Thursday, March 24, 2011

Democrat and Republican Missiles Both Taste Like Chicken:

Well, I'm going to try to make a post every week on this blog. Sometimes the subject matter will be political in nature, it may involve social commentary, it may be ridiculous stories of things that occur in my pathetic excuse for an existence and sometimes it will simply be the lunatic ramblings of a vile miscreant known best as a local musician.
            The president said we're having chicken at 7 p.m., but who the Hell decided we're having chicken? Sure, I've equated a whole universe of conspiracy theory to dinner, but the parallel is there. We know we're eating, and we know what time, but who wrote the menu and who cooked the dinner? Unless one is a bonafide member of the Illuminati, it's all conjecture and opinion, although people with sense in their heads know what makes sense and what doesn't.
            Those of us who paid close attention to the 2008 presidential election and the euphoric, anti-republican Obama love in the air, would never have dreamt he'd be the guy to throw U.S. weight around in the Arab world. Obama doesn't seem the type to start slinging missiles, yet it's happening. Of course, he also made himself out to be the guy who was going to straighten out this banking problem, but he's kept all the same former Goldman & Sachs executives in his cabinet and in charge of the Fed. Even G.W. Bush said, before being elected in 2000, that he wanted to pursue a humble foreign policy. People believed that from the little Texas Jesus lover who hid from war during Vietnam and did all his big talking in his much younger days, without Jesus, and through a haze of cocaine and liquor.
            The American public is rather like a man infatuated with fast, fun-loving women. Like any candidate worth his salt, there is a 100 percent certainty that she will talk a good game, and perhaps even feel real affection for the idiot--but in the end, she'll clear his bank account, steal his car, then leave him with a mountain of debt and a fierce addiction to narcotics.
            Who the Hell decided we're going into Libya? I'm not a member of the Illuminati, so this is just my opinion, but I think it was the same folks who seem to control everything else--big business--namely the oil industry. Gas prices have gone crazy, and it has been largely blamed on an unstable Middle East. When Libya's army threatened to quash the rebellion and stabilize the regime, with Yemen prepared to follow suit, the oil industry probably didn't like the outlook on oil prices if everything were allowed to go back to normal. They wanted to shake up the pot and keep things boiling over for a while, because that translates into dollars.
            Just as Bush II was the reluctant patsy left to explain everything when we invaded Iraq, Obama had to go on TV and tell America we were about to go into Libya. After all, he had his dinner orders... from whoever decided what goes on the menu.

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