Same Shit, Different Asshole
So, are all you frothy-mouthed Obama supporters enjoying your dose of change and hope yet? I just wondered. I’m sure most of you still haven’t gotten the Kool-aid out of your systems, but it’ll happen eventually I suppose. (Of course, after 8 years of George W. Bush I guess it’s possible it won’t. Whatever.)
It’s hard for me to feel lied to by a politician since I know they’re all completely full of shit. Congressmen lie, senators lie, law enforcement at every level lies, judges lie and the president… well, he certainly wouldn’t be in office if he wasn’t the most skilled charlatan in the bunch! I know this. I go in to each and every day knowing this. When I read the news I know this and when I hear some idiot at a bar or at work or wherever tell me they like some guy that’s in office currently I know that this person probably has the intellect of a common baboon.
So, even with this terribly unhealthy dose of negativity and cynicism I’ve found that it is still entirely possible for me to feel personally lied to. I am, unfortunately, as pathetic as the rest of you primates out there and as such am affected by emotion from time to time.
Our current president is an eloquent speaker—and while his predecessor proved that wasn’t necessary to hold the position, it sure helps. Years of president Bush snickering about serious issues and smiling when talking about things that should never conjure smiles could turn anyone into a creature desperate for anything else. It did the trick on me. So, as I was saying, the new guy can speak and seems to at least know when to act serious. Even better, I expect that he’ll never dawn a cowboy hat.
During his campaign there were some speeches and commercials that I dare say, made me feel inspired with hope. “Maybe he really is different…” I though now and then when the hope and change rhetoric broke down my logic barriers.
It didn’t last though. Before he took office his cabinet choices—the arch-vile Hillary Clinton the foremost among them—betrayed all of the rhetoric. We had an economic team any greedy fat and loathsome Republican could love and on the other side of the board we had the return of the deposed Clinton regime. Hope and change indeed!
Still, today, for whatever reason, I feel lied to. I remember a campaign commercial (and I wish I could have found it on YouTube) where Mr. Obama was in a steel mill telling me he was going to fight to revitalize places like that. He was going to help the middle class and bring jobs back to America. There was something really personal about that ad. I don’t know what. I’m not a steel worker, I’ve never lived in a “factory town” and I don’t have any real family ties to that sort of lifestyle or location. I guess, despite my disconnect, I want to help those kinds of people just like the fiction in that commercial claimed to.
But, first thing is first. We can’t be worried about the people in our country. Our megalomaniac secretary of state needs to strengthen our ties with China! Remember folks, Communism is dead. Ronald Reagan personally whopped its ass long ago and far away. It’s evil specter is gone from this realm and the free people of the world are safe. Except, of course, for the Chinese factory workers who are cheaper and demand much less in the way of safety than Americans because they live in a culture that teaches them from day one that their personal worth is always second to the demands of a totalitarian state. Those sound like the people we need to lock arms with in the race for a new tomorrow. There’s a reason everything says “Made in China” now.
How do you sell out your own people? How do you make decisions like that? I still feel guilty for making fun of this weird harpist when I was in the second grade. These people ruin and strain the lives of millions like it’s a hobby.
Fuck Clinton (pick one). Fuck Bush (pick one). Fuck Obama. Fuck all of you lying assholes. I don’t know how any of you sleep and night. I truly hope there is a hell because if any group deserves to bask in its torment, it’s all of you. Fuck you.