Well, shit. Eric.
You need to be voted out of Congress. You need to be sent to a suburb in one of those American cities across this country, and you need to be unemployed, with no prospects, with no health insurance, and worrying how the fuck you’re going to pay for a visit to the doctor’s office when you and yours catch the Swine Flu.
Isn’t revisiting the abuses of the last eight years, no matter how bad they were, a luxury we can’t afford?
No, it isn’t, because America is more than a collection of policies. We are, or at least we used to be, a nation of moral ideals. In the past, our government has sometimes done an imperfect job of upholding those ideals. But never before have our leaders so utterly betrayed everything our nation stands for. “This government does not torture people,” declared former President Bush, but it did, and all the world knows it.
The soft light of the instrument panel shone off the large eyes of navigator Dorac. He placed the ship into low orbit, approximately over Washington, DC. Pilot Nandon, pressed a series of actions into the ship. The first was her announcement to the entire host: My friends, we are orbiting the World of the Cross; the tarnished shrine of our beloved Creator Son whom the natives put to death. We are now over the capital city of the federation of states known as the United States of America.
Beatings, partial drownings, slamming detainees against walls, punching, kicking, poisonous stinging insects, forced nudity, sleep deprivation, profound disruption of sensory input, exposure to extreme cold and heat, all of it was so very necessary in prying loose information the psychopathic former vice president claims would have been used to keep us snug and secure at night when we climb into our cozy beds, and he slides back into his box of sacred dirt. . .
Right now, Dick and George may still be enjoying their fun in the sun, barbecuing kittehs; but those days are numbered. The chances they’ll be arrested and charged with war crimes are growing stronger every day. . . Because people are starting to understand the things they said. . . [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9YwYaNkjkEc&NR=1[/youtube] “Let’s roll,” indeed.
The irony of protesting wasteful government spending by purchasing a million tea bags and throwing them in various bodies of water is lost on teh protesting Tea Baggers. Which “grass roots” group came up with those bucks? Then there’s the sheer craziness of middle class Republicans protesting the end of tax cuts for the wealthy (the way the Republican controlled Congress under Bush wrote the law in the first place) after the passage of the largest tax cut for the rest of us, in our history.
They call this really clever protester’s costume “The Limpbag,” modeled by Rush Limbaugh look-alike, Margo Orange-Pico. HOLLYWOOD — I’m in the L.A. area today looking for a Hate America First teabagging party to infiltrate, and I’m pretty damned discouraged right now. These are some coffee latte espresso drinkin’ fools out here I can tell you. I haven’t found any teabagging …
