God bless the snow, it thins the herds at makes it easier to get to and from the bar. Cliché as it may be, Tom Petty once said “the waiting is the hardest part,” – that may in fact be true while sitting on a stool in a city you hate surrounded by arrogant bourgeoisie heathens who need nothing more than to stroke their own egos at the expense of an innocent “bar keep.” Hopefully somewhere, a buck racked to hell is waiting at the side of the road… he’ll see the headlights of a ‘Black Sapphire Pearl’ Lexus and decide today is his day to die. Somewhere tonight, an attorney on an indefinite hereditary retainer will get a call from a drunken “administrative executive associate consultant” explaining that the reason his BAC was two times the legal limit on this given night, was a certain pissed off twelve-point with an affinity for xenon headlights had the audacity to play chicken with his pride and joy, which now looks more like a rally car that strayed into a cattle processing plant at 73 mph, respectively. Now I should stop, I do drive home myself quite a bit in the excess, according to the eyes of the law, but people who act this way, and treat people as I witnessed tonight deserve a bit of chaos and “natural selection.” Not natural selection in the typical sense, rather ‘natural’ meaning the deer and ‘selection’ meaning that fucker lining up like Phil Dawson and putting a happy little ending on Tommy McDouchebag’s crusade of not only being miserable, but making everyone else around him miserable as well, which we ALL know is the exact opposite purpose of a bar. Emerson Hart once said, “I’m not saying I’m one for violence, but it keeps me hanging on…”
Its snowing now, actually we’ve a snow covered ground which makes the world quiet in a pleasant way, but also makes the silence deafening. Whether it be the tinnitus, or ‘the ghost by your side,’ I can’t seem to remember the sounds and words from those who got me to this point; the advice to run like hell or follow your heart, even if the two mean doing the same thing. Our little kingdom is crumbling to the ground and all I can think about who to take to the Goddamn company Christmas party and how I got on an automated real estate listing of houses that all contain lethal amounts of asbestos. If the shakes don’t kill me, the irony will… happy hunting Bambi, make daddy proud.
Just twenty-three days from the solstice, the early black and galling strobe of Christmas lights sound the quiet alarm. Instead of the scramble, the façade of heart-warming smiles over dry fowl and burnt stuffing, this years ending takes on the weight of a half sunken ship set ablaze and abandoned to rest upon the sand beneath. The damage, insurmountable as it seems, is still hopelessly challenged by those who remain for the sake of those who are thankfully, too young, precious and vulnerable to know. They will hear the stories one day when the time is right, or hopefully never hear them at all, a path I chose and am now dealing with some two decades later. And although the shortest day of the year rears its ugly head there is no more a ticking a clock, really for any of us. Decisions of pride and spite have been made, irreversible, like daggers draped in acrimony. These conversations serve no purpose, they are simple daily reminders that the words we sometime speak are not messages from the heart, rather arrows from the darkest parts of our minds aimed at the ones we love, or may have loved and forgotten. Each day gets longer and yet these clocks tell me they are getting shorter, another one of God’s great trickery over man. The Earth gently tilts its fragile axis to what will become the shortest day of the year, a day I pray could be one of the end ego and retribution, assault and denial; the beginning of clarity and realization that love is an action and not a pawn.
“You only get one…”
-Matt Good
The smell of fresh paint and vinegar greets him through the swollen, weathered front door. The rooms had been turned again, a sign that as sure as the seasons change, so to would the landscape of familiar faces; a sort of recycled occupancy. Through proceedings and arrogance, entertainment and ignorance, the vines he once trusted to weave and to grow, to bend and bear fruit had now withered and surrendered to the stone beneath. Neither sunlight nor water could spring back to life the vows spoken before God that day. Disjointed, sore and visibly altered, others began to comment on his appearance, and liken him to the dead or somewhere close. With color removed from his face, the heavy mask of fatigue and worry eventually raised flags to even strangers. Every morning he walks to the window and parts the blind to see which of the trio of red maples will be last to surrender its leaves. They look back and remind him there will be no holiday this year. To him, it felt like time hid itself in a clock tower, a cement bird’s nest with riffle in hand and slowly, but diligently picked off one after another until all that remained couldn’t even fill the great oak table where so many had circled. Cyclically, he wanders from doctors to lawyers to therapists and hospitals and courtrooms, bars and hotel rooms, turnpikes and thick glass bottles of sour mash. The lies he tells the others to stay warm at night all begin to fracture the recovery that had been manufactured through the blessings of medicine and bad advice. Somewhere a silent clock marks a deadline that this time cannot be ignored; either escape the undertow or truly there may never be a way out of this place, a house that used to be a home…
By the time the message was delivered, its contents and pertinence had expired; another dead letter in a sea of manila and penned salutations. And although the carrier missed his mark, the intended recipient awoke that same morning, with full knowledge of its intent. Heart palpitating, lungs pleading, eyes scouring the room as if the walls and ceiling held a cure for the tremor, he runs the list of regrets and mistakes that sat him in this quiet dawn. Drenched again from a night of dreamscapes, he assembled the pieces and attempts to make sense of maternal images, a perfect baby girl, name a mystery, wrapped warm in a pink blanket. A strong pull of water and a small pink tablet enter his stomach, and for a moment the sullen thrum of the over worked space heater wraps his head in a choir of semitones. With heightened pulse and shivered hand, he places the bland plastic bottle on the nightstand and rolls to his side hoping this morning will be no different than the others. Blood shot and tear bound, his eyes lose focus and begin to close. The years condense into seconds. A message, a call, a kiss and another, a ring in his pocket on a plane to an island once burned to the ground. They fought and he proposed, she cried and the ring was too big for her perfect finger…’
Today I was disheartnened when I read that over the weekend, President Obama now wants to open up essentially the entire eastern seaboard for off-shore drilling.
It seems to me that while senetor Obama was campaigning for the Presidency, he would often “mock” senator Mccain for the very idea he now fully endorses. Why is noone talking about this? Furthermore, the question has to be asked; what’s behind this recent “center shift”?
Hasn’t he done enough?
The weakness has now become a four-year cold. A dirty cold that we all knew was nothing more than a contagious bug under the false pretense of “change” and “hope” and other such symptoms of degenerative “progressivism,” which is actually just a trace term for perpetual “Amero-French-Subservience.” If you buy this shit then do your first born a favor and drown the poor bastard in a bathtub full of water heated by those evil bastards working 14-hour days digging coal out of our now criminal earth. Never mind that, you know, the part where coal and oil came from the earth, and the part where we figured out we could survive and develop by refining it, the part where we were allowed to live and grow and be a prosperous nation without being bastardized from within? You media-whore mongering robots, most of you supposed responsible adults jeopardized us all when you walked into that voting booth and pissed on the constitution and crapped on our flag. You elected a man that will, and I promise this throughout the course of natural eventuality, will make GW look like Albert Einstein on blow. Even worse, most of you have no regret or remorse, even after well over 100 days of well documented catastrophic presidential dead loss. You still cling to the idea that a man who can barely pull his scripted lines off a teleprompter (which was actually recently upgraded from the traditional small camera mounted version to massive Sony flat screens to give the appearance that he was in fact not reading his personal-from-the-heart addresses from a screen at all). This guy is a douche-bag. He is still campaigning while North Korea is lobbing shitty Korean missiles to who knows where but the point has been made. This cocky bastard was talking about de-arming the US while Kim-Jong is lighting up over-grown Korean fireworks over Japan. Im glad Korea sent their 50 years too late shit tube up in the air, which they claim launched a satellite into space but was seen splashing into the ocean, because hopefully it will light a fuse in your socialist Saudi-bowing president. I would say he is ‘our’ president and offer some form of due given respect…except this man does not care about us, or even you who voted for him. He has made this clear on several occasions. We can only hope to God that enough of you realize that the party is in fact over. You partied too hard. May you all gag on the vomit of your Obama intoxication.
worst joke ever, like way worse than man walks into a bar, cuz this is more like man walks into the white house and screws us all...
Don’t worry kids, I wish I could take credit for it but, for this one i’ll have to give credit where credit is due. Mirek Topolanek, a European Union Leader says a week before Barack Obama is due to arrive in Europe on his first official visit as US president, “The US Treasury secretary talks about permanent action and we, at our spring council, were quite alarmed at that . . . The US is repeating mistakes from the 1930s, such as wide-ranging stimuluses, protectionist tendencies and appeals, the Buy American campaign, and so on,” he told a European parliament session in Strasbourg. “All these steps, their combination and their permanency, are the road to hell.”
…ya, I was actually surprised it took this long. I think this is basically the feeling of most American’s these days, though it is ironic it took a EU leader to get pissed off enough to say something about it.
Given the outrage of our friend from the EU, Obama vigorously opposes the view that the continued spending and borrowing is going to dig this hole even deeper. Big surprise right? During Tuesday’s Press Conference, Obama was so hooked on the “prompter” that every question asked by the likes of “politico”, and even a French news agency, the only thing he could say was “we must act now”. Well Mr. President.. I ask you.. Would you start bulding a house before you own the land? Of course not, that would be idiotic.. or say.. insane! It’s the same situation, just a different scale.
Oh by the way… speaking of taking questions at the Press Conference, Obama completely left out the likes of;
The New York Times, Wall Street Journal, Washington Post and USA Today
HA! All of this just minutes after talking about the importance of “media” in the USofA??
The “road to hell indeed”… very much indeed.
The Gorinian-Enviro-Nazi’s ABC Hand book of how to save the world (by killing America) PART ONE (Letters A through J)
Eat it up kids. Your local enviro-nazi dream team is forming and I’ll be damned if they don’t have a fool proof plan to save the world. (Pay attention, there is some pork attached) The summation is quite simple; cripple the country from the top down and make it impossible (and illegal) to do just about anything. The following is a list of words, actions, names and ideas that are well on their way out. Feel free to add, because I am quite certain I missed a few hundred…
Assemble (Unless it’s a peaceful ultra-liberal torch wielding assembly trying to burn down a former vise-presidential running mates church in Alaska)
Alaska (Alaska will now be illegal for 2 reasons, both of them being a former vise-presidential running mates home state and the presence of decades worth of oil)
Affiliate (Unless it an affiliation with either- A) a racist anti-American religious leader B) an unrepentant terrorist and his convicted terrorist wife C) a convicted real estate con-artist to get a good property deal D) a crazed Illinois governor hell bent on illegally selling a senate seat
Arm (Unless it involves arming the helpless trees plants and animals so they can finally shoot back at heathen Americans who’s greed and immortality have led them to disgusting habits such as eating food and building shelters to live in)
Act (Unless it involves acting in front of cameras for two years to give the overwhelming impression that A) you care B) you know what you are talking about C) you “feel the pain of the common American” D) the criminal/racist/con-artist that you have been associated with for decades “wasn’t the person you knew then”) E) you were in fact born in Hawaii and not in Kenya F) you or no one you know ever spoke to said accused governor especially one of your most recent controversial cabinet picks in regards to the selling of said senate seat
Build (Unless it involves building A) wind farms which are exorbitantly expensive and are unreliable in use with existing power grids B) hybrid vehicles which will only further cripple the US automotive industry C) a near trillion dollar infrastructure project in attempt to stimulate the economy just because you heard F.D.R. did it sixty years ago and people thought it worked and you think that all the press comparing you to F.D.R. makes you more legitimate/experienced/knowledgeable.)
Breed (This is an important one. Because traditional man/woman couples typically have for the past few thousand years, copulated to populate the earth and expand families, all of which is clearly offensive to liberals, the ACLU will file suit against both God and all mankind in an attempt to make giving birth a right for same-sex couples. God will be required to change the human form and function or face steep payouts. This of course will happen before the ACLU and other left-wing fanatics sue God to make him not exist because his omni-presence offends them and their desire to pursue ultra-atheistic practices such as drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting to have the cross shaped piece taken out of the popular children’s game Perfection.)
Brandish (OBVIOUSLY brandishing any sort of firearms will be illegal unless A) you are a criminal with legal backing preferably by the ACLU B) you are part of the hundred thousand strong pseudo-marxist “civilian taskforce” proposed by your president elect. C) you are a terrorist who was captured on the field of battle trying to slaughter American troops dressed as a citizen but cant be detained questioned interrogated or prosecuted because it might make you a little uncomfortable so after your prompt release you will be reissued an assault rifle and flown to the terrorist harboring country of your choice so you can continue your heathen jihad, all of course at the taxpayers expense.)
Broker (Free capitalistic American commerce will formally be replaced with a much larger more cumbersome and intrusive socialistic government backed style of economic dictatorship, because as we all know, nobody knows how to run business like the government, I mean look at the post office, what better model of efficacy exists today?)
Construct (Construction of all non-green Matt Damon approved buildings will be halted until consumers can afford to pay ten times previous market value for homes and business that run only on sunlight, Al Gore pixy dust, and bullshit.)
Christmas (I’m surprised that the most evil of all holidays, which was declared a national holiday in 1870 by Ulysses S. Grant, has made it this far. The libs are furious that millions of Americans have the audacity to celebrate the birth of their savior and place $1.13 strands of lights on green trees and make food and spend time with their families and give food to charity and actually give their children something to look forward to all year. You can actually be fired for telling customers “Merry Christmas.” Christmas celebrations must know be called ‘holiday events’ to protect the sanctity of those who make a living out of making sure others cant freely enjoy their beliefs as prescribed under the constitution. I can only assume that by denouncing and barring all Christmas related activities that those individuals animatedly aggrieved by the mere mention of ‘the other nasty c-word’ will report to work on December 25th and celebrate baby Jesus day by working alone while basking in pride knowing that they have the divine gift of believing in nothing while simultaneously attacking others beliefs.)
Cultivate (Cultivation requires tractors which we all know are on the rap sheet for murdering polar bears. It will be proven by Mr. Gore himself that baby seal blood powered John Deere tractors were used by Dick Cheney to systematically euthanize entire families of polar bears and haul massive chunks of the solar ice caps to melting facilities to help meet the Bush administrations sea level raising goal of .00000000001” over the next 450 centuries.)
Create (Under the new administrations tax policy, creativity in commerce of any kind will be severely punished via tax increases in the name of ‘patriotism.’ As we speak, successful businessmen, affluent investors and triumphant entrepreneurs alike are scrambling to dismantle their operations, sell of their assets and pack up shop before the socialist redistributive tax changes take effect. The owner of the Miami Dolphins is first in line in case anybody is wondering.)
Demolish (Environmentalists often bring demolitions of aging and financially burdensome buildings and bridges to a halt because of fear the dust from the collapsing concrete might give a family of beavers a sinus infection. They also challenge any sort of roadway development that might cause emotional damage to the local sea bass population and so on. Engineers in turn are forced to design highways and roads that cost hundreds of millions of dollar more to build and require commuters to put more miles on their vehicle thus consuming more fuel. Ironic because the enviornazis ultimately want to make oil more illegal than unicorn blood, a process that has been given much undeserved merit by Britain’s ill-fated brainchild to cut carbon emissions 80% by 2050. See, its really that simple, bankrupt the country, halt industry and wham-o…no more emissions!!)
Develop (Development implies progress, expansion, industrial progression, and the logical idea that we should utilize our own resources to remain competitive. And since all of these ideas directly contradict the core principals of most liberals and environmentalists, development of any kind from here on out will be frowned upon. Clearly the world will prosper from the death of our need to generate income and remain globally viable because Time magazine tells me so every week.)
Deliver (I’m guessing UPS, Fed-Ex, and the USPS will be forced to cut daily shipping routes or comply to hard line eco-friendly yet fiscally nonviable ‘green machines’ as their primary vehicles of transport. This once again gets redundant in stating because if there is no development, and no dirty manufacturing there wont be much to ship anyways. Hopefully the full circle theme is starting to set in)
Drive (Democrats love to crucify the masses of Americans who were evil enough to actually purchase a vehicle that was large enough for an entire family, was stable enough to drive through a snow storm, and when involved in an accident was strong and safe enough to protect its occupants. Already we have seen threats from the government to the US automotive manuafactures essentially threatening abandonment if they don’t go hard green. Hybrids are a super swell idea and someday I’m sure they will be no-brainer, but at this exact moment attempting to give the country a hippie makeover at the cost of a complete economic meltdown doesn’t make a lot of sense.)
Drill (Over used by the republicans in 08’ race, and a word perpetually unknown to anyone who thinks this country can abandon coal and oil in the next few years, drilling has become the new racism. Liberals are convinced that by ignoring the decades worth of untapped oil and natural gas living in our own backyards, we can force industry into conforming to impossible eco-standards. They are of course correct. By forcing industry to go green overnight, production will immediately halt; companies will either close up shop or relocate (if they haven’t already, I mean there’s still plenty of room and hungry workers in China, Korea, Mexico etc etc etc). And as if a magic wand of enviro-struction (my new word meaning destruction through environmental tyranny) sprinkled the country with eco-fairy-death-dust, factories will shut down finally solving that pesky green house gas problem that has yet to be irrefutably validated. And since no one will have jobs, those middle class SUV driving bastards will finally be forced to stop murdering the world with their death mobiles.)
Farm (Farming under the eco-nazi rein has taken a nasty turn for the worse. Remember a while ago when US farmers pretty much grew what they wanted, were really good at it, and the US was actually able to export food all around the world which helped starving nations and thwarted massive increases in prices on silly things like corn grain and wheat? Well, that was unacceptable to some people, so they came up with a brilliant idea to burn food instead of gas so we could save the world!! Ethanol, or the E-85 blend, which only wastes acres upon acres of perfectly good corn for one damn tank of fuel, succeeded not only in diverting billions of dollars in automotive research for logical and realistic forms of propulsion, but also prompted a world wide food shortage starving millions of people right in their tracks! WAY TO GO EVERYBODY! Thanks to these eco-jackasses you can now buy a $50,000 Chevy Tahoe that gets 15 miles to the gallon…BUT… can fuel itself on a food/fuel blend that you cant BUY ANYWHERE ANYWAYS!!! These people are ok with literally starving children to death if it means making a green shit stain on their resumes and they are or already have taken over Washington. The starving children of Kenya wish to personally thank you for your liberal voting record, please send them a “Change you can believe in” bumper sticker for Christmas so they have something colorful for their gravestones.)
Fight (Unless you are a certain governor from Illinois who claims he will “Fight! Fight! Fight!” until his last breath because all the incriminating tapes the FBI recorded were actually segments of prank calls from Ashton Kusher)
Fart (gas excreted from cows pigs and sheep are now considered toxic to the earth and will be taxed per head, I am not making this up!)
Freeze (Any news of polar caps re-freezing, as they do and have done for a very very long time will be made illegal to report because it will discredit the most respected of all non scientist-scientist…Al Gore)
Grill (red meats) (Meat is murder)
Generate (Generating electricity by practical and economically viable means is on the outs. Wind farms are a sure fire way to bring instability to power grids across the country so naturally the libs love them.)
Hunt (All you nut-jobs out there who choose to exercise your right to own a gun, and are insensitive enough to hunt on your free time when you arent either working or are in the process of being laid off, will no longer have to worry about freezing your asses off the first day of deer season. Libs hate hunters, which is really no surprise because they hate most things that tax-paying citizens do. I think I’m going to start sending venison patties labeled as Boca Burgers to all these anti-hunting douche bags that apparently have nothing better to do than ruin other peoples lives while sitting on their own thumbs up their asses with MSNBC on the flat screen.)
Handout (Unless it involves handouts to a corrupt housing and voter rights advocacy group whose initials spell out a certain nut that squirrels eat. Handouts in the form of charitable donations to an un-named library will also pose no conflict of interests as the wife of said libraries founder becomes secretary of state…hmmmmm)
Help (A twist here- NOT helping those who choose not to work and make themselves useful members of society is now a big big no-no. How genius; promise tax cuts to the very people who don’t pay taxes in order to get elected and then stick the bill with the rest of us. Conservatives who suggest stricter welfare and government assistant regulations will be labeled as “satanic minority oppressing heathens” and denounced by the drive-by media.)
Ok I am carrying on a bit, time to start tidying up the rules.
Hunt (Hunt appears twice because it will be double illegal)
Invent (Unless it involves inventing a birth certificate for B-rock)
Invest (Unless it involves shady land deals with Tony Rezco)
Investigate (Unless it involves investigating a republican)
Interrogate (Unless it involves interrogating a republican)
Inherit (Unless it involves inheriting a senate seat for a large amount of money)
Inhabit (Unless it involves a democrat inhabiting an expensive hotel to cheat on his cancer stricken wife)
Join (Unless in involves joining the party of change real change change we can believe in)
Jubilate (Unless it involves jubilation by a racist reverend screaming “god-damn America” at the top of his lungs in front of thousands of people)
ok ok- thats all for now. The letters K through Z will be coming shortly.
It really couldn’t have gone any other way. It’s a test. Its one great big test of what’s left of the minds hearts and souls of the poor benefactors of what was supposed to be a prosperous and noble nation.
We,
In our great modern form are the great blindfolded witnesses of the persecution of religion, the severance of capitalism, the injection of government on what was a self reliant people.
We,
In our present state of involuntary restructure, are forced to question who in fact will actually give a damn about the principles and foundations of our republic (look it up), and challenge these heathen mongrels who think it’s a good idea to piss on the bill of rights, condemn the constitution and undermine the thousands upon thousands of good souls who gave their lives to protect ours.
It’s a kick in the teeth, a slap in the mouth. I actually had someone, someone close to me tell me that I shouldn’t be so negative about what’s happening to our country. I was told that our president elect was a “constitutional scholar” and that I should be supportive unconditionally. I will do no such thing for a man who stands for nothing, speaks in circles and surrounds himself with some of the most putrid pieces of garbage you can find on this still green and non temperature rising earth. No one, to this day can tell me one reason why they voted for this man. Its actually become quite a fun game and I recommend you try it on your friends. Round up all your smitten demagogue loving bastard cohorts and see if they can tell you why they voted the way they did. Here’s the catch… they cant mention GW Bush or attempt to make your believe the election was about abortion… because it was not. You will be very hard pressed for answers. I’ve asked dozens of people in the last month and I still haven’t gotten a single reason. And some of these people seem intelligent enough to actually lie and make up a reason why they voted the way they did, but what is truly amazing is that most cant even muster up a lie, amazing because the campaign was based upon lies and undeliverable promises. What is consistent is the stream of side talk and subject changing blurts of bullshit, much like oh I don’t know, a couple million dollar how to vote infomercial that I get from people when asked the great question of 08’… “why did you vote the way you did ?” You will get bullshit for answers I promise. You will get bullshit because nobody knows. “Change! Its gonna change! We got change coming! Change is here! Its time for change! We need to change! Its gonna change this time cuz change is coming” and so on and so forth.
This asshole faked the presidential seal while campaigning, and now carries around an “Office of the President Elect” seal in his limo. The problem with that being there is no “Office of the President Elect.” It doesn’t exist. But this guy is so high on himself that it does exist, in his ego, which is roughly equal to or greater in size than Clintons ass.
I’m not sure when this country started voting on fads. Its unclear at which point people forgot they were in fact voting for the Commander in Chief, who’s primary job is protecting our lives and country, and not for some thieving media humping douchebag who suckles on the teeets of racists, unrepentant terrorist and real estate con artists. But never mind all that. This guy promises to change the world, and trust me the world is changing.
John Bolton, former United States Ambassador to the UN predicted in June of this year that Israel, on the assumption that our president elect is a diplomatic no talent ass clown who thinks he can sit down with all the worlds malicious dictators for coffee will be a bit weak on maintaining a strong military presence on hostile and volatile nations, namely Iran, will prepare for a preemptive attack with or without or support. They have already begun such preparations under the assumption that Iran will continue its uranium enrichment in hopes of and I quote “wiping Israel off the face of the earth.” Oh I’m sorry, he actually said Israel is a “disgraceful blot” that should be “wiped off the face of the earth”. That sounds like the kind of guy that should be invited to dinner eh? But its cool, Im sure our president elect and Mahmoud Ahmadinejad will get along just fine considering neither of them have valid United States birth certificates… Sorry, that was cheap, much cheaper than the three quarters of a billion dollars that it took to get the guy elected.
its ok to be angry...trust me
“Where have all the cowboys gone ?”
-Paula Cole
Ill tell you where they went… They packed their bags and headed out and left us to fend off the heathens and vultures of a new world gone stark raving mad. Where are the patriot flags and our formally drafted call to action? When did molesting the constitution become more popular than shoplifting? It’s a frenzy; a cold balmy blizzard of putrid dissolution and apathy. It feels like that sweet chocolate death chunk ice cream that makes you sick to your stomach. Burn your colors, crank the tele and head to wallmart where the great meeting of the misinformed started years and years ago….oh and try an not get trampled to death under the obese drag race to the hot deal on isle six.
What?
Whats that you say?
You didn’t get your invitation?
Sure ya did, its on kitchen table under the “hope” stickers asshole. We used to have camps for people like you. There used to be uncanny resolve and the barrel of a slick rifle to back it up. We don’t get that part. We get the water downed vitamin enhanced easy to digest PG rated version of impartiality and our kids are going to pay some new kinda hell for it. Its gotta go back or by the time the smoke clears and the red dust settles we wont know if we are coming or going, eating or shitting, smiling or vomiting in bag with a bar-coded American flag printed on the side. Don’t believe me? Do some homework and look around the world for the last few hundred or so years cuz its been tried and tried again and believe me my friend it’s a grade A- certifiable recipe for failure and its becoming the ingredients of our new national stew. And im talking about a slop so sour and putrid that just the thought of it makes your gut wrench and brow sweat like the final moments before giving up hope and losing your nights intake to that great white bleach scented porcelain basin called failure…
Remember me?