In her recent diary Stunning Newsweek story “Palace Revolt”, the obviously well meaning alohaleezy opened up with these perfect words.
“It seems to me that just about the time I begin to lose hope something stunning happens.”
Which is EXACTLY what the mass media…and BushCo, if they are not indeed one and the same… WANT you to feel.
Bingo!!!
GOTCHA!!!
Once again.
And I replied.
Read on…
“It seems to me that just about the time I begin to lose hope something stunning happens.”
Sigh.
Don’t you get it yet, alohaleezy?
They WANT you to keep your hopes up.
They WANT people to think that they are getting something done.
This is the same Newsweak that has kowtowed and bowed and scraped to BushCo…
What?
Eighty times in the last several years alone?
The same magazine that was right there in the front of the pack with all of the other scavengers when this administration threw them the “Let’s invade Iraq” meat. The same one that backed off at the faintest growl from inside the White House cave about Falujah.
Had they REALLY meant to make a point, the editors of Newsweak might well have titled this piece of fluff “Losers in the White House Wars” or “Failed and Ineffectual Palace Revolt”, because that would have been much more accurate.
But they want you to keep your hopes up.
That’s how they sell advertising.
That’s how they pay for their million dollar homes in the suburbs.
You.
Buying their mag and the products that are advertised therein.
Rove and Cheney and the rest DESPISE you, alohaleezy, as they despise the people who oppose them and the Pekininese of the Press that they use to lead you around like they were minature seeing eye dogs. They create “new realities” the way a good cook creates Christmas cookies. Bip, bap, into the oven, out of the oven. Wham, bam, thank you ma’am, another group of potentially serious opponents once more reduced to the role of saying “Let’s sit around and wait just a TEENSY bit more, Harry. Look. It says RIGHT HERE IN NEWSWEAK that there were people opposing this administration RIGHT IN THE WHITE HOUSE. Why…there MUST be MORE!!!”
While these ineffectual “opposition” people slide safely off into and through the revolving doors of the military/media/academic/financial/industrial complex.
Harvard my ASS!!!
Rumpled intellectual.
Shy of photographs.
Give me a BREAK!!!
He’s a loser.
Except for his tenure and his $200K/year, of course…
Please remember…HE SIGNED ON TO WORK FOR THESE MURDERERS. Either he is too goddamned stupid to see the blood on their lapels or he doesn’t really GIVE a shit. Until it gets too hot in the kitchen, at which point he commits establishment hara-kiri, gets himself fired and goes to work for some OTHER group of liars.
The liars for the loyal opposition.
And worse yet…you FALL for it.
Once again.
200 times the magicians slip their THIRD hand through the fly in their pants and give you the stiff salami salute while you once again watch benumbed and entranced as their prosthetic device…the mass media…gives yet ANOTHER bravura performance of “America the Hopeful” on their digerido.
Their digeri-don’t.
Wake the fuck up.
NEWSTRIKE!!!
NOT Newsweak.
NEWSTRIKE!!!
They have once again lulled you to sleep.
The American sleeple.
And they are LAUGHING at you.
When George W. Butch stands up and gives his so-called “State of the Union” speech…
When he stumbles over words, when those strange elisions and mumbling speech patterns come out…YOU know, the ones we all laugh about?
Do you know why that happens?
So consistently?
BECAUSE HE IS TRYING SO HARD NOT TO LAUGH RIGHT IN YOUR FACE THAT HE CAN BARELY KEEP HIS FRONT UP.
That nasty spirited frat boy preznit motherfucker front man that he is.
Like any crooked used car salesman, HE knows what’s up. And it affects his speech.
“”There’s an old saying in Tennessee — I know it’s in Texas, probably in Tennessee — that says, fool me once, shame on — shame on you. Fool me — you can’t get fooled again.”
Remember? We laughed so hard? (I didn’t, actually…)
You know why he couldn’t get it straight?
Because somewhere inside that fucked up limbic system he calls a brain, he was thinking “Shit. We done fooled ’em THOUSANDS ‘a times already!!! Assholes!!!” and he could barely keep a straight face.
Think about this. Remember it when you are watching that farce, that speechifying State of the Con Game dumbshow. (Which I definitely will NOT be watching. There are so many better things to do in life. Like sleep or play solitaire with a marked deck. If I were to see one more group of front runner assholes stand up and applaud that cur, I am not entirely sure that I could keep myself off of the street with the first blunt weapon that came to hand.)
He DESPISES you. Just like ANY crooked salesman.
You are nothing but a mark.
Time for some demarcation points here, people.
Turn this shit the fuck OFF and let’s try to get down to some REAL business.
Alito?
More dumbshow.
I will publicly march down Broadway at midday on a sunny afternoon with a sign around my neck saying “I was wrong. This country DOES work” if this piece of prevaricating, lawyerly, racist shit is not eventually OVERWEHELMINGLY approved by the frontrunners in the Congress of the Untied Stasis of Nomerica.
Filibuster?
We’d be better off with a BUNKER buster if we REALLY wanted to get something done.
Please…wise up here.
It’s all a dumbshow unless overwhelming, undeniable, smoking gun PROOF OF CRIMINAL ACTIVITY BY THESE PEOPLE IS PUBLICLY PRESENTED IN THE MAJOR MEDIA OF THIS COUNTRY.
Until then…and don’t hold you breath for THAT happening anytime soon unless you are simply trying to keep the virus-ridden jism out of your mouth…it’s just one long, continuing circle jerk.
With the American public right there in the center of the circle, waiting once again to receive their rightful load.
Disgusting.
Wake the fuck up.
Before it’s too goddamned late.
Wake the fuck up.
Or go down hard.
SOON.
BET on it.
AG
