I’m not one to stand here and dump my opinion into cyerspace. I have much more enjoyment and satisfaction at creating oddball characters, putting them into oddball situtations all in an effort to make a statement. Personally, most blogs I don’t like or don’t pay attention to because the author jabbers on about things that are perceived from their viewpoint only. Which is fine, don’t get me wrong – but let’s also remember my favorite cliche: “Opinions are like belly-buttons…everybody has one.”
However, setting up a rediculous blog full of rediculous characters does put a strain on the average average blogger-fans. Who is the creator? Why was this said? Things roll around in the reader’s brain that makes it look like the entire “Fruit Fly” blog is authored by somebody who’s in prison or a state institution. And it’s worth noting a time-out from the silliness and putting for some thoughtful points for consideration. (Besides, some friends have asked for me to put out a good old fashioned “Rant” that just rips something or someone to shreds. Admitedly, it has its appeal!)
So about this newly elected Democratic Congress! You honestly think I’d be interested in ranting about a speeding ticket that I received last January for going four miles an hour over the posted limit? The seriousness of what the American people have said last week goes far into the history books of our generations to come. Father than what the Republicans pulled off in 1994 with their “Newtie” Gingrich and his “Contract With America”.
I fully believe this past election was the direct response to the GOP’s arrogance. The news-mouths have been jabbering and trying to convince all of us that not only are they the smartest people in the world, but that this vote was the knee-jerk response to the Iraq War.
However, that’s nothing but the “Five and Dime Soda-Jerk” version: The quick grasp at a fast answer in order to be the first one to make such a rediculous claim. If Brit Hume or Wolf Blitzer or Tim Russert had said that the 2006 Election was the result of Congressman Mark Foley’s indescretion, every Lemming-journalist in the United States would be talking about the horrors of homosexuality, the NAMBLA or pedophelia. To appease their bosses and the Executive Directors of Big Corp USA, the news-mouths have decided collectively to leave the explanation of the Election as a result of the Iraqi War. Mind you, that’s only their guess; and as I have already discussed the human anatomy, you know where I’m going with that thought.
I think the vote went far beyond the Iraq War. It was a collective of the whole. It’s apparent that this Bush Administration has an agenda that does not include the American people as its primary concern. It’s clear that the George W Bush had forgotten that he is a public servant right around the time he decided to listen to our phone calls and scan our Internet search enginers. The American people voted against the absolute arrogance of GW’s attitude and against the machines that he began to build within our society.
We voted based on a guy named Jack Abramoff who took money from Indian Casinos in exchange for a bagful of promises that were never kept. This is the same guy who recruited young women from southeast Asia, promising them American citizenship status and then dumping them off in Siapan and turning them into slaves. If the young women turned out to be pregnant, Abramoff forced them to have an abortion and then it was back to the sewing machines. All so he could have labels saying “Made In America” put on the clothing and sell them to WalMart. You gotta love “free enterprise”!
In 2004, for a very brief time, President GW Bush proclaimed that he wanted to be known in history as “a War President”. It was short-lived. Apparently Karl Rove had a good idea in the middle of the night and once Bush went public with the moniker, Rove had a nightmare. Whatever the reason for Bush’s ego, the cliche’ touched a nerve with an aweful lot of voting Americans. One in particular was the grandson of the first “War President”, Franklin Delano Roosevelt. James Roosevelt Jr said; “A War President isn’t self-proclaimed. A president becomes a true War President by leadership that inspires followers at home and abroad. And most importantly, a War President never loses sight of the goals of true peace with honor. For Bush to grant himself this title is an insult to my grandfather and the inspired leaders who led this country in wars that were just. To put it simply, George W. Bush has not earned the right to be called a War President.”
During our very own Fourth of July parades and picnics this year, Kim Jung Il launched four missiles which successfully landed into the Sea of Japan. The Japanese government, very alarmed of course, turned to our self-appointed “War President” looking for support in resolving this crises. Bush and his Secretary of State Condoleeza Rice essentially ignored the show of force.
Dr. Rice, who frequently ignores world crises’ for a minimum of one week before showing up for photo ops and then running away from the problem, kept the lid on the kettles while convincing the American people that everything was okay. Of course they weren’t, because on October 9th, Kim Jung Il successfully launched a nuclear weapon underground. For the first time, Bush showed everybody that he wasn’t a “War President” after all, he was just a lost rich little boy. Put bluntly, Bush was simply lost within his own rancor of failed war policies in Iraq, Afghanistan, Hezbullah and saber-rattling and stupid threats of war with Iran. North Korea was just a nuisance. A deadly and globally catastrophic nuisance, but who cares?
What was the final response to this “Madman from the Hermit Kingdom”? Senator John McCain stepped into mud-puddle by saying it was all Bill Clinton’s fault. It was never noted that the Senator has failed miserably for the past six years solving these “glaring Bill Clinton’s failed policies”. Of course not! The news-mouths had to rush their “Copy” to their microphones and vomit into the American voter’s ears.
There’s the arrogance of the Republican voters to consider.
The Rovian propaganda machine was in full gear once it was decided we were going to war with Iraq, with or without the blessing of the U.N. Security Council. Perhaps you recall a few of your own instances. Here in the Twin Cities area, we had the “Republican Trespassers”. Many of us in the Minneapolis /St Paul area were against the Iraq War and we were outspoken about it with lawn-signs everywhere. Our voices were silenced by those Trespassers who would boldly walk onto our yards and ripped our signs out of the ground and throw them into their growing collection in the backs of their pick-up trucks. They spent entire weekends venturing from one excursion after another, feeling it was their duty…no, their obligation to serve their “Appointed President” and to shut our mouths.
Then there was the Republican “elite”. The snotty wealthy old windbags who tried to shame us for being different. We didn’t have to be black, or Jewish or even gay; it was how we voted and how we felt about this baseless and even senseless war that they felt gave them license to sneer at us. My favorite: “Well you know, Jesus never voted Democrat”.
They slammed their Bibles on podiums and proclaimed God’s love for them and denied His love to anyone who wasn’t in their
cult Evangelical Christian movement. These Conservative Christian Republicans shouted at us because we didn’t support their war. Then they showed up at the funerals of our sons and daughters who faught in their war and died and held up signs and chanted: “God Hates Fags”.
Their favorite Evangelical Christian minister out of 30 million of them, was having a homosexual affair with a gay prostitute and addicted to methamphetamines. (May I ask for someone to count the number of gay and lesbians that have been beaten or murdered based on hate-crimes encouraged by this man? Or would I digress?) Their favorite radio talk show host was using his housekeeper as a drug mule, doctor shopping for prescription medicine and caught importing prescription medicine for erectile dysfunction from a country that allows male juvenile prostitution. Their favorite author, lives on an island off the coast of Florida and is under investigation for voter-fraud. Ann Coulter’s books, with titles like “Godless; The Church of Liberalism” was on the New York Times Best-seller June 6, 2006, just five months before the election. In her book, she criticized the 9/11 widows and accusing them of extortion at the expense of their husbands’ deaths.
Not to worry. In her previous book, she bloviated that liberals should be arrested, tried and shot by firing-squad. She’s such a Republican version of an American Patriot, she called for someone to poison one of our own US Supreme Court Justices. All of the Lemming-journalists, the Republican elite, even the religiously insane got a good laugh out of that last one. “Cheezus Ann…You’re killing me here… No really.”
Hurricane Katrina, my god my god..!
Three years before Katrina, we watched our own people jump to their death’s in New York from 40-story window sills. In Katrina, we watched our own people swim and drown through a city with the second largest seaport in North America. Only three days later, Condoleeza Rice was in Manhattan purchasing a $1,000 pair of stilhettos, joining friends for tennis and enjoying a Broadway play later in the evening. God the Almighty meanwhile, having such a great close-knit with President Bush, urged the President to stay home and relax with a has-been country western singer while God’s children drowned, and their babies drowned with them. Vice President Dick Cheney showed up two weeks later like a gopher on Ground Hog Day sporting a fresh relaxed demeanor and quite eager to get a chance to talk about how much the White House would be doing to help out. They did nothing but privatize the entire thing to Corporate Cronies and Criminals. The day before Cheney’s “pop-up” visit, Bush told FEMA Director Michael Brown that he was doing a heckofa good job. A month after all of this, Anderson Cooper was still digging out bodies from collapsed homes on CNN and the FEMA trailers still hadn’t arrived. The President’s mother Barbara Bush worried that all of those black folks would stay in Houston instead of returning home, yet showed her pleasure that the Houston Astrodome provided a better shelter than they probably had back home.
It would be pointless to stretch this rant about Republican Arrogance any farther. It’s like pulling taffy, but without all of that warm buttery-sugar. $900 billion dollars missing here and there, tons of weapons and small arms ammunition missing whie in transit to our troops in Iraq, even the missing combative gear that’s never been delivered, it’s all horrible and destestible goo. The Secretary of Defense complains after an American G.I. asked about poor equipment…The Defense Secretary told the kid; “You get what you have, quit wasting my time with your problems.” (adlib is my own), …All of it swirls like the unwanted hair-matting that settles and dries itself on top of our bathtub’s train. And what would it gain? To rant about it anymore, I mean.
Perhaps it’s going to be the fuel that will drive us to clean up our country’s Leadership, and their croonies for now and forever more. We came close to making our country into a First World Banana-Republic. Or perhaps this entire rant was to point out that I have an opinion once in a while…and that I have a belly-button too. I call it my “lint trap”, is that so bad?
The Fruit Fly
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