This essay was originally inspired as a comment on BooMan’s recent piece, Bedwetters.
In it, he summarized the latest in a series of Ratpublican statements regarding “Democrat defeatism”. Like how ending the Iraq misadventure will invite further terrorist attacks. Booman of course disagreed. He is a good Dem, although I can see cracks appearing in that facade. However, I have another take on this.
In a strange way, the Republicans are quite correct here.
They do not know how or why they are correct, but they are.
From the mouths of boobs.
Read on for more.
Without a sea change in American culture…a change from a society based entirely on massive overconsumption, a change from the media propaganda (sometimes called “advertising”) that promotes this overconsumption, a change from the basic international tactic of economic imperialism that is used to fuel that society…the ultimately unwinnable war with the Third World will continue.
Always been outnumbered, soon to be outgunned.
The Third World War.
A palliative regime change that does NOT address these issues will change nothing as far as al Queda and the other nascent resistance movements are concerned. (Read South/Central/Caribbean America there, just for starters.)…and except for the more serious Greeners, I hear next to NOTHING on these subjects from Dem pols. No doubt because they are subjects that will lose rather than gain votes from the Hogmerican mainstream.
Given that continuing policy, the Ratpub approach is the ONLY way to sustain it. Not that this approach will work, long-term. There is no solution other than rejoining the rest of humanity and redistributing the wealth, a direction that is not, on the evidence of my own travels through all levels of this society, even remotely about to happen in Hogmerica. Still swilling down the pig juice, from the ghettoes right on through to the gated communities. “At least we’re better off than THEY are!!!” is the American mantra, intoned over messes of contaminated meat and through the fog of Big Pharma-hyped meds and lousy beer. Right.
There is no appeasing the hungry and/or the many-times bereaved.
Bet on it.
We either have to kill ’em all and let God (Insert your own appropriate god here…Mammon, Satan, Jehova…) sort ’em out or fess up to our 300+ years worth of sins and take real steps towards redemption.
Real, practical steps.
Like…pulling in our belts and slimming down.
RADICALLY.
Like…eliminating the Usurocracy that really runs this country.
We RUN on debt.
A bad tactic, as any hard-working person will tell you if he or she has a goddamned brain left in their head.
But…NOOOOOOOOO…
And why?
BECAUSE YOU CANNOT GET ELECTED WITHOUT THE SUPPORT OF THOSE WHO SIT AT THE TOP OF THIS ROTTED PYRAMID GAME.
Personally, I am thinking of writing in Donald Trump for every primary or election we have over the next year or so.
Why not?
May as well get real.
He is a fake billionaire.
A BULLionaire, when you get right down to it.
And we are a fake country.
The perfect face of Big Brother.
Reagan with a scowl.
TRUMP FOR PREZNIT!!! LET’S GET REAL!!!
Yup.
THAT’S the ticket!!!
Or…one of these weak-spirited DemRat motherfuckers has to find some backbone and stand up.
Strong.
So far?
Nope.
The only one with the rhetorical skill and talent to pull it off?
Obama.
But will he?
On his track record so far?
Nope.
Surprise me, Obama.
Surprise me.
Or…not.
We shall see…
Plan A Lite or a real Cultural Revolution.
Your choice now, brother.
Your choice.
Blink…and we are as good as dead.
Bet on it.
You are smart enough to know this, and you spent enough skin color-dictated time beneath the underdog to be hip to what is really up. (The title of Charles Mingus’s largely fictional autobiography…Beneath The Underdog. Where the REAL shit happens.)
Surprise me.
You are better than what you have shown so far, sir.
Surprise me.
Surprise us ALL.
VAYA!!!
Or…pass the pork, Mama, ‘cuz we are in for a LONG winter.
Your choice.
Go for it.
Later…
S.
