Don't stop with Afghanistan

Let's just conquer the entire fucking world and be done with it. No need to be half-assed, after all. We've got all that money we've stolen from our own people to give to the blood-soaked vultures to make bigger and better weapons. Let's bloody fucking GO FOR IT.

Message to Obama

Get serious, Dude! How can you continually hear all the wrong voices, get all the wrong messages and make all the wrong decisions? Gawd, man!
You are making me crazy . . . batshit crazy!

Presidential appointments from Hell

Not that I don't trust anybody . . .

Given the blood already on US hands in the matter of Haiti,
Has it not occurred to you, too,
That recent Obama appointees
Big Daddy Clinton and his a-hole buddy
Gawge Dubya
Are in fact co-viceroys in that
Unhappy land?

If you don't buy that,
You just don't realize how convenient,
What a Pat Robertson godsend,
That earthquake really was.

Have a happy

Look at all we have to be grateful for! We are very close to passing health care reform that will make the insurance industry and Big Pharma even richer than they are right now, thanks so much to our two-faced, double-dealing President. Oh, but don't give him all the credit. Traitor Joe the Blivet Lieberman -- insurance agent extraordinaire -- also gets a big shitload of credit, too. So do the heroic fear-mongers -- the teabags and The Craziest Man on Fox and In The World.
But not as much credit as is due our sterling President.
Just consider the pure artistry: after promising to bring the workings of government out into the open, he makes secret deals with Lieberman's paymasters. After calling bankers Fat Cats -- too gentlemanly to call them what they really are (what real cats leave in the litter box) -- he grins and plays Let's Make a Deal with them.
Just the revelation that the surge in Afghanistan is really about India and Pakistan and is actually expected to involve our national and (even bigger) private armed forces for a decade or more is resounding proof of the man's honesty.
That's why I voted for him . . . isn't it?

Shutting down

Inconvenient silence

Well, yeah, it just about bugs the hell out of me. How can no one be looking into the questions that have gone unanswered for so long? How does it get to be so unfashionable and so unpatriotic to ask certain questions . . . questions that can not be avoided if we are to remain a free people.
Or perhaps I should say . . . were ever a free people.
Questions like: how did that 757 bank, turn, and dive, then skim mere feet above the lawn and enter a doorway at the Pentagon while simultaneously disappearing (literally disintegrating) -- with a guy at the stick who could barely fly a Cessna?
That’s just one. There are many, many more . . .
But don’t ask. It ain’t the American thing to do.
And think of the implications . . .
To which my reply is screw the implications. This isn’t about implications. It’s about truth and a deeper sense of real patriotism than we’ve seen in many a decade – long enough to become, apparently, numb.

In a nutshell

Matt Taibbi puts it as succinctly as it can be put: "Our government doesn’t exist to protect voters from interests, it exists to protect interests from voters."

"It's almost immoral, what they are doing."

"Almost" my ass, Nancy!
Ms. Pelosi was referring, of course, to the Insurance Mafia. Oh, no, my bad -- the Mafia didn't deserve that.
Thank them and Big Pharma for the shameful offense against all that is decent and human that continues -- and, it appears, will continue -- to call itself American health care.
When a vast majority want and deserve (at long last) freedom from the fear of death and misery and the poverty that results from the usual failed attempt to conquer death and misery, all for the sake of the comfort and greed of a select few scum who long ago lost the moral right to call themselves human, America can do nothing but compromise?
Compromise with greed?
Compromise with corruption?
Compromise with evil?
Call me Philip Nolan . . .