God Bless America
You know what. Its been a long time since I posted anything on this journal. Four month to be exact. and im sure nobody even reads this. But I got somthing to say about whats going down in our beloved country. So here it goes. While 3 of our finest infantrymen took dirt dives in Iraq, and another 5 met their maker courtesy of quality high-tax dollar American-made helicopter parts in Afghanistan, our President has spared no expense in assuring his constituents - that's me and you, for the slow crowd - can appreciate his sorrow over our losses. So in an official ceremony at the White House this afternoon, he pardoned his Thanksgiving Turkey.
Yes. That's right. No commemorative speech for the fallen soldiers. No bullshit vows of imminent threats. He blew a million taxpayer dollars, fiddling around with his fucking Turkey.
Without a creative synapse firing in my sodden soaked brain, I scoured the internet to find some sort of inspiration. Michael Jackson? Pedophilia is so cliche this fall. Tony Blair? Probably still wiping ol' George's cockshot off his chin. But who signs a whopping $401 billion defense bill, then trapses around in front of the reporters, making cute little remarks about the goddamned poultry?
Of course this drunken sot had to pardon the offical Presidential turkey, because if the order came down to kill some stupid bird for dinner, George himself might have woke up in the shed with his tail feathers being pulled out, and his bitch Cheney squawking protest right beside him. From "freedom fries" to 36 hour bullshit sessions about judicial appointees, from a hundred billion dollars spent blowing up a country and another three hundred billion to build it back, I've seen crazed coke whore strippers with more financial responsibility and innate fiscal sense than this administration. Is everyone softly poking fun at the most ridiculous clown to ever get released from the circus without his suit and red nose? And do I give a shit about posting this on my Live Journal? Soliciting a barrage of hate mail from ignorant do-gooders, waving their cheery flags in the land of "our elected officials do no wrong"? Nope. We're all whores now, perched in the front row, waiting to see what this whackjob president pulls out of his ass next. Lord only knows what surprise he might bring to the stage tomorrow, but we can be certain what it won't be. A financial spreadsheet that isn't going to have my great-grandchildren eating his warmonger shit, and an executive order bringing all our boys (and girls) home from Iraq before they get shipped over here in quiet black bags while Monkey Bush sits in the Oval Office, eats bananas, and jerks himself off onto the remote.
Disgusted,
matt walter
Yes. That's right. No commemorative speech for the fallen soldiers. No bullshit vows of imminent threats. He blew a million taxpayer dollars, fiddling around with his fucking Turkey.
Without a creative synapse firing in my sodden soaked brain, I scoured the internet to find some sort of inspiration. Michael Jackson? Pedophilia is so cliche this fall. Tony Blair? Probably still wiping ol' George's cockshot off his chin. But who signs a whopping $401 billion defense bill, then trapses around in front of the reporters, making cute little remarks about the goddamned poultry?
Of course this drunken sot had to pardon the offical Presidential turkey, because if the order came down to kill some stupid bird for dinner, George himself might have woke up in the shed with his tail feathers being pulled out, and his bitch Cheney squawking protest right beside him. From "freedom fries" to 36 hour bullshit sessions about judicial appointees, from a hundred billion dollars spent blowing up a country and another three hundred billion to build it back, I've seen crazed coke whore strippers with more financial responsibility and innate fiscal sense than this administration. Is everyone softly poking fun at the most ridiculous clown to ever get released from the circus without his suit and red nose? And do I give a shit about posting this on my Live Journal? Soliciting a barrage of hate mail from ignorant do-gooders, waving their cheery flags in the land of "our elected officials do no wrong"? Nope. We're all whores now, perched in the front row, waiting to see what this whackjob president pulls out of his ass next. Lord only knows what surprise he might bring to the stage tomorrow, but we can be certain what it won't be. A financial spreadsheet that isn't going to have my great-grandchildren eating his warmonger shit, and an executive order bringing all our boys (and girls) home from Iraq before they get shipped over here in quiet black bags while Monkey Bush sits in the Oval Office, eats bananas, and jerks himself off onto the remote.
Disgusted,
matt walter