Got My Angst On
It’s been sometime since I’ve got my angst on. One whole hour, but who’s counting? But political-wise, I’ve kept generally silent because after six years of this present administration and overall current events around this country and state, I’ve been generally numb as to what my buddy T.V. had to say. But Christmas has drawn me out of my gray slumber, and the pissed-off Grinch that I am is dusting off my two-size too small shoes that I am now getting reactions to the things that I read.
One line of crap that I read happens to be CNN. President DUH-byah met with Al-Maliki in support of Iraq’s Prime Minister in spite of the less than glimmering comments from National Security Adviser Stephen J. Hadley about Maliki’s lack of leadership.
Call it feeding the public a plate of shit and calling it a filet mignon:
http://www.cnn.com/2006/POLITICS/11/30/bush.trip.ap/index.html
Bush supports Maliki. And Maliki says there is “no problem.” What? No problem with his chumminess with Bush. Or no problem with Iraq? Either way, there are problems staring right at them, but no one wants to clean the goop from their eyes and see the cluster fuck staring right back at them.
I couldn’t write a book this preposterous and have it sale so well. This is what gets me. It’s news without the double-takes, the eyes-rolling back, heads cradled in the hands of exasperated corporate narrators calling themselves news anchors. It’s the same-old-same-old observations without question.
It would leave me glossy-eyed and staring at anyone who would say that this administration is doing a good job. I’d have to reach around for my bowl of popcorn and diet soda and sit there in anticipation while this hypothetical someone explained to me this supportive stance.
But I digress. I do that when I’m backed-up from lack of appropriate ranting. It’s like a massive bowel movement after a week of nothing until a bowl of bran flakes.
The right thing to do would be to go back to my doze of cynicism or focus on my frustrations toward Christmas like I do every year. Believe me, Christmas already has my goat and it’s not even December yet.
One line of crap that I read happens to be CNN. President DUH-byah met with Al-Maliki in support of Iraq’s Prime Minister in spite of the less than glimmering comments from National Security Adviser Stephen J. Hadley about Maliki’s lack of leadership.
Call it feeding the public a plate of shit and calling it a filet mignon:
http://www.cnn.com/2006/POLITICS/11/30/bush.trip.ap/index.html
Bush supports Maliki. And Maliki says there is “no problem.” What? No problem with his chumminess with Bush. Or no problem with Iraq? Either way, there are problems staring right at them, but no one wants to clean the goop from their eyes and see the cluster fuck staring right back at them.
I couldn’t write a book this preposterous and have it sale so well. This is what gets me. It’s news without the double-takes, the eyes-rolling back, heads cradled in the hands of exasperated corporate narrators calling themselves news anchors. It’s the same-old-same-old observations without question.
It would leave me glossy-eyed and staring at anyone who would say that this administration is doing a good job. I’d have to reach around for my bowl of popcorn and diet soda and sit there in anticipation while this hypothetical someone explained to me this supportive stance.
But I digress. I do that when I’m backed-up from lack of appropriate ranting. It’s like a massive bowel movement after a week of nothing until a bowl of bran flakes.
The right thing to do would be to go back to my doze of cynicism or focus on my frustrations toward Christmas like I do every year. Believe me, Christmas already has my goat and it’s not even December yet.