Exterminate The Brutes

The utter transparency of the Bush administration's falsehood and evil is so plain that stupid people everywhere are madly, blindly scurrying under the closest mold covered rocks to avoid the harsh media lights which would force them against their will to proclaim that George Bush and his henchmen are thugs, not smart enough to run organized crime, if they were turned into bugs they would be cockroaches, like the cockroaches the mole currently greets almost daily in his sink and medicine chest, living in faeces and garbage and pools of festering vomit and urine.

We, and we know who we are, have always known, and have prayed to whatever dark political gods there are that these days would come, the days when Bush would be exposed for the monstrous fraud he is, a pestilence of almost Old Testament proportions visited upon us for the sins of our own stupidity: that we would for even a moment shatter the progress of generations of enlightened men and women and say, war is an effective diplomacy tool, that evolution is a falsity and Adam named the dinosaurs, and the American people are stupid enough to think that an Arabian Horse molester could run FEMA.

Do you even remember that the reason we elected George Walker Bush is because we didnt like the fact that Monica Lewinsky gave Bill Clinton blowjobs in the Oval Office? That is the only reason. Gore had and has ideas -- Bush shuns them as one would shun the Bird Flu. Does it register that George Bush had been on vacation for A MONTH before 9/11, obviously at a loss for anything else to do and such a fucking tool of his own pasty, pudgy-fingered, Wormtongue handlers that he didnt (and doesnt) even need to spend much time in Washington?

This is not a time to rejoice, by any means: first of all the Beast George Rabban is still in power, a tool of Baron Karl von Harkonnen, and the spice flows under his control. If the democrats can take back EVEN ONE house of Congress next Fall there could be hope; but even then there is much to fear. But at least the emperor's clothes are being exposed - we are at the point in the story where everyone but the emperor sees he's naked: soon the crowds will begin to titter, then guffaw, and then he will be seen for what he is -- a Fool. An Imbecile. A Puppet of hungry men who seek all for themselves. And then we can tie ropes to the statues and pull them down.

Peace to all.