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6 April 2006 | This is Idiocy

So Bush approved the naming of names via Cheney, eh? Does anyone imagine that anything will actually come of this?

Spiff, you owe me bet money from the whole thing about Katrina or wiretapping or whatever we were taking about last month.

Want to know why I’m not political? Bush and his administration have taken us to war under false pretense, effectively plunging a country into chaos with (from all that I’ve read) absolutely no long term plans. He’s ignored warnings of the results of natural disasters, and his cronyism led to even worse results than should have been expected in the short and long terms. He’s decided that rules don’t necessarily apply to him and decided to wiretap at will. And now, evidence erupts that he may have had a hand in ruining the career of a woman just because her husband fought him by presenting factual evidence that ran counter to his goals. Oh, and lied to the American people about firing anyone with any knowledge of White House leaks.

Clinton, on the other hand, got a blow job and lied about it.

Guess who had impeachment proceedings brought against them, and who didn’t? And won’t?

I suspect at this point that Bush could execute an abortion doctor on live network television, and ten days later, not only would he still be in office, but no one would be taking about it.

And that’s what pisses me off — not that congress is dragging it’s feet on holding Bush and Rove and Cheney and all the other old Boys’ Club members accountable; but that rather, the people of this country aren’t doing so.

Is this really what the majority of the country wants? An utter lack of accountability? Laws that apply only when they’re not in your way? Hiring people to do jobs that they’re helplessly unqualified to do because they’re old friends or made contributions to your campaign?

This is you all that I’m talking to. This is cool with you?

I mean, hey, majority rules. If this is what 51% want, then it’s fair, and saying any differently is sour grapes on my part. But I just want to know the rules before I start playing the game. Unless those change, too.

How much longer until we start to see after-effects from the way our current dictatorship is treating the people with total disrespect? I’m going on record and saying at least November; probably more like November of 2008. Unless we manage to piss off enough of the rest of the world, and then it just won’t matter at all.

Politicians sicken me. But maybe even moreso are the people that support them.


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  1. There was money involved? I thought we were betting for sexual favors, in which case I wanted to lose.

    Let me say it before you do: You know how I know you’re gay?

    Comment by Spaceman Spiff — 7 April 2006 #

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