we interrupt this program

 

In the midst of fire, flame, brimstone and political purgatory —

A friend sent me this. It is very beautiful. And time outs for beauty are warranted. Without it the eternal battle would be very empty. What would we win?

 

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And then I found this too. Which I cannot leave out it has to be here too.

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i now want to bear prophet451’s children

 

This comes from —

Prophet451 on the Democratic Underground.

The guy just became my new hero.

[I am posting it in its entirety too it is brilliant and I want you to read the whole thing but please visit :::Democratic Underground::: too.]

 

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Dear Republicans,

Fuck you. No, I’m not joking. I’m sick of this bullshit.

I’m sick of the way you’ve corrupted the public discourse. The way you’ve made it acceptable to hurl any insult you like at public officials. The way you blame us for the current atmosphere of hatred by accusing us of starting it with hating Bush. Like Bush didn’t come on the heels of eight years of your tireless efforts to destroy Clinton by any means necessary, like Bush didn’t give us good reason to complain. A couple of posters on a website compared Bush to Hitler and you’ve used it as free license to compare Obama to Hitler 24/7 and I’m sick of your hypocrisy, where it’s acceptable to say shit about Obama that you would have had an apopletic fit (and did) if anythign remotely similar had been said about your guys. Keith Olbermann calls Cheney a fascist when he was actually using fascist tactics and you think that gives you the freedom to call Obama a fascist, socialist, Marxist constantly for no reason at all. Fuck you and your bullshit false equivelancy.

I’m sick of the way you’ve made the populace stupid. Around a fifth of your populace thinks the sun orbits the earth, over half think evolution never happened. Your populace actually believe the media has a liberal bias. Not because it has, you have the most conservative media in the free world, but because you’ve shouted it so loud and so often that you’ve brainwashed the public into believing it, like the battered wife who parrots her husband’s insults. You’ve got a whole segment of the populace shouting about socialism and fascism and none of them know what the fucking words mean. You’ve convinced them that fascism is a left-wing thing. You’ve got them so turned around that some of them actually believe global warming isn’t happening. Fuck you.

I’m sick of the way you try to destroy the whole concept of government. You’ve tricked the people into believing that government can’t do anything right, always being careful to exclude the army because you love your bullets and bombs but you’ve so destroyed the public’s ability to reason that they don’t even think of interstate highways, the space program, the national parks program, etc. Government is always great when it’s doing what you tell it and inevitibly corrupt when it isn’t. Fuck you.

I’m sick of your rewriting of history. You’ve bleated so loud and long that Reagan was a great president, that the New Deal didn’t work, that cutting taxes increases revenues, that you actually have the people believing this bullshit. And these are the same people who will go on to become teachers and fill their student’s heads with this self-same bullshit. Reagan was a mediocre president at best who had teh good fortune to be in power when the USSR collapsed under it’s own weight and you bastards have turned him into teh Second Coming. You’ve rewritten history so that everything foul and hateful and wrong can be attributed to a Democrat while everything worthwhile is a Republican’s glory. Fuck you.

I’m sick of your dragging the centre ever further to the right. How many whackjob fringe ideas have you dragged into the mainstream? The aforementioned idea that tax cuts increase revenues, the Laffer Curve, the idea that Welfare harms the poor, the idea that there’s rampant fraud in Welfare, the idea that whatever is good for corporations is good for the country. And you push these ideas through your corporate media and you do it so long and loud that they become part of the accepted political landscape and because it is easier to tell a lie than to debunk one, we never get away from this rancid shit. Fuck you.

I’m sick of your casual criminality. Teddy Kennedy, a man who’s boots you were not worthy to lick, was just buried and all I’ve heard from my rightist friends for days is Chappaquidick, Chappaquiddick, Chappaquidick. Your fucking golden boy raped the Constitution, mainly because he wanted to; tortured random people (and waterboarding is torture, fuck you too) essentially because he wanted to; spent like a drunken sailor, essentially because he wanted to; invaded a soverign nation, essentially for the loot and destroyed people’s lives, essentially for the evilulz and you bastards are obsessed with a fucking accident a Democrat had decades ago? You don’t go on about Laura Bush killing some guy decades ago. Fuck you.

I’m sick of you praising pure evil. You’re letting Dick Cheney be the standard-bearer for Republicanism. Dick Cheney, a man so nakedly evil that even his friends call him “Darth”; a man so callous that Lex Luthor would recoil in terror; a man who probably has dismembered hitchhikers in those man-sized safes and kills plants by his mere proximity. Fuck you.

I’m sick of your attempts to tilt the playing field permanently in your favour. Democrats filibustered a few of Bush’s most hateful judicial picks and you pricks started screaming about doing away with the filibuster but now you’re in the minority, you’re filibustering absolutely everything you can and whining when you don’t get the chance. You ignored everything the Democrats had to say when you had power and now that you don’t, you scream that everyone must be bipartisan. You don’t budge a fucking inch on anything but you insist that everyone must compromise to meet you. That’s your idea of politics: Don’t move an inch, force the other guy to come to the right to meet you and call the result a “compromise”. Fuck you.

I’m sick of your corporatism. You dress it up in false populism but anyone with half a brain can see that you’re the brought and paid for subsidiary of big business. You keep pushing tax cuts as the answer for absolutely everything, you keep sabotaging every attempt to control the excesses of big business. You geuinely think the world would be a better place if it was a combination of Bill Gibson’s dystopian vision of a corporate dominated world and Ayn Rand’s bullshit Objectivism, yet another entry in mankind’s endless attempts to find a moral justification for naked greed. You’ve taken the clinically insane spewings of a woman literally to the right of Hitler (pardon my Godwins) and the 1984-like vision of a dystopian author and convinced yourselves that would be a good place to live. Big business is the enemy of the people, always has been. The ideal for the corporate class is to have a small pool of people rich enough to buy their fucking crap and a much larger pool of people so poor and with so few options that they can be used and abused at the corporation’s whim. A corporation’s objective is not to look after you, it is to make ever-larger profits by any means necessary. You bastards want to reinstate fucking slavery to the corporate class and you’ve made the public so fucking stupid that they actually swallow the bullshit you’re serving up, they actually want to enslave themselves to the corporations that abuse them at every turn. They actually care more about the corporations right to make obscene profits than they care about their child’s right to live on a habitable planet. Fuck you.

Fuck you, you scumridden shitehawks, you make me sick. Just fuck off and die.

 

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*thank you prophet451 you rock

 

where that rant comes from :
that is from prophet451 on the democratic underground site

where the art work comes from :
that is from dale soreen

max solves the national financial crisis

 

Everyone is worried —

About a national financial crisis. I do not think we have a crisis at all. Everyone knows where the national treasury is. Doy. Sitting in a Haliburton vault. I say we crack that baby open and use those tax payer bucks for what they were intended for. That should not be hard. We have an army and okay that army is overseas but that is no biggy, we just dial those kids up and say, Hey, soldiers, come home already, we have a Haliburton vault to storm. That solves the overseas military fiasco AND the foreign policy quandary AND the national financial crisis dilemma and hey, if anyone complains, we will just shake our hips and say “eminent domain.”

Crisis solved.

 

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[i should so be in charge i would whip this place into shape in a snap]

 

where the art work comes from :
that is from cathzilla

late nights at the arclight

 

I light a cigarette backwards.

This is when I know maybe the two cadillac margaritas I have had are enough to drink. I disregard this and order another. My friend does not. She has to drive. I do not. I can be reckless.

Our waiter does not approve. He hated us when we arrived. Decided he liked us, maybe adored us, after our first convo. Now is disapproving since he has to add a third drink to my tab. Uh oh.

Not too reckless — I do not order four. But reckless enough to order three.

We are talking about things metaphysical. Things people think make you weird. [They do.] Things she and I think make us human. [They do.] And awake. [They do that too.]

I really like this friend.

I drink my third drink.

Then we go home.

We even leave a nice tip for the judgmental waiter.

 

where the art work comes from :
that is from crystal

toying with the masses

 

 

 

where that cartoon comes from :
that is from xkcd

why we are falling into the sea

 

My favorite theory —

For why California is going to fall into the ocean is the National Geographic Theory. It goes like this :

Everyone in California gets National Geographic. No one throws away National Geographic. Garages are filling with National Geographic up and down the fault line and one day, poof, they will be just too heavy and into the ocean we will go.

I so love that.

 

where the art work comes from :
that is from zeb andrews

bad attitude

 

I am walking —

Along Hollywood Boulevard. I am at the corner of Highland where all the street performers perform in between being rousted by cops for blocking traffic and getting in the way of lost bodies swarming a metro bus stop.

Two of the performers have a little organ set up and are singing songs for Jesus.

A car going by lays on its horn.

I think, Asshole.

One of the Jesus singers raises her arm over her head and shouts, Woo, Jesus loves you too!

She means it too. She thinks someone just honked because he or she loves Jesus and is expressing solidarity in God love.

I think someone just laid on the horn because he or she is an asshole and making a rude comment in the loudest most available way possible.

I think, Wow, my attitude really sucks — also the Jesus singer though deluded is having a way better time.

 

where the art work comes from :
that is from forsenonessenzialmente

save the beer!

 

I know —

This is wrong but it is funny as hell to me. An Australian was fined for driving with a case of beer seat belted in for safety and a five year old kid unbelted sitting on the floor.

:::save the beer:::

The driver was fined $750 for driving an unregistered uninsured vehicle and for failing to ensure a child was wearing a safety belt.

Wow I wonder what the fine would have been if he had not buckled in the beer?

 

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*say if seat belts and buckling kids in are so important how come school buses have no seat belts?

 

where i nabbed that story :
i nabbed that story at anita’s

where the art work comes from :
that is from wolfgang foto

unfortunate moment #4,293

 

It was —

One of those long drives I used to do on Hiway 10. Usually going from parts Louisiana or Texas headed parts home to California. It was night. The road was lonely. And [cover your eyes Great Aunt Agnes] I really had to pee. I mean really. Like wet your pants really.

In the middle of nowhere on a miles from nowhere drive sometimes you have to ask yourself, The car seat or the off ramp?

Texas is really flat too. There are not a lot of places where you can pull over and not be real visible from the highway, so even when you go with option two [pull over!] sometimes it takes a while to find a place that works to do that. But I did. Some feeder road, which Texas is full of because Texas is so big, they can not fill it up with just highways they have to put in feeder roads by every highway just to make it sort of look filled up.

It was not till I was parked on a feeder road, blocked by a miniscule rise of ground you could barely call a hill from casual highway stares in case any other car actually did show up at that time of night in that much nowhere [they will if you decide to park for this purpose, every time, unless you take precautions, you can be in the middle of nowhere and not have seen a car for five hours but the second you drop your skirt fifty Mac trucks and five families on vacation with small children WILL round the bend from some parrallel dimension do not ask how I know that], that I saw the sign on the chain link fence I was huddled next to.

“Texas blah blah Correctional Facility blah blah DO NOT stop vehicle DO NOT exit vehicle KEEP ALL DOORS LOCKED!”

[They were pretty emphatic about no hitchhikers too.]

Jeez. What a time to have your drawers down.

 

where i got the art work :
i got that at jocko b’s

bad cheezeburger cat bad

 

Okay I feel bad about that dancing cat thing [not really] so to make it up to you [I so needed an excuse to post this] I bring you an exposé on the cheeseburger cat.

 

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*you did not know the lolcat worked for the empire did you?

 

where i found that evil empire cat :
i found that at rain’s where else would you find an evil empire cat?

okay, maybe at anita’s too
just not this time