Thursday, February 03, 2005

The State of the Smirk

This is long, very, very long. I'll move it off to IP Politik in the morning but I want it here for now.

You know, he was doing pretty well tonight in laying out his happy, Prozac and Zanax inspired dream world State of the Union address tonight. He was reading his words clearly and got out ethanol without saying asshole like he was thinking.

The camera showed the crowd reaction, the Republicans coming to standing ovation after standing ovation and clapping loud and long, the Democrats rarely rising, rarely clapping with any enthusiasm, listening, remarking to each other and being attentive without being rude. They know not to be rude, its a good thing.

I had left the room to care for the baby when the Social Security boo's were heard. Good, I'm glad that dissent was displayed or heard. Has it happened before? Have the members of Congress and the House ever catcalled the State of the Union before? If there ever were one that deserved multiple ugly repeated catcalls and maybe a few run-by pie-ings, this was it.

Bush and his smarmy smirk spewed a torrent of half truths bolstered by quarter truths that relied on vapor. I wasn't expecting any critique of his work thus far, this isn't a man who could ever consider his own actions objectively and give a truthful assessment of them, he's been taught for years to never look within. He's been taught to seek validation from without, from Uncle Dick, from daddy, from his bobblehead cabinet of yes men and women, from everywhere, from his personal and deep relationship with the one true God (I hear him taunting in my head "You're god sucks, my god could totally kick your god's scrawny punk bitch ass, nyah, nyah, nyah. Now watch this drive." My internal dialogue should go on the road.)

He said lots of things that rung in the ear like they were good things but, if one examines the speech more slowly and considers how the words compile on each other and what his intentions really are, its apparent, it becomes easy to see his plan.

He talked about dictators siezing power and pursuing a plan of world domination. But no, we, we mighty America and Americans will spread freedom and democracy to any damned place we fucking well choose. So there, world. Ha, ha, ha. George Bush is gonna come and ram freedom down your throat, if you've got adequate natural resources to warrant the raping of course, freedom at the barrel of a gun.

And I have to chime in that I am truly weary of the Democratic silence. Has the bitchslapping been that brutal behind closed doors? I want and need something, some show of strength, some sign that the party is there, that they haven't just packed up and gone home. Make a move that will bring people into the party again, make a move that will energize and invigorate instead of distance and alienate.

Learn the new rules of the game, learn them and then beat the fucking GOP at their own twisted and illegal game. And then hold the mother fuckers to task for war crimes, turn them over to the international criminal court and let them pay for their crimes against the world.

So yeah, that's my State of the Union. The Union is corrupt and dirty and criminal and disgusts me in ways I never thought politics could.

Is this a clear and factual accounting of the broadcast this evening? Nope and I'm not in a mood for caring. I'll move it off to IP Politik tomorrow but for now, I'm going to exercise my rights here and say how I feel. You can agree or you can not agree and that's fine.

Oh yeah, I also fucking hated hearing the shit about faith-based initiatives being singled for specific funding. That's crap and basically says he's going to give alot of money to groups that are going to try and make more Christians. He admits to funding the brainwashing, sorry, conversion of the masses to his own faith. Don't want your faith, George, don't need your faith and, when you get down to it, I don't actually even believe that you have any real faith, I think it and you are a big, grotesque sham. You are the hollow president, ready to be filled with whoever needs you to puppet for them.

You are a sad man and I would pity you in any other situation. But, as it is, you are a truly dangerous threat to the world and me.

If you want to avoid another 9/11 then change the US's foreign policy and quit annihilating cultures and calling it freedom on the march. Quit starving children. And take your fucking marriage amendment crap and jam it in your ass. That's patently fucking ridiculous to deny benefits to people who live as married people in every aspect of their lives save the government's. Its pathetic bleating and pandering to the fundie fuckbags who think they have some right to tell me how I should live my life.

If you can tell me how to live my life then I can tell you how to live yours and you're living a lie. You have backed a crook, you are a shameful and hideous human being who should be so consumed with guilt as to be paralyzed in a fetal position until death takes you. You are the problem, you are not any salvation, you are the cancer in the world and pretend to be some holy salvation.

Was I the only one that thought he was going to talk about a draft when he spoke about the gang members who needed something positive to do with their energy, a honorable role model to aspire too, sounded like they were gonna get scooped up, put in uniform and sent to the front.

And, last thought, the war in Iraq was waged on the premise that Saddam had weapons of mass destruction and was an imminent threat to the contined existence of the USA and its interests. Not (NOT!) to liberate the Iraqi people from Saddam, not to create a focal point for the global terrorist network to concentrate on to keep them from attacking us here (an incredibly short sighted and retarded platitude for the flyover states). The war in Iraq was waged on a lie, the responsibility for acting upon bad intel or false intel or whatever is nobody but George W. Bush's. He is the final authority, he took the country to war on a lie.

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