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Aug 14, 2003 17:20

The bulk of my posts concern sex and Bush. I find this amusing. This post is about Bush. I seem to post erotica when the spirit moves me and lately I haven't felt moved. I seem to post on Bush, not when I am outraged (as I more frequently am), but when I am depressed. Yes, Bush manages to depress me.

I can be outraged, in a meaningless way, because I believe Bush was not duly elected. More than just beating the dead horse, the fact that Bush sits in the oval office is a daily outrage. It is an insult to democtratic principles, federalism, and the judicial process. He lost the popular vote, the matter was for Florida to decide, the Supreme Court of the United states ordered a halt to the vote count and then claimed that the decision was required because the matter had to be settled expeditiously. Yes indeed, the site of Bush acting the part of the President makes my skin crawl.

When he, as he often does, governs in a way that I disagree with, I am annoyed because I disagree with the politics. Tax dollars to religious organizations. Federal regulation of state education systems in a thinly veiled attempt to funnel more tax dollars to even more religious organizations. Increased subsidies and welfare for special interests. Public lands leased out at preferential rates to the tune of billions by an administration that decries waste in school lunch subsidies. Small investors paying taxes on phantom mutual fund profits while Bush claims that dividend "double" taxation is unfair. Logging interests are provided carte blanche under the lame, supposedly scientific excuse of fire control. Regualtions default to the lowest common denominator with the lame excuse that there is insufficient science to make a judgement on things like ARSENIC in drinking water. Must wait for more science on ARESENIC IN THE FUCKING DRINKING WATER. Yep....ARESENIC IN THE FUCKING DRINKING WATER and the vapid, ill educated, uninformed American public nods its collective head in approval of Bush's lies and stupidity.

The list goes on and on. But that's not what depresses me.

What depresses me is that Bush is a moron. He displays, with stunning hubris, his active stupidity. He places his anti-intellectualism on a pedestal for the sycophants around him to emulate, if not worship. Witness his contempt for Europe in the run up to Iraq War. Bush the Elder, a masterful diplomat, patched together a huge and powerful coalition in the first war against Iraq. Bush the Moron called our would be partners names, sneared at their effete ways, and forced American boys and girls to go it alone. Even meager Turkey scoffed at Bush and his stupidity.

In the end, it is the cultural rift that Bush represents that depresses me. Bush likes noisey snow mobiles running through park land, destroying brush, ruining the quiet, and scaring precious fat off winter game. I like quiet. Bush likes loud cigarette boats pulling a huge wake. I like sail boats. I hazzard a guess that he uses a leaf blower and chain saw when he is busy clearing brush.

I do believe that the only thing that Bush and I would have in common were we neighbors would be baseball. A thin, and increasingly meager part of America. No longer our national pastime, but a thing of the past as we have given way to football - violence, punctuated by committee meetings.

So it's not just that the sight of Bush makes my skin crawl because he sits in the oval office. I think the worst of it is that I'm embarrassed. I am truly embarrassed by the message Bush sends to the world, by the way his actions shape our future. I am embarrassed that his are the actions of a dullard. An anti-intellectual, reformed alcoholic who now imbibes the power of Jesus with such vigor that he can't see that others might not care to. A man who forgot, or never understood, that freedom ends when it intrudes upon another's passive existance.

The simple fact is that when I see the stupid asshole comment on even the most banal matters I'm beside myself. When he makes an purely innocous statement about the black out, his face vacuous, his mouth twitching about in a miserable effort to constuct a simple sentance (most often failing) -- I just loathe the son of a bitch.
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