Dubya Nearly Smoked in the Head by a Pair of Shoes

Sun Dec 14, 2008 at 08:23:33 PM PST

Jack,

Can’t stop watching the video of that dude throwing not one but two shoes at the President, who, it turns out, is actually pretty quick on his feet when he needs to be. What a shot! What a couple of shots! This guy is fucking deadly with those shoes, man! I’ve never seen anything like it! And I’m just about equally impressed with former college cheerleader George 'Dubya' Bush for moving so fast himself! These are two athletes at the top of their prospective games we’re watching here, makes you wonder if Bush has had to do a lot of duck-and-cover during his reign as America’s worst and most hated President of all time? Have there been other shoes? What do they throw at him in Tanzania? Istanbul?

It’s become my favorite net clip of all time, second only to that one where the ape sniffs his finger after scratching his ass and falls out of the tree. What do you figure? Guantanamo? Abu Graib? A book deal? I’m told he is (was?) a journalist, which means he’ll have some choice words about the whole thing, should he survive the next couple of weeks. And he ought to. Giving Bush a black eye for the holidays would have been the perfect gift to the whole world, America most certainly included. It’s a pretty good gift as it stands.

Chalk up yet one more in the irony column for the Bush Administration, Dubya nearly gets knocked out by a flung shoe when he's in Iraq promoting the New Security Deal. You believe it? You really can't make this stuff up. They keep surprising me, even at this late date.

None of which has anything to do with me dropping you a line at ______’s behest, regarding potential contribution of material to your many fine publications. Sure, I’m game. I’m thinking the way forward is take a peek at the last thing I wrote on a blog at the DailyKos regarding the Obama victory, which I’ve attached to this email for your perusal. If you can get past the swearing and terrible grammar you may or may not find some smallish nugget of wisdom worth a toss to somebody, somewhere and if this indeed is the case then maybe we have a pint and hash something out.

All for now,
iSenseChange

Yossarian Lament: Go to Mars, Not Iraq

We’ll need war only so long as we believe it to be an inescapable component of the human condition. It isn’t. Not anymore. Many nations with nukes means we lose the evolution game. Intelligence, the advantage that preserved us to the position of ultimate power on earth ends up destroying us, making the whole of human experience little more than a catch 22. Which is, of course, madness! I want no truck with it! I suspect you war people want to kill me! And everybody else! Worse yet, I suspect you want to kill yourselves, even! Bloody nutcases, the lot of you!

I want to know when we’re going to get serious not only about fixing the mess but designing this world, this civilization of ours to accommodate people of all races and geographic locations using clean, fully safe and sustainable energy. The blood of dead dinosaurs have sustained us to the point where we will raze other nations to rubble for control over it. It’s well established that Mankind does not have a great history of sharing rare things with one another, and in light of this we have to recognize that it is far past time to utilize the very energy that all matter in the universe is made from. Make it safe. Make it available. You can. You’ve done so much else. Right? Of course you have.

I want to know when we get serious about actually colonizing both Mars and the Moon. That’s the reality tv I’m interested in. And I’m not talking about sending Gary Coleman up there or anything, I’m talking about the real deal. Genuine top-drawer ExtraTerrestroNauts. Get those assholes from American Idol on the horn, I’m bloody serious, man! Bet we could get a pretty good scene up there on the moon (next stop, Mars!) for far less than the cost of Iraq Deux alone. Sad but true. Am I wrong? By how much? You figure it would have to be an international venture? Of course! Shouldn’t all things? Isn’t it necessary to avoid this tired ‘my backyard versus yours’ mentality that has ruled our relations amongst one another for for centuries of war and inequality?

ExtraTerrestroNauts. ETNs? Sure. A ring to it. Can’t be cosmonauts til we get past the range of the Sun, OneForce tells me, but also likes the ring of the ETN thing. Go to Mars, not Iraq, that's what the Flaming Lips said and who knows better than them?

Alright, enough for now. Straighten up you filthy swabs, get yer shit together!

-iSenseChange

NonRandomMP3age: "Change" by Blind Melon

Porno Justice and the Impending Rennaisance

Many say that things can never change but I assure you the reverse is certain: the only thing that never changes is that everything, over time, undergoes not only Change but Massive Change. I think it has never been closer. I see it and feel it and walk out amongst it, for the wheels of change grind slowly and once it can be picked up by a dude standing in the right place with the right kind of ears it's already moving too fast to stop. It has once again manifested itself, the irresistable, perhaps immortal force that has been felt before, during and after whatever sized Bang started the whole shootin' match off for Good or Ill or perhaps both. Definitely both. That's the oppositional binaric omnipresense, you have always (or perhaps never) existed under! Suck it in! 2K7 is the year the Rennaissance begun. Be a part of it. Contribute. Make it so. Because you'd rather define the Change than have the Change define you!

Rennaisance requires of us (all of us) to agree upon a set of rules that we can all live by.
-No more starvation amongst us.
-No more War amongst us.
-Protect the Earth.
-More dialogue amongst us.
-An atmosphere of Mutual Benefficienality amongst Citizens of all nations.
-That the People demand it to be so.

And what of the death of Saddam over the holidays? That one kinda snuck up on me but I'll call it what it is:

"Murder Amongst Puppets,
a Play on a Stage!
Penultimate present from the NeoCon Age!"

World breathes sigh at death of despised dictator? Hardly. A play on the stage presented both by and for America. And what makes better meat than the Death of an Asshole? Do you believe it was Justice? So too will I, if and only if we also include (like the good criminal investigators we all are) an investigation of those who have both aided and abetted said individual in the perpetration of said criminal acts. That's if you truly believe in Justice. But take heart if you don't. You are in the majority. For us 2 %ers it's Porno Justice at best and we'll have no truck with it.

Meanwhile intense debate continues in the Whitehouse but the last thing they're discussing is Vietnam and how to win it.
"Figger we still got time to bomb Iran?, Dick? Heh heh."
"Absolutely, Georgie. Have a cookie. Thataboy!" Cheney's a schemer. He knows what time they have left. And he wants, more than anything else, to do.

Grim words on these early days of 2K7, but i don't feel grim. I feel hopeful, Citizens, i truly do. I think we've seen how bad it can get and don't want to go there. i think we are starting to believe that Positive Change is an outright necessity. For our own survival. I believe it in my heart to be so and I am hardly alone.

Peace, Citizens. Prosperity to all in the Coming Age.

-iSenseChange

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At Zeitgeist’s Zenith: the Slugging of George W. Bush.

“We’ll succeed,” says Georgie under the literal shadow of Ho Chi Minh and ever the apt pupil of History, “if we don’t quit.” This, the lesson Dubya’s chosen to learn from America’s Vietnam adventure. Jesus! What in the Christ does that mean?!? Anybody?!? In a cornucopia of weird things this man has said and done during his presidency alone, how is it he can still surprise me? Gotta hand it to him.

Tell you what I learned from America’s Vietnam Adventure: If you leave, IT DOESN’T MATTER. None of the scary things all the war hawks bleat about ever end up happening. Never. Just as America’s dismal failure in Vietnam never had bupkis to do with either halting or advancing the spread of Communism, so too will America’s inevitable failure in Iraq have nothing to do with the halting or advancing of some UTTERLY IMPOSSIBLE, wide ranging, superpowered, Islamofascist Caliphate. A bunch of scary words that don’t amount to a hill of beans. You figure the Shiites and the Sunnis are gonna get together to take over the world? They’re actually blood fucking enemies! And that’s just two of the many splintered and rivalling Islamic sects that have all sorts of ancient reasons to hate one another until the end of time. Another ugly lie from the NeoCon hoard of ugly liars designed to make them and their buddies in the MilitaryIndustrialComplex somehow yet richer.

Speaking of Lies and Liars, Bush may now be impeached. You realize that, yes? Cheney may now be held accountable for his very obvious war profiteering with the ineffectual but now ‘vastly richer for the experience’ Halliburton, also. And he ought. They ought. American Citizens of all stripes, you owe it to all your country holds dear to remove these two men. If you are a politician, get the ball rolling. If you are an American citizen, start writing letters. Do it because these men are scoundrels that deserve it, more than any men in America's checkered political history or do it for the savage beating they delivered to your once grand Constitution but most importantly, do it as an example to the next round of liars and thieves that think they can twist and pervert your American Dream to their own sick ends. A message must be sent to whoever comes next. Nothing else you can do could be more important than that. Period. Get your shit together, America, the rest of us are sick of waiting for it and watching these fucks take what was Great and turn it to Shit.

I had the chance, I’d slug him. Right in the face. Love to. Dubya, I mean. Can’t. No access. But maybe you do? Maybe you’re a congressperson and you’re at a dinner party and President GWB is there and he says or does something really stupid and you just slug him right in the face, hard as you can. What happens? Sure, you get jumped by the secret service, but would they off you? Prob’ly not. So, what happens? Especially if, as a congressperson and pretty much all of yer constituents are glad as hell you did it? The path to the next election may well lay in slugging George Bush in the mouth. Hard as you can. Or maybe it just gets you and extended stay in Leavenworth. Or worse.

Fuck it. I had the chance I’d do it and let the chips fall where they may. No amount of waterboarding would ever remove the smile from my face. But I haven’t access. But maybe you do? Maybe you’re a ten year old winner of the National Spelling Bee and the President is gonna perform some utterly meaningless publicity function (rather than figuring out any kind of realistic solution to the Iraq Problem) that involves you, giving you the access that I lack. Well, here’s what you do: you screw up your little fists and right when he opens his mouth to say something stupid you pop him one, hard as you can. See if you can drop him with a ten-year-old, spelling-bee-champ haymaker and when he looks up at you with tears streaming down his face, right before the savage beating at the hands of the Secret Service, you look him dead in the eyes and tell him you did it for the soldiers. The world will see it and cheer you on, small comfort, perhaps, as thirty years later you’re still wasting away in some dingy prison in Syria (“waterboarding” W-A-T-E-R-B-O-A-R-D-I-N-G, “waterboarding”), but at least you’ll know in yer little heart o’ hearts you did the one thing that entire rest of the world would have loved to do. And you’d be famous! Maybe you write a book or something? There’s money there, kiddo, and ol’ Sensey’s here to help, should you need it. You can bet yer sweet bippy on that.

Have I said enough to be labelled an enemy combatant yet? I’m never certain anymore. Fuck it. Torture, I’m told, builds Character and as for the gulags, well, I’m no stranger to hard work. The fresh air can only do me good at this point.

Peace to you Citizens. Of all stripes. Even those that don’t look or talk like you and me. You dig? You better.

-iSC

p.p. Impeach them or deserve whatever dicks gain power next. You’ll get no sympathy from me and the whole world’ll agree that you deserve it. Wake up. Throw out the trash.

Citizen's Note # 911: inre 'What To Do About George 'Dubya' Bush

IMPEACH HIM. AND EVERYBODY AROUND HIM. FOR YOUR VERY SOULS. AND APOLOGIZE TO THE WORLD. FOR ACTING LIKE DICKS.

That is all.

This message brought to you by the good folks at the SenseChange Center for Positive Change. Thanks, and have a GREAT day.

-iSC

Schoolyard Diplomacy and the Apocalyptic Chicken

Never speak to your enemies. Even if they ask you to. Only threaten them. Because that’s what just always, always works.

Dubya holds True to Form: He’s nuts, first of all. Can we establish that? Nuts. I mean, whatever the measuring stick is, he’s nuts. And he still wants to attack Iran!?! After mismanaging ever single thing he’s ever done in office, including two preemptive and illegal wars and a natural disaster. And yes, Billy-Bob, I understand that you cannot manage a Natural Disaster. You can, however, manage your response to one. Fair enough?

Want more? Ground Zero remains a smouldering hole, the Constitution in tatters, SoleSuperPowerStatus in jeopardy, global opinion at lowest in history, went from balanced books to the Largest National Debt in the entirety of Human History. And in spite of all that (and so much more it staggers me) Dubya still thinks maybe he can pull off somethin’ against Iran. Which most experts agree won’t be the cakewalk that Iraq was supposed to be but never was. It will take nothing less than magic for GWB to somehow not fuck that up. Act of God, maybe. Just throwin' that in there.

Attacking Iran? I figure you’re gonna want a particularily good quarterback for that one, and GWB has never actually been a particularly good anything. Wasn’t he a cheerleader at University? Did I hear that? Is that fact?

I digress. But it’s weird, no? A cheerleader? So weird. Best not to think of it. Where were we? Iran! Right!

Everything you need to know about Iran and America can be broken down into a game of ‘Apocalyptic Chicken.’ “Sure!” America says, “you don’t quit fucking with the nukes we’re gonna smack you down. Hard. Like Iraq. We might not be 'winning' anything but how anxious are you for a big mitful of Iraq-Styled Chaos in yer faces? Wanton, random destruction, pretty much everywhere, no plans and no problems just one big stinking mess. Well? You want that kind of shit on you? Cuz fuck it. We’re on a tear.”

And Iran is like, ‘well, shit, there’s a chance they can’t attack us because of this whole emerging world (America, even!) public opinion thing. There’s that. And the whole fear of finally unifying the Arabs, who could all, regardless of creed or culture, legitimately see the American Adventures as a full fledged invasion on all things Oil. And they’re still stretched ridiculously thin with the wars they’ve got, not to mention the thumpin’ heard literally around the world when the Dems took back the House and Senate.

No way Iran’s gonna blink first. There standing up to the biggest dog on the block and the whole Arab world is watching them do it. If anything, an American attack would only make Iran stronger in the eyes of the Muslim world, ala Hamas after the Israel-Lebanon thing.

So that’s Iran-America for you (see also: North Korea). A game of chicken. Schoolyard Diplomacy in the Nuclear Age, the diplomacy of choice for the manchild American President. And former cheerleader(?). But the Times they are a changin', eh Citizens? You bet yer fur they are.

-iSenseChange

p.p. Oh yeah, almost forgot. Impeach Bush. And Cheney. Now.

p.p.p. Out of Iraq and into Selma! Yowza!

Blogger's Brew

Inre: My Morning
These are authorities. They carry weapons and they are allowed to do so. They are the Apparatchik of State. And they’ve just waltzed into your house like they own it and busted you like the bank. You’re place, as usual, is absolutely lousy with illicit substances. What do you do? Nothing to do. Nothing you can do. Submit to it. Try not to let it wreck your day. Find a reason to smile on your way to the patrol car. Ask them if they’d mind turning on the radio. Treat ‘em like a cabbie.

Inre: Iraq
Declare victory. Tomorrow. And you get…the…fuck…out. That easy. Sure, the World will know it’s a load but most Americans probably won’t. At most, in time, a generalized and vague recollection of some kind of confusion followed by some kind of victory. And all will be bliss once more in the Land of the free and the Home of the Distracted. The argument will go ‘Yeah, but we won.’ With the obvious response: ‘Won what? How?’ Righty and Lefty will argue about it for years, forever, like IranContra and ultimately, BullGoose Loonie Lefty and Religio-Redneck Righty agree to disagree, and so it goes. And you’re out. Right?

Inre: Fashion Trends, and Other Ways I Suffer for the Whim of the Capricious Masses.
Nobody sells turtlenecks anymore. You notice that? Their not fashionable. But my last one’s shot all to hell and well, shit man, I just like a nice, thick, black, turtleneck sweater. Maybe just tight enough to show the shoulders off a little, y’know? But they don’t sell ‘em. Everything's got zippers. It’s what they think you’re gonna think is hip the next time you’re at the mall. But where the fuck, pray tell, does that leave me? This culture is not adequately servicing my needs and hasn’t for a long time. Maybe it’s time to take off again.

Hmmmm.

Inre: Impeachment.
He ought be. And deep in America’s collective heart of hearts, they all know it, every damned one of them. The deal of the thing is nabbing Cheney first for Halliburton-related war profiteering. Also a Federal Crime. Should be nothing easier to do on earth. But maybe I’m missing something…

Inre: Her
Yeah. I fall in love too easily. But I fall in love for this just barely fathomable ideal. If it were summertime I’d suggest we go to the desert, do huge rails and see what comes out of our mouths. Or into them, for that matter. Yeah. Absolutely. Take ‘er some place fun. Have fun. No pressure with the understanding that I will conspire for a kiss. Powerless not to. It’s entirely in her prerogative to yeah or nay at any point. Yeah. That’s the plan. Something like that. Not summer though. SO what then? Something fun.

Inre: The Finally Dead NeoCon Movement and America Killing It.
Always said the only thing that can save the World from America was Americans. Turns out I was dead-on balls on that one friends and neighbors. This makes the Far Right comes back a little. The big NeoCOn experiment is over, a miserable failure on every count, something we can all agree on. Maybe the whole American Tragicomic experience of GWB spontaneously generates this feeling that regardless of Lefty or Righty leanings, Things are Bollixed and Need to be Fixed. That’s the reality, America. Not only do you have to deal with that reality but you have to deal with the situation. You have to fix it. Sorry. It’s not easy and it’s not something you can just make a phonecall about as you laze on the couch with the remote and that heaping bag of Doritos. Nope, things need to be fixed and they take Time. Your Time.

Inre Alcoholism and Minding Your Own Business.
Am I an alcoholic? Absolutely! And more! I’m all sorts of aholics! I’ll take no stones from anybody for it neither! Kiss my ass! Shuffle on! Yeah! I’ll take a Jack Daniels. On the rocks. In a brandy snifter. To go. And make it a double. Heh heh heh.

Inre My Writing Style and Who the Hell is Spenser Tracy? Why Not Miles Davis?
Some dude called my writing style some kind of cheap, Spencer Tracy ripoff. Had he called me some kinda second-rate Hunter S Thompson hack there woulda been nothing I coulda said. But dude prob’ly doesn't even know who the good doctor even was. Needless to say I wasn't offended. Told him the whole thing's actually a kinda first person narrative, which is old as dust.

Inre: Getting Things Fixed
Like monitoring your elections. And not forgetting it the day after it’s over, regardless of the outcome. Things need to be fixed. The elections are a sham. Machines going home at night with “administrators”? What the hell, pray tell, is that? A great big, yellow button that enables anybody to add as many votes as they like? Ridiculous. Lefty or Righty it is ridiculous. Dubya made his America Votes Act and, for Lefty or Righty, it has proven insufficient. Like everything else he's touched. Needs to be fixed, or rather, needs to be corrected. The fix is already in, Voters. The day after the vote, the week after, the year after, the People need to ensure that Democracy is protected, corrected and they need to not back down, ever, until an election’s result is at least as unimpeachable as the old, pieces-of-paper-in-a-cardboard-box deal that happens to work about a thousand times better than these dubious machines.

Inre: This Little Blog o’ Mine, I’m Gonne Let It SHINE!
Prob’ly I coulda just blogged anyone of these little paragraphs on their own and got reads, comments and whatever else be the coinage of the realm. As it is it’s a big jumbled mess that only the Faithful will read right through but what of it? I like it. Feels like some kinda jagged jazz scene and me and you are rippin’ it up out there, flyin' for a crowd that's snappin' they fingers and bobbin' they heads. Dig on that. Yeah.

Exeunt.

Startin’ a Band

Many of my best friends have been musicians. Starting to push through for me. Feel confident singing in front of people, for the first time, ever. Always knew I could at least hold a tune but was nervous. Been through so much in this life that I don’t care anymore. This blogging experience had added to that, too. Always hid my writing. Never thought it was good enough. Maybe it is or maybe it isn’t but I just don’t give a shit anymore. And I get feedback. And some people tell me that they really like my stuff and I play it all cool but it matters to me. And some people really, really hate my stuff and that matters to me almost as much. To Hate is to Care enough to Work Yourself into a Lather. Which means maybe I struck a chord. My the Final, Ugly Truth of the Age piece had to do with it too. Stopped caring if they’d kill me for telling the Truth. The Truth is bigger than me, a force unto itself, second only to the Immortal Change, so by all means spirit me away and do what you will with my corporeal form. I couldn’t give a shit. I did my part.

Speaking of Change: Facing huge opposition from all quarters, George ‘Dubya’ Bush might just be acknowledging that Iraq is turning into this huge, fucked up mess that the rest of the world has been seeing for years. But how does this play with all his insufferable and intractable “we will not back down, we will stay the course, we will not cut and run,” talk? Simple! Just deny you ever said it. Right?

Direct Georgie quote as of a coupla days ago: "Well, hey, listen, we've never been 'stay the course’…”

Wha…? Oh! I guess…you never…said all that stuff. Stuff like “"We will stay the course until the job is done, Steve, and the temptation is to try to get the President or somebody to put a timetable on the definition of getting the job done. We're just going to stay the course."
-George ‘Dubya’ Bush at a press conference, December 2003

But what does this with starting a band, Sensey? Christ, you are a rambler, ain’t you? Starting a band is about Life and Adventure, politics is about Cynicism and Deception. So what do you wanna write about? Right. A band. Yeah. Guess what I mean to say is, this WritingUp thing, this blogging deal lent me the courage to sing to others. Hey, shit, ain’t it the same thing, anyways? For you? Not shooting for Rock Superstar or anything, I just want to be able to play a few tunes in the bars.

Speakin’ of a few tunes…

"And so we've got tough action in Iraq. But we will stay the course,"
George ‘Worst President Ever and Most Dangerous Idiot in History’ Bush, April 5th, 2004

"And my message today to those in Iraq is: We'll stay the course." Apr. 13, 2004

"And that's why we're going to stay the course in Iraq. And that's why when we say something in Iraq, we're going to do it." Apr. 16 2004

Somehow in there, they were never actually about ‘staying the course’. Love to have this all explained to me. I’m a simple man. But fuck all that. Been puttin’ a few tunes together and playin’ em at parties and people are having fun. So fuck it, we're startin’ a band. We develop it. Shootin’ for bar scene alone. Anything comes beyond that is icing on the cake. It’s about realistic, achievable goals at the thirties, tell you that much.

Can’t wait to name the thing. Will keep a list on this page, maybe. And will take suggestions. Check back regularly and often. Get those hits up. Looking to break ten bucks on Adsense.

Many of my best friends are musicians. Always have been. And I think many of them have always thought I might emerge as a front man. It was like I had to get away from them to bring it out of me. But I can do it now. And when I’m ready, I will see who amongst them want to make a run at it. Big dreams, High Hopes in Times of Chaos and Distress. Maybe it’s all sublimation. Maybe that’s what this blogging thing has been too. Some of it, anyways.

"We will stay the course, we will complete the job in Iraq." August 2005

"We will stay the course." August 2006

"Well, hey, listen, we've never been 'stay the course’…'”

So what’s going on here? Based on these latest developments, I think we all have to rule out that Georgie’s simply a little confused. I mean, he is, to be certain, and has been all his life. That much is obvious. But even stupid people know what they believe. Just ask the Radical Religious Right! No, it’s not because he’s stupid (though he is, and this can’t be stressed enough), stupidity on its own doesn't cut it in this case. Ultimately, whoever you are and whatever your political leanings you have to decide something on GWB: he’s EITHER FULL OF SHIT OR INSANE!!! OR BOTH!!! So, three choices there.

I’m sure you know which way I’m leaning.

Rock and Roll, Citizens!

-iSC

NonRandomMP3age: “Love Her Madly,” the Doors.

p.p. Just found the Giants-Bucks game. All is Bliss. Prediction right here and now: the Bears will not get by the Giants in the playoffs. You heard it here first. Mark it and write the motherfucker down.

Why George Bush is an Evil Jackarse

(this blog entry was a originally a response to somebody else's blog. It has now become my own blog. Welcome to the Machine.)

I encounter alot of people who don't understand why so many people intensely dislike that evil golem George "Dubya" Bush. I don't pretend to know anybody else's motivations, but here's why I don't like him. Join in with your own reasons or call me a Leftist, Commie Pinko or what-have you. I don't really care.

I HATE George Bush because he LIED and keeps lying nearly every time he opens his mouth. What does it take for people to wake up to that? He's not a hero, he's the worst president ever and the most dangerous Idiot in history. It's not that it's fashionable to trash the guy, it's because people are genuinely angry.

At what?

How he LIED about all the reasons for going into Iraq. Every single one of them. Which means he took advantage of everybody, ESPECIALLY THE SOLDIERS who now die for his lies.
And the soldiers that went into Iraq under the flag of America? Their country called them, and bravely, they answered that call. What they are starting to realize is that their country, their commander in chief LIED to them. Used them. Manipulated their loyalty and their love for everything they held dear. And they die for that lie. And it's atrocious. There is no defending what Dubya did, asking for their sacrifice over bullshit.

Can you dig that, Citizens?

How he puts incompetant shlubs in charge of important positions - like Brown and Chertoff, who had no previous experience in 'protecting' anything, in charge of homeland security. Homeland security being what is supposed to protect us from further terrorist attacks and even natural disasters. Which is why the response to Katrina was so hopelessly f@#ked up.

Like how he keeps giving hand-outs to his rich buddies and ripping off your average American.

Like how he screwed up all of America's alliances with the rest of the world

Like how he caused untold tens of thousands of more terrorists by invading a country that never had a damned thing to do with 911 and hadn't been a threat to even it's neighbors in over a decade. And YES Virginia, I AM talking about Iraq!

THE ESSENTIAL POINT WE ALL NEED TO WRAP OUR MINDS AROUND: There never was nor never will be any connection whatsoever between Iraq and 911. It's been proven that was false information OR a lie. So he's either grossly incompetant (over 2000 American soldier's lives, remember) or an evil son of a bitch, but one thing he wasn't doing by going into Iraq was fixing anything to do with 911. No connection, not now, not EVER.

And that's not opinion or conspiracy, it's widely known all over the world and EVEN America. Get it into your cast-iron, red, white and blue skulls.

Know what that means, sweethearts? It means that Democrat, Republican or Moonie, if you want to elicit any kind of INFORMED political opinion on America and Bush in 2006 you're going to have to go ahead and make a grown-up decision:

EITHER: George Bush and his Administration lied to the People and the World about their reasons for going into Iraq

OR: George Bush and his Administration's gross negligence (ie.couldn't get their facts straight) has cost over 2000 american soldier's lives.

That IS the situation. No spin. No Lefty/Righty. Just reality.

What would I have done? I would have treated Terrorism like it is: a crime. Plain and simple.
It's not a War because terrorists aren't nations. I'd treat it like a crime. Remember the London bus bombings? England didn't go and invade any Nations over that, they treated it like a crime, and you know what? THEY CAUGHT THE TERRORISTS RESPONSIBLE IN DAYS.

If he had focussed all his resources on finding Osama Bin Laden they would have found Bin Laden. If he had focussed all his resources on securing America's borders and ports, he would have secured America's borders and ports. But he wanted to invade Iraq, so he invaded Iraq.
You don't get to invade any country you want just because you were attacked, especially if that country had NOTHING to do with the people who attacked you. But Dubya did anyways. And now America pays for it in blood, money and spoiled international alliances every day.

But why else don't you like Dubya, SenseChange? Glad you asked, kiddies, now PAY ATTENTION!

Like how he transformed a federal surplus to the biggest federal deficit in the history of the world (so, that means we didn't have a debt before Bush, and now we have a really big one), then says his economic plan is working like a charm. Which only makes a modicum of sense if his plan is to single-handedly bankrupt his own country. Which it may well be. I don't know.

Like how he got Daddy to switch him into the National Guard so he wouldn't have to fight in Vietnam and then he becomes President, starts an illegal war in Iraq and sends in not only American soldiers but that same National Guard he used to hide in. PUSSY! Cheney too, Cheney was quoted as saying he had "other priorities than fighting in Vietnam," but has no problem sending American sons and daughters to their DEATHS in the Middle East! PUSSY ALSO! EVIL PUSSY!

AND THEN THEY DON'T ARM THEM PROPERLY!!! FUCKS!

Like how he is still using 911 to erode the Constitution with things like the Patriot Act (which means a van can show up at your house right now, legally kidnap you, hold you for a mock trial in a local basement and summarily throw you in prison for life. Or to be tortured overseas. Or just put a bullet into your head and be done with you. You will not be able to defend yourself and there is no oversight on this process. Your government can just take you away and nobody will ever see you again and you'll never have the right to an attorney or nothing. that's what the Patriot Act allows) and Domestic Spying, all of which is completely illegal and the polar opposite of everything for which the Constitution stands.

The Constitution is a document that was written by the American Forefathers (so, a bunch of old guys, but important old guys, you know?) and was intended for times of Peace and times of War, otherwise, they warned, the document is useless. George Bush and his evil band of pirates strive every day to render the Constitution useless. Because, I propose, they're evil bastards. Did I mention that already? Well they are.

Ben Franklin -another one of these old, important guys- once said that "those who would sacrifice Freedom for Security will get neither and lose both."

I don't trash Bush because it's fashionable to do so. I trash him for being a genuinely evil man who made the whole world less safe, America first and foremost.

If you voted for him in the first time, he let you down. If you voted for him again, well, he let you down again. And he's gonna keep on letting you down (like selling the nation's ports to the government of Dubai, for instance, do you BELIEVE THAT? I thought we were suppposed to be AFRAID!)as long as you let him. He will just get harder and harder to defend.

At this point, if you'll defend Bush's actions, you'll do so forever. Which makes you a sheep. And a fool. History will always be curious about that particular sector of people in this particular time, blindly defending this scoundrel and his gang of pirates COME WHAT MAY!

A Correlation: those that still defend the actions of the scurrilous "Thief in Chief" in blogs like those found in writingup and bloggerparty and such are also those that write about Jesus and God, quote scripture and wait patiently for the Rapture! Am I wrong? I may be, but I don't think so.

It also turns out that those that are quoting scripture and such seem to be the least informed about the current events that shape the debate about Dubya and Gang, ie: "They" (so Iraq or Saddam) attacked us first, or that they DID find WMDs in Iraq, etc, lies that even Bush and co don't really bother trying to convince anybody of anymore. They are also the most likely to assume that Bush wasn't lying. Why? Because he claims to be religious. And maybe he might some day do something about abortion and about gay people. Which somehow makes ATTACKING a foreign land (and its people) for NO REASON palatable. Fascinating! And really weird!

I've got some medicine here for you. It's like Buckleys, you know? Tastes bad but it works. You ready? Down the hatch:

WAKE UP YOU CHRISTIANS! He LIED! AND HE USED YOUR RELIGION FOR HIS OWN FOUL PURPOSES AND WILL CONTINUE TO USE YOU, YOUR FAITH, YOUR RELIGION AND YOUR GOD TO CONTINUE TO COMMIT ATROCITIES!!!!
SMARTEN UP! HE'S NOT THE FIRST POLITICIAN TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOUR BELIEFS AND HE WON'T BE THE LAST! USE YOUR HEADS! IF HE IS NOT HELD TO ACCOUNT NOW WE WILL ALL HAVE TO DEAL WITH WHOEVER COMES NEXT, WHO IS EMBOLDENED BY WHAT YOU'VE ALREADY ALLOWED BUSH TO GET AWAY WITH!
IF YOUR HELL EXISTS, DUBYA WILL BURN THERE! IF HE AND PRESCOTT AREN'T ALREADY RUNNING THE PLACE!!!

Whew.

No wonder they ask you to be sheep. YOU ARE!

Does not your own religion condition you to be sheep? Am I wrong? Are you not told all the time in the bible and in church to be sheep? My idea is that this is the case. If I'm wrong, I'm sorry. If not, Baaaaaaaahaaahhh.

History will see it that way. Unless you call bullshit on this evil, evil man.

Some of this might sound harsh, and I'm not in the habit of insulting people I don't know, but I think it's medicine, and I think you need to take it because its good for you. And America. And the World.

Hey, vote for whoever you want in the 2006 and 2008 elections, because at least we know we don't have to deal with Dubya again. But don't keep defending him. When Men in Power are allowed to get away with whatever they want, that emboldens the next generation of men in Power (Dem or Repubby) to take it a step further. We can afford to go no further than Bush has dragged us. Or at least, some of us.

-SenseChange

p.p. This by the way was just a few of the reasons many people all over the world trash George 'Dubya' Bush, it is by no means a comprehensive list. Just off the top of my head.

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