What seemed overwhelmingly depressing yesterday ain't so much no more. I've been avoiding checking out the blogs today, because everytime I do, I see someone rending their garments over the state of the nation. Honestly, that started wearing thin about 8:13PM last night. Fact is, kids, we're all not religious zealots. You know that. Nor are we a homogeneous population; people vote different here than in Massachusetts, and different than Utah too, thankfully. The fact that Utah seems to be the one calling the shots among us is unfortunate, but not permenant. Women here are not donning calico burkahs, nor are Southern Baptist para-military fighters riding around in Hum-V's, enforcing compulsory attendance to the Sunday afternoon potluck -- I'll bring the ambrosia salad! This was a setback, but it's not the end of the world, and if it is, we at least die with the satisfaction of knowing that it's ALL THEIR FAULT. (They even screw the end of the world up by looking forward to it. Stupid Christians, in the words of the late Curtis Mayfield: If there's a Hell below, we're ALL going to go!)
Speaking of which, remember all those explosives that mysteriously disappeared in Iraq? Apparently they were taken by looters as U.S. soldiers stood by. The soldiers were unable to intervene, because they were seriously outnumbered, and when they sent word to the higher-ups about it, they received no response. I feel safer already! Thank you, Emperor W! Let the Pax Americana spread all across the earth!
Ed at Return of the Reluctant has been the voice of angry sanity in these dark, dark days, so I too say, Fuck you, gloomy cloud!
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