson
Finally there is the Illusion of America, anything that Hedges says at this point is pretty much anticlimactic because let’s face it, you and I already understand the depths of the abyss that we are descending into. All in all it’s a pretty bleak assessment of where we are at right now, in a kinky, impoverished, militarist, delusional land of misfit toys and in pissing on the positivity pimps let me tell you one thing – enjoy today, it is going to be the best day of the rest of your life, every subsequent day is going to be incrementally worse as the system continues to rot, the facades are slowly torn away and the raw power of the police state is rolled out in order to protect the oligarchy from the rabble.
The Dow Jones is back over 10,000 again and with it goes the increase in oil and commodities prices, get ready for food prices to climb as well and any astute cynic can tell you that the official unemployment figures are horseshit, they are more likely twice what is announced but our shiny new reality show president has decided to cast his lot with the capitalists. The same swine who wrecked the system are now being given free reign to blow the next big bubble and all with house money. None of the surge in fraud and speculation means jack shit to the real economy, it has had a permanent hole blown in it, much like the USS Arizona and there is no way that fucker isn’t going down just the same way. There are always the illusions, it’s NFL season again so that of course buys some time in terms of distraction but there is a growing ugliness out there that we can all attest to, those with the keener antennae have smelled blood coming for quite some time now.
The anger of the fucked over has been very successfully co-opted by the dark forces of the fascist right and their corporate media. The very disturbing rise of the Beckers, a drooling but exponentially growing pack of know nothings, dead enders and goons who will when the time is right be used by the establishment as protection just like Hitler’s S.A.. They buy books with Beck’s image on the front in some sort of Stasi/fascistic military uniform, whatever it is it isn’t American. Or maybe it is. Maybe the inner Jack Bauer inside the easily manipulated angry army is just a bit closer to coming out now, it is after all a land where militarism is worshipped above all else. The National Football League, that greatest of American capitalist institutions may have in the interests of making more money shunned Rush Limbaugh who is a perfect fit for the fraternity of high rolling white assholes who are the owners, perhaps their stadiums are in their own minds their plantations upon which their “million dollar niggers” to borrow from the dearly departed Nazi sympathizer Marge Schott can frolic to their delight. Engaging in the modern form of gladiatorial combat that so served the Roman elite, how many slaves empowered by smiley faced positive thinking toiled to build that monstrous new stadium of his? A garish monstrosity complete with the world’s biggest television screens, a new coliseum which will soon host the Circus Maximus of them all: The Super Bowl. Matt Taibbi called the nationally televised home opener there “a genuinely terrifying broadcast event of a kind not seen since the premier of The Triumph of the Will. This was a debutante ball for America’s new idiot fascism.” But really, isn’t such outrage expressed by commissioner Roger Goodell over Limbaugh’s virulent racism hypocritical in how the NFL has so successfully become a showcase for American militarism?
Television will feed the basest emotional needs of the busted out freaks, haters and losers but at what point does the fascist right capitalize on the failures of the pathetically impotent Obama administration to provide even the most basic forms of assistance to those not dwelling in the ivory towers on Wall Street? The anger is out there and it is growing like a cancer just getting ready to do some serious eating on the victim. The abominable betrayal of the Democrats on the so-called health care reform fiasco is going to come with a price, forcing bankrupted, jobless Americans to buy overpriced coverage from the insurance parasites backed by the threat of state punishment isn’t exactly going to do much to keep the corporate Democrats in power for long and it’s going to only feed the flames being doused with gasoline by Beck, Cheney, Kristol and the rest of the neocons desperately trying to get back into official power. 2010 is not going to be a good year for the jackass party, print this out and tack it up somewhere because come next November I will be proven right. I will say one thing though, if the extreme right ever manages to seize power again then it’s a done deal for people like you and I.
Hedges’ book was scathing, a long and brutal scourging of much that has occurred as we have been flipped fascist but his best commentary, from a fairly recent Truthdig column entitled Globalization Goes Bankrupt from which I excerpt:
The rage of the disposed is fracturing the country, dividing it into camps that are unmoored from the political mainstream. Movements are building on the ends of the political spectrum that have lost faith in the mechanisms of democratic change. You can’t blame them. But unless we on the left move quickly, this rage will be captured by a virulent and racist right wing, one that seeks a disturbing proto-fascism.
Every day counts. Every deferral of protest hurts. We should, if we have the time and the ability, make our way to Pittsburgh for the meeting of the G-20 this week rather than do what the power elite is hoping we will do—stay home. Complacency comes at a horrible price.
The draconian security measures put in place to silence dissent in Pittsburgh are disproportionate to any actual security concern. They are a response not to a real threat, but to the fear gripping the established centers of power. The power elite grasps, even if we do not, the massive fraud and theft being undertaken to save a criminal class on Wall Street and international speculators of the kinds who were executed in other periods of human history. They know the awful cost this plundering of state treasuries will impose on workers, who will become a permanent underclass. And they also know that once this is clear to the rest of us, rebellion will no longer be a foreign concept.
The delegates to the G-20, the gathering of the world’s wealthiest nations, will consequently be protected by a National Guard combat battalion, recently returned from Iraq. The battalion will shut down the area around the city center, man checkpoints and patrol the streets in combat gear. Pittsburgh has augmented the city’s police force of 1,000 with an additional 3,000 officers. Helicopters have begun to buzz gatherings in city parks, buses driven to Pittsburgh to provide food to protesters have been impounded, activists have been detained, and permits to camp in the city parks have been denied. Web sites belonging to resistance groups have been hacked and trashed, and many groups suspect that they have been infiltrated and that their phones and e-mail accounts are being monitored.
Our global economy, like our political system, has been hijacked by a tiny oligarchy, composed mostly of wealthy white men who serve corporations. They have pledged or raised a staggering $18 trillion, looted largely from state treasuries, to prop up banks and other financial institutions that engaged in suicidal acts of speculation and ruined the world economy. They have formulated trade deals so corporations can speculate across borders with currency, food and natural resources even as, according to the Food and Agriculture Organization (FAO) of the United Nations, 1.02 billion people on the planet struggle with hunger. Globalization has obliterated the ability of many poor countries to protect food staples such as corn, rice, beans and wheat with subsidies or taxes on imported staples. The abolishment of these protections has permitted the giant mechanized farms to wipe out tens of millions of small farmers—2 million in Mexico alone—bankrupting many and driving them off their land. Those who could once feed themselves can no longer find enough food, and the wealthiest governments use institutions such as the International Monetary Fund, the World Bank and the World Trade Organization like pit bulls to establish economic supremacy. There is little that most governments seem able to do to fight back.
But the game is up. The utopian dreams of globalization have been exposed as a sham. Force is all the elite have left. We are living through one of civilization’s great seismic reversals. The ideology of globalization, like all utopias that are sold as inevitable and irreversible, has become a farce. The power elite, perplexed and confused, cling to the disastrous principles of globalization and its outdated language to mask the political and economic vacuum before us. The absurd idea that the marketplace alone should determine economic and political constructs caused the crisis. It led the G-20 to sacrifice other areas of human importance—from working conditions, to taxation, to child labor, to hunger, to health and pollution—on the altar of free trade. It left the world’s poor worse off and the United States with the largest deficits in human history. Globalization has become an excuse to ignore the mess. It has left a mediocre elite desperately trying to save a system that cannot be saved and, more important, trying to save itself. “Speculation,” then-President Jacques Chirac of France once warned, “is the AIDS of our economies.” We have reached the terminal stage.
The institutions that once provided alternative sources of power, including the press, government, agencies of religion, universities and labor unions, have proved morally bankrupt. They no longer provide a space for voices of moral autonomy. No one will save us now but ourselves.
“The best thing that happened to the Establishment is the election of a black president,” Holmes said. “It will contain people for a given period of time, but time is running out. Suppose something else happens? Suppose another straw breaks? What happens when there is a credit card crisis or a collapse in commercial real estate? The financial system is very, very fragile. The legs are being kicked out from underneath it.”
“Obama is in trouble,” Holmes went on. “The economic crisis is a structural crisis. The recovery is only a recovery for Wall Street. It can’t be sustained, and Obama will be blamed for it. He is doing everything Wall Street demands. But this will be a dead end. It is a prescription for disaster, not only for Obama but the Democratic Party. It is only groups like ours that provide hope. If labor unions will get off their ass and stop focusing on narrow legislation for their members, if they will go back to being social unions that embrace broad causes, we have a chance of effecting change. If this does not happen it will be a right-wing disaster.”
The G20 turned the Iron City into a martial law area of lockdown, a test run for what is coming once the oligarchy is no longer able to maintain the illusions. The left has failed in preventing this and will be the sacrificial lambs fed to the cannibals when the time comes, you can count on that. In addition to Glenn Beck’s increasingly bold minions there is the Nixon style image remaking campaign being conducted for the darling of the angry white masses Sarah Palin, she will be their future leader, it’s God’s will you know…the real New Hitler is already here and 2012 is surely only going to be more miserable as the economic Diaspora is creating permanently scarred and desperate people looking for both a savior and scapegoats.
The neocons aren’t going to go quietly into the goodnight, the Obama illusion is just that, a big lie, a fraud and a temporary placebo passed off as a panacea, ultimately however like all illusions it will dissipate leaving in it’s place a thirst for blood that knows no satisfaction and will not be slaked until every enemy and perceived enemy that is offered up has been eradicated.
The plot features Army dullard Joe Bowers, a man of completely average intelligence and a prostitute named Rita who are the subjects of a secret military hibernation experiment of limited duration. Well things go awry and the officer in charge is ensnared by a sex scandal bringing shame and a base closure and a much longer nap for Joe and Rita who don’t wake up until they are freed from their test chambers during the great garbage avalanche of 2505. They wake up to find a world that is FUBAR, the infrastructure is crumbling and looks as though it were designed by idiots (or privatized out to greedy contractors skimming their cut at the expense of quality), the commercialization of society is complete with corporate logos everywhere and characters named after fast food and commercial products “Dr. Lexus”, “Frito” and “Beef Supreme” among them who speak in crude tongues, hurl insults and pejoratives and berate Joe for “talking like a fag”. It’s as though red state social engineering has created a Republican dream of a reverse master race of abject morons with hair trigger tempers and a birthright of simplicity – George W. Bush and Sarah Palin’s anti-intellectualism on steroids. The entire population has become twentieth generation trailer trash who in a gross parody of Social Darwinism have outbred those with any intelligence or discretion. The opening few minutes that show how this happened are as classic as they are painfully true with the educated putting off reproduction while the rednecks breed like rabbits.
Centuries of consumerism and too much television have dumbed down the populace to the point of borderline retardation and the greatest advances in technology are huge multi-screened televisions, huge devices that allow for multiple reality trash programs to be presented simultaneously while the viewer is ensconced on a huge plush chair sucking down goo from a tub while reveling in the delights of shows the likes of Ass, Ow! My Balls and the Masturbation Channel. Those three examples are the descendents of current era moronic programming like American Idol, Jackass, The Biggest Loser, Survivor and all that reality trash along with the explosion of potty humor as entertainment provided by movies featuring such Earthly delights as diarrhea daquiris, cacophonies of farts and belches, flying wads of semen used as hair gel and horny teenager boners buried in mom’s homemade apple pie that have made the society dumb and dumber as well as ruder and coarser. Corporations like Starbucks now offer handjobs as an enticement to buy a latte and Fuddruckers has become Buttfuckers – the corporate satire is as hilarious as it is mostly absent from the media and society today and the part of the movie that takes place at St. God’s Memorial Hospital with the health care system being reduced to a combination fast food joint/casino is down and out classic.
The society that Joe finds himself in is mean, greedy and stupid and the police are drooling overly aggressive thugs. After a series of mishaps and an IQ test he is summoned to the White House by President Camacho because he is now the most intelligent man on the planet and up to the task of solving the food crisis that plagues America. The crops are dying because instead of using water (that stuff in the toilet) they are irrigated by mega selling sports drink Brawndo: The Thirst Mutilator. Joe suggests using H2O and is met with incredulity by the mantra of “It’s got electrolytes.” After causing massive social unrest and unemployment with replacing Brawndo which happens to be the nation’s biggest employer with his idea Joe is taken to an arena for a gladiatorial style event that is a wild combination between Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome and the local monster truck extravaganza that is televised on FOX which to no surprise is much the same as it is today other than the appearance of the anchors. Joe eventually triumphs and saves the day when the crops grow again and becomes a truly honored hero of Uh-merica. His best advice is to turn off the TV and read something once in awhile and everyone lives happily ever after.
It’s good advice and should be heeded by a nation gone to seed whose idiot inhabitants rarealy bother to pick up a book because the remote for the mind vacuum is much easier to heft and actually reading is just too much of a strain. An astonishing amount of the population don’t even read one book a year let alone a newspaper.
Among some of the rankest of the rank right-wing subterranean sewage that runs through the darkest recesses of the internet has been the ridiculous allegation that President Elect Barack Obama is unqualified to be hold the presidency due to his not being an actual American citizen. This two-faceted disinformation campaign (one focusing on some sort of mysteriously forged birth certificate) was dealt a serious setback when the fascist bloc on the Supreme Court refused to hear a case by one Leo Donofrio seeking to challenge the very definition of what constitutes citizenship. You have to love these fascists, when all else fails they change the rules, kind of like the sniveling little brats who would take their football and run home to mommy if the game got too rough back when we all were kids, I am sure that you know the type. A bunch of whiny bitches and bastards with heads full of lame conspiracy theories, a constant sense of being the aggrieved parties in some grandiose librul conspiracy to overthrow the land of Murka and a sense of victimhood that justifies the very existence of the pharmaceutical industry because let’s face it: these sort of people are just plain fucking nuts. The culture of crybabies.
That this bullshit would end up in basically the same Supreme Court (minus of course one Placidyl lobotomized corpse walking William Rehnquist but plus two more ultra fascists in Roberts and Alito) that illegitimately installed one George W. Bush as our king and therefore made us into subjects would be fitting. Longtime water-carrier for the white man and self-hating house Negro Clarence ‘Uncle’ Thomas was reportedly revved up to allow Donofrio’s airing of his dirty diapers and fellow veteran scurvy dog of Uncle Sam’s plantation, Alan Keyes has also filed a suit challenging Obama’s citizenship but discretion won out for the time being anyway, the court denied the case without comment. Not that the embittered Thomas gives a rat’s ass about his legacy though, his pathetic servitude set aside for at least the time being this man never had any business even being confirmed, especially not with the ugly little business that Clarence was a closet porno freak who especially reveled in the exploits of one Long Dong Silver. The confirmation hearings were brutal but the fascists had a superior grass roots movement, more clout within the system, the puppet master himself Poppy Bush presiding over a burgeoning shadow government and a media that had been reconfigured into one giant motherfucker megaphone so this degenerate was allowed to slither onto the bench.
Of course Thomas and Keyes are pissed off and it is understandably so, their act as the ‘responsible Negroes’ has been nullified by a black man with merits, intelligence and an actual claim to being one of the smartest men in America with his successful presidential bid. There has to be no shortage of umbrage with those favor currying black men who have spent their entire lives serving as foot stools for the Chivas sipping, Wall Street Journal reading, Lexus driving Thurston Howell III country club (blacks or Jews not accepted of course) set who run the oligarchy and launder the ill gotten gains of the empire. The election of Barrack Obama solely on merit is a novel concept indeed to the ‘Toms’ and ‘lawn jockeys’ who have for too long played both ends against the middle in the ongoing nightmare of institutionalized racist America and they like the washed up whores reduced to sucking cock at a deep discount (‘chicken-neck in street slang) to feed their crack habits have now hit bottom.
I want to take this chance to refer to the late, great Hunter S. Thompson’s Gonzo fever dream riff on the psychologically damaged, overly-infatuated with pussy, marathon fuck sessions, bestiality and the superhuman exploits of the black counterpart to Johnny Wadd Holmes that was Long Dong Silver entitled Fear and Loathing in Elko. Clarence Thomas is a fucking disgrace, my personal opinion is that he would make Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. vomit so malodorously rotten he is, so counter to the very concept of black progress, so contemptuous to civil rights, he is in the spirit of the holidays, the proverbial triple-decker toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce.
We haven’t heard the end of this Obama citizenship thing either, not by a longshot, according to a front page right-wing propaganda piece in my local fish wrapper, The St. Petersburg Times (a once proud newspaper brought low during the Jeb Bush years) that is too long to be anything other than an orchestrated and furious last ditch effort by the rotten fascists who have sucked the blood from this country. The writer is one Wes Allison whose history and intentions need to be sufficiently scrutinized because the very last sentence of this piece states that Dick Cheney’s hunting buddy, Fat Tony Scalia is going to take on another case, Wrotnowsky vs. Bysiewicz into conference on Friday. Nice that the locals had a massive delivery surcharge slapped onto us last year so that we could get a print version of the Drudge Report parked on our doorstep like a prank flaming bag of dogshit. Any ‘news’ organization (not the the SPT Times is the only one but I am more pissed off as a subscriber who has to pay good money to subsidize this short of vile shit – BTW they also mailed out that militant Zionist DVD ‘Obsession’ a few months back) that helps to further thing retarded piece of right wing trash needs to be keelhauled just for general principles.
The one thing that I did like in the Wes Allison piece was his reference to the pathetic loser who was helping to pimp this abortion, one certifiable reich wing buffoon, Roger Bredow of Asscrack, PA or some other backwoods shithole enclave of bitter guns n god volk (he is actually pictured in a Dr. Seuss style Uncle Sam hat – red, white and blue elephant condom would have been more apropos) or some other bumfuck haven of the inbred was actually referred to as not fucking get this… “an internet publisher” because he was able to put up a dipshit website and a slanderous and feeble minded excuse for a YouTube video so all you bloggers take this to heart: you are ALL now officially INTERNET PUBLISHERS which should be immediately added to your resumes, especially now when perspective employees are required to not only jump through flaming hoops for jobs but also must blow peanuts across the floor for the amusement of some dipshit human resources generalist with a degree in basketweaving or something even more worthless – an MBA degree.
But I digress….
And while I’m on the subject of Toms, has there ever been a bigger one that Orenthal J. Simpson? Living large in his Brentwood home with his cokehead trophy wife and doing stupid pet tricks for whitey the Juice had it made until it all fell apart one ugly and bloody night in the early summer of 1994. A made for the new tabloid Murkan media circus, the long, slow drive to nowhere in the infamous white Bronco, the perverse intellectual rape of the ongoing trial, the travesty of the verdict and the moronic waste of tax money that was the most grossly botched prosecution in modern memory and a new legend had been made. In his post football career during which he was the life of the party for the high rolling Caucasian clowns who run the circus, appearing in bad movies and building a very successful career as a non-threatening black pitchman for products the Juice never managed to achieve the level of global stardom that his reputed killing spree kicked off. That O.J. Simpson ever became any sort of a symbol for injustices against blacks by the white legal system was always an enigma, it wasn’t like he ever wanted to be anything but the shuck and jive, happy go lucky celebrity that he was and didn’t do jack shit for the black community but that is a far more complex story and for another time. Granted the disparity between just the type of jurisprudence that blacks face versus that which whites do is a travesty, but the bigger travesty is the disparity between the rich and the poor.
Faced with the full fury of the criminal justice system O.J. did what any other millionaire would do, he hired the best and dirtiest team of goddamned snake lawyers that he could find and with much chicanery and theatrics beat the rap – of course having grand dragon Mark Fuhrman, the now retired L.A. police detective and full time bigot on the witness stand was a boon The entire Simpson trial was a sad commentary on the decade of the 90’s, the period in time when Americans were set up for what was to come like billiard balls on a table by the sharks who run the system. It’s ability to provide that hit of electronic crack to a nation of attention deficit stricken lizard brained sheep would bring us such follow ups as Susan Smith who drowned her kids in a car and blamed it on black men, the long-running cash cow of the Jon Benet Ramsey investigation and the amazing adventures of Laci and the fetus among many, many others. It was a decade of sloth, sin and sleaze and the tabloidism eventually spilled over into politics with good ole bubba Bill Clinton along with the entire system dragged through the shit after he had the idiotic indiscretion to receive a series of sleazy blow jobs from that chubby little trollop Monica Lewinsky, a young woman so pathetic and immature that she actually saved a blue dress that Bill had blown his wad on as though it were the fucking shroud of Turin.
But I am rambling now, what I am getting at is that last week’s verdict and subsequent sentencing of up to 33 years in prison for his participation in an armed confrontation over sports memorabilia. Whitey’s revenge. Simpson should have known better, it was crystal clear to all but the blindest of the blind that he was being watched very carefully and any minor fuckup would be pounced on but when the damned imbecile used a gun during the commission of the crime (which has always smelled like a setup) he might as well have just thrown himself over the fence into the tiger pit at his local zoo and let them rip him limb from limb. He has always been playing with five fouls ever since he was able to get away with murder in an ugly national spectacle that people still haven’t gotten over.
Look, I can’t say that O.J. was actually guilty of murder, I wasn’t there, I do however believe very strongly that he either did it or was involved, the evidence doesn’t lie and despite the Gestapo that is the LAPD the story of them planting of it all just to frame Simpson has always been ludicrous. O.J. may have snapped but the bitch was pushing him, flaunting it and it is totally understandable that it happened, I mean how many similar murders over domestic problems occur every day? This one just happened to involve celebrity and biracial marriage to boot. O.J. at the very least was an accessory to murder and walked pretty much scot free due to the Johnnie Cochran and the ‘Dream Team’ who rolled in with an assemblage of the dirtiest legal rat bastards and the best expert witnesses that money could buy , a multi-million dollar cottage industry built on the trial, the saturation bombing by paparazzi that launched the long running writing and/or cable television careers of dozens (including the insipid Great Van Susteren who should visit the Juice at least weekly during his prison stay to blow him after all that he has done for her career) and a riled up largely black jury out for payback and to send a message to the fascist pigs of the Los Angeles Police Department, a bunch of jack-booted thugs if there ever was one. On top of all of that the gross incompetence of the Los Angeles District Attorneys office should be a case study for future lawyers for decades on how NOT to run a trial. It was an abject farce Marcia Clark and company were the most inept bunch in modern legal history and wouldn’t have been able to get a conviction even if the squad cars would have rolled up to find the Juice with his dick in the mouth of Nicole’s freshly severed head.
That was then though and this is now, Simpson was railroaded after rubbing whitey’s face in a big steaming pile of fresh shit when the glove didn’t fit. This latest verdict is the same sort of Jim Crow style racist bullshit that is shovels of bloody meat thrown to the masses of asses each and every single time that a black celebrity athlete manages to fuck up enough to become a public spectacle. The names Kobe Bryant, Michael Vick and most recently Plaxico Burress immediately come to mind and are regularly strung up the yardarm by the balls as an example to the low minded scum inhabitants of Apartheid white Murka that the justice system really works by the gang of thugs jackals and pirates who run the rigged game. The game is only able to continue by feeding on smoldering racial resentment with religion always thrown in to keep the peasants pitted against each other while the treasury is sucked dry by vampires like Hank Paulson and his ilk at Goldman Sachs. The sheep always have had a taste for lamb chops when served up smothered in racism. The fucking hypocrisy of it all is astounding.
Simpson got railroaded, that is exactly what this is about, the last charge of a dying breed of the stupid white men who have bankrupted the country, turned us all into a bastardized combination of a global pariah and historical joke, a master race of lepers whose only saving grace when the future historians drag our bloated carcasses onto the autopsy table will be that we never quite were as bad as the Nazis, granted the envelope was being pushed very seriously but when Tom DeLay and his vile scum were dealt a humiliating blow at the battle over Terri Schiavo the mastodon had been mortally wounded and was already lurching towards the graveyard.
The Simpson verdict though was sweet indeed to far too many, a large percentage of them view it as some sort of perverted form of payback for Obama’s ascendance to the highest office in the land. It’s all a rigged game and while there is high-fiving and jubilation in peckerwood nation over taking down the Juice too many people who are being dragged down by a cunningly disguised long-running drive to spread economic disparity and bust the backs of the working class will never be able to get it through their Neanderthal skulls one very important fact – we are all niggers to the masters of Uncle Sam’s plantation.
This was a watershed day for American capitalism in that it provides a perfect snapshot of the foul degradation, the vile selfishness, the rampant consumerist impulses (one imagines that it is similar to that which drives pederasts) so meticulously nurtured by Madison Avenue and Wall Street and delivered like a mainline spike of smack through the televison set and directly into the already over-ripened and putty soft gourds of a decadent and doomed society. The carnage at the Valley Stream Wal-Mart in Long Island should provide definitive proof to even those who still skip down their white picket fence lined primrose paths to perdition that we have devolved into nothing more than savages, it may have been in a high tech big box emporium of debt slavery but it could have been something right out of Braveheart. The Pollyana’s can no longer deny it with their silly-assed American optimism, the ‘grab the tiger by the tail’ spirit of good ole made in the USA can-do-ism, the insipid little litmus test of ‘the glass is half empty or half full’ or any of that other fetid, rotten and oversimplistic horseshit but we are in the final stages of a total systemic breakdown, devolution and a pathological perversion of Maslow’s hierarchy of needs in which food and shelter have been replaced by such baubles as $69 10.2 megapixel digital cameras, $97 GPS systems, $698 42-inch plasma portals throug which god speaks, $2 DVDs (a nice form of bread and circuses in these horrid times), Madden 09 for the X Box 360 for the paltry sum of $30, $28 Bissell upright vacuums and the granddaddy of all glorious prizes – the $199 X Box 360 arcade counsel with a free Guitar Hero III along with a wireless gittar. These are but a few of the items featured in my special Thanksgiving Day newspaper insert from Wal-Mart – subtitled – and I shit you not – “Save money. Live better”.
That is unless your name happened to be Jdimytai Damour who was crushed to death by an out of control mob that was incited by hooligans behind a handmade “Blitz Line Starts Here” sign as the term ‘door busters’ took on a whole new meaning. The 34 year old Damour, a temporary worker for the holiday season was crushed like an anti-government protester in Tiananmen Square under megatons of corn chip fed American beef on the hoof, a stampede of sinners and losers whose motive for murder could be reduced to any number of the bargains from that little “Save money. Live better” advertising insert. It was a horrific scene according to eyewitness accounts: “rabble”, “savages”, “out of control” and “utter chaos” were among some of the descriptive terms used by shoppers. The truly heinous thing was that when the local police and management team tried to shut the store down the rampaging hordes would have nothing to do with it and just kept on loading their gray plastic buggies with $128 Blu-ray players, $9 Incredible Hulk DVDs and the aforementioned bullshit along with wine, beer and cold medicine. As legend has it the band played on the as the good ship RMS Titanic went down and the authorities were as helpless as those poor doomed bitches and bastards who slowly froze to death in those icy North Atlantic waters. You know, as much of a critic of the looming police state here in Der Heimat that I have been I wouldn’t have hesitated one second in pumping that store full of tear gas canisters and turning the firehoses on the scum as they crawled retching into the parking lots – what happened in that store was inhuman, pathetic and cruel beyond every acceptable definition of civilized human behavior.
The Wal-Mart stomp was an ominous sign for a country already plagued with economic angst, a spoiled and gluttonous populace who don’t know the meaning of the word ‘NO’ and have never been made to experience any sort of frugality, privation or austerity as their grandparents and great grandparents had during the era of the Great Depression and are on the brink of a new global mega-depression. They are already angry, paranoid and driven by a free floating fear that is once again being jacked up by the military industrial complex and their crackerjack pocket media that provides 24/7 propaganda that has served America turkey dinner with a nice big side helping of terror courtesy of the unfortunate but serendipitous Mumbai massacres ( a few Americans and Jews got most of the press when it came to the body count because nobody else really is fucking human anyway but that is a story for another time) despite the huge toll of non-Christian brown people whose greatest sin was wanting to be like Americans in their lifestyle of plenty in a country of largely third world squalor with the exception of offshoring Meccas like Mumbai and Bangalore. It all makes for a toxic mix with looming food shortages, rising crime rates. a teeming homeless population and no job prospects other than that of minimum wage matador at your local Wal-Mart superstore.
And when things really do get ugly, which they inevitably will given the sad state of Murka in the post-Bush years you can count on the underclass, the lumpen proleterian, the Sarah Palin true Americans to take their traveling freak shows on the road and rest assured that Valley Stream can be viewed through those star spangled, god is on our side Kawasaki 704 lenses as a training film for when the turds really hit the whirring blades and the stakes are one fuck of a lot higher than bagging the latest fucking version of Guitar Hero on Blu-ray. Honorable mention for the most emblematic Murkan incident of Black Friday were the filthy little freaks who got into a shooting war at a Palm Desert, California Toys R Us store.
In a little coda to this piece, the first that I have done in awhile I feel it necessary to confess that on this very day, Saturday 11/29/08 one day after Black Friday that I was compelled to visit my local shopping mall as well as a chain store or two. I don’t make it a habit of going to the mall, quite frankly it disgusts me and gives me the creeps, if the devil himself was out laying poison bait then it would be in America’s shopping malls where he could bag his limit of wayward souls. But then again, the soul hunt would provide slim pickings though in this sordid and rotting post 9/11 wasteland for there is little left to be had as far as souls go, they have already been sucked out by the machine. We are a nation of fearful sheep, hateful lemmings, good Germans, television lobotomized zombies and ‘me firsters’ seeking to consume, consume and then sprint to the vomitories so as to return to consume more. Husks of human beings shuffle about in huge air conditioned shopping malls trying to fill their god shaped holes with cheap sweatshop produced clothing and Chinese made consumer electronics, compact discs and those wonderful new Blu-ray movies that will have the trendy scrambling to replace their hundreds of DVDs with the newer and more expensive versions. As Mencken once said “Nobody ever went broke underestimating the intelligence of the American public” and every mall in this country should have that chiseled in stone on the façade an updated spin on “Arbeit macht frei” for the American Heimat. The shuffling, overweight throng a large percentage gibbering into cell phones about trivialities will shamble from chain store to food court to chain store shopping like the good little patriotic monkeys that they are. They will rack up all of this shit on their burgeoning ledgers of debt, purchased with plastic, the magnetic strips recording the usurious borrowing and ensuring that the passage to perdition has been booked. It is our national destiny.
I noticed an uneasy tension among the clerks and in my truly unique sense of humor I made it a point to jokingly invoke the Wal-Mart mob stomping just to elicit their reactions and to observe. As a whole they seemed burned out, toasted and fried from their own long hours over the past two days – none of our local malls here in the Tampa-St. Pete metropolitan area enjoyed quite the infamy (which is a welcome change considering that Florida regularly leads the nation in freakish and violent incidents) as Long Island or Palm Desert so just an endless parade of idiots, viciously cruel maxed-out consumers (god how inhuman that term is) and screaming, caterwauling little brats whose parents have never once whipped out the rod in the process of raising their spoiled fruits. Most clerks just shook their head, clucking their disbelief at the primal savagery become national news today. The best response was some gal at Yankee Candle who admitted at being tempted to go to the Best Buy door buster sale but didn’t want to suffer the ugly throngs who showed up before the turkey gravy had even begun to turn to gelatin and were hellbent on scoring Guitar Hero III, an X Box, the new Guns and Roses CD Chinese Democracy (which has put one hell of a burr up the chinks asses over in goonland) or some other bullshit. She just shook her head and lamented the previous day’s carnage, classically commenting – “I already have Guitar Hero II and it’s pretty good.”
I made a stop by Target, the red plastic buggies were darting around like some sort of NASCAR event but they had The Incredible Hulk on DVD for 8.99 – which beat Wal-Mart’s killer deal and nobody got killed either. I must say that I wouldn’t waste the money, the Ang Lee version is tough to beat and underrated, far superior on an intellectual basis but pearls before swine, Americans love their brainless entertainment and the more shit that blows up or is smashed to bits by a green mutant goliath with an attitude (but still looking like shit despite the millions spent on special effects) the better. I snagged a copy of the Sex In The City movie on DVD for 8.98 for my wife for Jesus’ fake birthday (I also purchased for $3.98 everyman Will Smith’s takeoff on Charlton Heston’s classic 70’s sci-fi flick The Omega Man -at least it used the original’s title “I Am Legend”) and headed directly for checkouts. I stopped momentarily, transfixed and somewhat hypnotized by the wall of televisions, all playing the exact same fucking action movie in the electronics department but broke free and made a detour towards the grocery section where I also threw a twelve pack of Samuel Adams fine Cherry Wheat beer into my red plastic cart. I am slightly halfway through that beer now and finishing up this plaintive wail of a melancholy blog posting against the inhabitants of planet shit and the rapid deterioration of the land that I knew in my younger days. I suppose I’ll drink the rest and stumble into the kitchen for some leftover turkey, jellied cranberry sauce, pickles, deviled eggs, jumbo black olives and a nice slab of pecan pie ala mode….then I’ll drag my fat ass to my sofa and lie there watching reruns of The Sopranos or whatever shitty NHL game happens to be on tonight until I pass out…
Good Night, and Good Luck…at least there are real NFL games on tomorrow.