Monday, October 29, 2007

Are we all daft? (Part 2)

Yes, we are. The opposition party can't seem to figure out that the dumbass in chief and the neocon cabal are fingering Iran as the chief threat to world peace and your mother, baseball, apple pies and Cheverolet, because they see their power slipping away in the next election. It is absolutely imperative for the party running on issues that the American electorate--those fortunate enough to vote, anyway--see as fucking pointless and irrelevant to be at war in order to hold their power. The only conceivable way for the GOP to hold the White House is for them to attack Iran. It has nothing to do with national security, the fictional islamofascists, or anything. It is all about holding power and grasping at oil-soaked straws.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Ya like blues?

Two of the best. Enjoy.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

This is really funny, in kind of a dark way.


Preemptive Memorial Honors Future Victims Of Imminent Dam Disaster

More great satire from The Onion.

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Rove's Monster

I have had many discussions over the past five years on what is making dubya tick. What is behind all this? It doesn't make any sense. What are his real motives? Is he a cynic? Is he bloodthirsty and power hungry? Is he trying to escape the shadow of his father, the uh, well, greatest president that fell between numbers 40 and 42? Is he really an evagelical or neocon at heart? Examples of his actions could lead to any of these.

But I am gravitating toward a new theory that, naturally, the MSM and pundit bureau have completely missed. The dubster got his ass handed to him on 9/11/2001. He was caught with his pants around his ankles. He fucked up, and his country was hit. We all knew it. He knew it. Sitting in shock reading (and I use the term loosely) the kids' goat book, he knew he fucked up. His handlers took full advantage of the catastrophe, and he grabbed the bullhorn by its horns and siddled up to emergency responders and soldiers, vicariously donning the flight suits and jackets and trimming mesquite like the old rancher that he has been since late 1999.

Since he uttered those inappropriate words that this was going to be a crusade, he has been on one. He was going to make ammends and see to it that the good ol' US of A was not attacked again if it meant liberating the hell out of every Arab that was not rendered to a Black Prison for torturing, which we never, ever do.

He lives on terror, using the fear of another attack on his administration and followers, the legions of which have fortunately been trimmed. Gonzo was playing the game. Feaux News was playing the game, and most of the rest of the media and Congress was scared shitless or playing the game or both. The dems have been totally playing the game because in their worst nightmare they are grouped with McGovern and labeled as soft on terror. I estimate that the ol' dubster is scared out of his fucking mind. He has tried to co-opt the entire government so that he can, in his mind protect us. He may seem totalitarian, and I believe the neocons (Kristol, Cheney, Lieberman, Perl, Feith, et al.) are--and they are along for the ride to push their idological agenda--but as the dubster loses his mind and his minions desert him, it becomes clear. And he will play by his own rules until he is either thrown out or his term expires. Naturally, the wingnuts have another terror candidate in the wings by the name of Giuliani.

But the problem is that the electorate wants a feel-good candidate like Grandpa Ronnie. Only Mitt the Mo and Rev. Huckaby can pull that off and God help us if they do. I would suggest that Hillary move in that direction. She and the rest of the dems think that the only way to get elected is to be tough on terror; to woo the middle right with tough talk. But what the country really wants is comfort. The candidate that can dodge the swiftboaters and power-hungry trolls on the right will win. Maybe even undo some of the mess that the dubster has made and win the hearts and minds of more than the bottom of the barrel of the American people.

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