Friday, January 14, 2011

Fasten your seatbelts


Because as always, it is:


Funny business, a narcissist's personality -- the things I have said on my way up the ladder so I could move faster. I often forget that people who are not entranced by my beauty might really be listening to me. That's one trait all self-absorbed quitters like me have in common, whether we like it or not: the complete inability to feel anything except how it affects me. Sooner or later, someone is going to catch on, no matter how many careers I have ruined or lies I have told. And in the last analysis, nothing's any good unless you can look up just before your servants serve you dinner or turn around in bed, and there he is -- Glenn, um, I mean Todd. Since there is no one with my mixture of incredible charm and tiger-like slinkiness, there is no one else that could be president. You might be able to lock and re-load, you might be able to see Russia from your window, or maybe you went five colleges, but you're not a real Republican unless you can blame the other side and prove you are always the victim.


Nice speech, Sarah. But I wouldn't worry too much about your heart. You can easily fit that award where your heart ought to be.


Fasten your moose straps, there is bloody libel to pay tonight.


While I laud President Obama for an incredible and moving speech, I fear it is only a matter of days before America goes to back to work -- being the same divided nation, with each side (one a lot more nasty, armed & dangerous than the other one) hunkered down.

You cannot ignore the fact that America today is a country brimming with anger and strife. For years, we have ignored the rotting outer core in the pursuit of satisfying the inner one. The collective effort we had in building a great nation for over 200 years has slowly been dissipating since we turned the keys over to über-right and religious fanatics in 1981. Our country is broke and our society is broken. What we have been witnessing for the past decade is a carnival act of vultures using politics, religion, and jobs to abscond with all the spoils.

In just about every statistic that is measured, we are below average when compared to the rest of the world.  The only places we come out as leaders of the pack are in military might and waging war -- and even those two have not had a good ride as of late. Look at the state of education, health care, savings, tolerance, happiness, poverty, and manufacturing in this country -- nothing we do anymore screams innovation or leadership. All it screams is how much money it can make for the investor class. The politicians can rile up the crowds with American exceptionalism all they want. All the facts prove they are wrong.

Where we are exceptional is in the amount of guns we own.

You have to wonder, is there anyone really trying to re-build and invest in our country, not just take the lion's share and leave the crumbs for everyone else? It really seems that the few who control so many of the assets of our wealth just want to plunder what is left before the leeches cling to their skin. It is a sad time, and it is a dangerous time.

We are a nation that loves instant gratification at the expense of our future. We put our heads in the sand when it comes to making hard decisions. And finally, we have become a country where sacrifice and compassion have actually turned into a dirtier words than liberal. It is hard to believe we want to live in this kind of country -- but in a place where a complete dolt like Sarah Palin is acceptable as a leader because she is hot, it really does appear that the the future of the noble experiment called America is shaky at best.
 
The next two years will be nothing but frustrating. We have learned nothing from the past week. We never do. Louis Gohmert, Virginia Foxx, and Trent Franks have already gone back to slinging the dirt. The teabaggers are blaming Giffords herself. And right-wing pundits are tripping over themselves defending their heated and gun-filled rhetoric.

Meanwhile, as her adoring fans struggle to get food on the table, Sarah "Blood Libel" Palin laughs all the way to the bank. Some country.

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