Sunday, January 28, 2007
More hatred, less fear
Fear is useless; whether it is fear of a trap door opening under you in the middle of Hollywood Boulevard or fear of corporate fascists who would silence you. I begin with a big shout out to Randi Rhodes who, when I can, listen to on Air America Radio. She won a case against a murderous group of butchers known as CACI International. They were the folks who brought you Abu Ghraib, though you wouldn't know it if you only watched American media outlets. Our media found a bunch of hillbilly dropouts to blame the whole thing on and these pigs at CACI, Blackwater, Titan, et. al. walked. Randi spoke truth and, though I'm certain it cost her and her employers some green, she fought it out and won.
It's the kinda story that gives me faith in the system. Though not much, because if the system had it's shit together the only ones on trial would be the gut eaters who are stealing our tax dollars in the name of liberty. Speaking of stealing tax dollars, ever wonder what happens to military surplus items? The Iranians and the Chinese use it to prepare for war against us: http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/01/16/military.surplus.ap/
Of course, most money we spend as taxpayers goes towards positive things right? Building and re-building the infrastructure of countries we helped destroy is the American way. We have big hearts and big wallets to go with our big bombs. Unfortunately, we have become complacent in our everyday lives and the result is people doing things in our name that we wouldn't approve of: http://corpwatch.org/downloads/AfghanistanINCfinalsmall.pdf
But, none of this should come as a surprise. You are as tired as I am or your neighbor is or anyone you know is with politics. At the very least you are distracted and please don't deny it or make excuses for it, I understand. Lincoln Steffens was right, however; "we deserve the government that we have." This is as true now as it was a hundred years ago when he first wrote it. So, sit back, relax and don't worry, cuz when we all float down Hollywood Blvd. with our third degree suntans and some Jesus freak is waving a rifle at your kids on the roof of the Griffith Observatory those cocksuckers who pull the strings will fly away to their mountain top bomb shelters and ride out the apocalypse and that big ol' trap door won't be so threatening