Rape Joke, Take 1.A Rape Joke.Here’s some nicely B0t’d spam from this morning.
Let’s not add to the rolling snowball of self-perpetuated insanity that has most recently gathered a hefty layer from The Decider’s proclaimations of sanction ag’in Shi’ite Persia.
Let’s instead look at what, perhaps, They™ would use such sabre-rattling clamor to obfuscate. Reports of true Kafkaesquisity in the ever-growing beurokrautik
double-blind farce of the WatchList, which a SlashDot post posits is most probably fueled by datamining. With recent NSA and telecom collusion coming into fine focus, one might argue that this is not so much a lame-duck Presidency as an infant totalitarian dictatorship we here in the US of A have allowed to bloom.
Not this Candidate.
Personally, i’ve always thought that the NSA had best be wiretapping and the FBI watchlisting and the CIA renditioning and such. I just would have thought these agencies more targetted and adroit at thier game, like they were during the CoIntelPro days. These days their nets are too big, too broad and ill-suited to the tasks. They aren’t going to catch any fishies like this, all they’re going to do is piss good people off. Or scare them.
This doesn’t make it any more palattable. It just makes us a bigger target, which we didn’t need help with. We’ve been, as the Latin Americans who survived our decades of death squads and dictators say, “pinche hue Gringos.” What’s the gain in this game Cheney and Company are running?
Follow the money. The “left” press is almost there; watch them pull back from it like a slug from salt. It’s right under your noses when you sniff at Fox news. It’s why we fight in Afganistan, Iraq, and every other Eastern Hemisphere theatre, it’s why you were so confused about the voracity with which the shut-down of Lyndon LaRouche was effected.
If you say “oil” i swear to Maa i’ll fucking reach through the tubes and smack your dumb asses. I done tol’ allz’y’all prior that the USA is not going to get oil from Iraq. That much is obvious, or should be, to anyone with access to the internet who cares enough to look into who owns the damn pipelines. However, follow those pipelines and they’ll lead you home.
If you care.
If not, look up. There’s a new star in the North Eastern skies.
One would think that the assasination of a model collaborator would teach the Hawks something about the difference between a winning strategy and the type of half-assed muddle the US is waging against the people of Iraq.
If one assumed that they cared.
Hawks never care. Inside every Hawk is a sociopathic disconnect, more of a short-circuit than a soul, that clings onto visions of glory and military victory as justification for murder. The facts of any given situation are neatly rounded into a cop-drama script fo them, and carpet-bombing and torture are then easily seen as reasonable approaches to the issue. They never take the human factor seriously, and thus fail to notice when the boys they sent out to kill strangers start losing faith in the good fight.
Added some new vids to the Quagmire Player.
In honor of IslamoFascist Week, let’s review Shi’ite Persian Props.
I wouldn’t advise a hot war with Iran.
But hey, i care.
Since i know some people in New York read this, i thought i’d give a Destination Event Suggestion ~ Form Of: David Rees in Greenpoint for a free engagement at Word Books. Buy a copy of both books, whose royalties go towards landmine removal.
“We can’t walk over there.”
I note that the US is having an unrequited honeymoon with our new nuclear bedfellows in the World’s Largest Democacy™, India. Thanks for blue-balling America back to dealing with that clusterbombing hooker in Tel Aviv, Singh.
W/e. Here’s 78 vids of Sri Carlin.
The Confessions Of Saint George
Introducing Bambi, SpecialOps’ new puppy, keeping Iraq cute.
Slow newsday here in the Kiosk Under The Light At The End Of The Tunnel™.
I mean, some soldiers getting a new puppy and all aside, i just can’t pick a proper carwreck out for allz’yallz. So i went to FuckedCompany to check in on the current corporate corpse count calendar.
No help from the cheerleaders of internet marketing, i guess. Usually one’s adversaries provide ample fodder for straw men to disembowel in lieu of having a an insightful or even coheirant point, but Pud’s different like that.
Marketing. Neccesary Evil, rooted in Money. Exhorbitantly demanding of it’s own recompense for it’s Labor, which consists of busking and hooking target consumers for the overall Profit of the Client. Clients may be Neccesary Evil, Luxury Evil, or just plain old Mom-And-Pop type Evil.
J/K. They can be Neutral Evil, too. Like me, only with money. Like PBS. W/e. We’re boardin’.
Well, that’ll show the Oligopsomy a thing or two about Internet Commerce and Intellectual Property, huh?
Forward along the Great Shinning Uncharted Path Leading From The End Of The Tunnel!