Sunday, July 18, 2010

W-e-l-l, They ran through the grass and they ran through the brambles…

posted by Bill Arnett @ 10:47 AM Permalink

DATELINE: Somewhere on the southern edge of the Gulf of Mexico, now completely covered as would be a brand new parking lot

…They ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go, they ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em, all the way back through the Gulf of Mexico, one, two, three, four…hup…one, two, three, four…(courtesy of Johnny Horton and the Battle of New Orleans)

The Vidiot fired her weapons 'til her barrels melted down, so she grabbed an alligator and she fought another round, she filled its head with cannonballs and powdered its behind, and when she set that powder off the 'gator lost its m-i-n-d…and then, fortunately she remembered this was a peaceful meeting among trade delegations, unloaded all the alligators, and returned to watching the first ever Olympic Games between representatives of the Gulf States of America, Mexico, and Cuba, which was nice enough to have brought an entire contingency of highly trained doctors and nurses (it is believed that Cuba educates more doctors per capita than any other nation on earth, sending them outward throughout the world to provide health care, but there is still some question as to whether Cuba or the Philippines educates the most nurses).

It really didn't make much difference at this point though as although relations remained thoroughly amicable, all the parties mutually agreed that further negotiation was useless until the issue of what would be done with the state of texas (which in order to start deflating their wildly overblown image of superiority will forevermore no longer be capitalized as a proper noun as there is nothing proper or noun-y about the ever more asinine and irrelevant people or state of texas).

It seems that neither Mexico nor Cuba was willing to enter any treaty with the most bigoted state, texas, known to exist to man, woman, and innocent children either now or hitherto. The Vidiot did her very best to give texas back to Mexico, but for the Mexicans that was a deal breaker. Far too many jobs were being lost in Mexico to people fleeing texas seeking a better life, good jobs, and first class benefits to include vacation and retirement.

The Mexican representative explained that these texacanos made no effort to assimilate themselves within the Mexican lifestyle, refusing to learn to speak Mexican or demonstrate skills necessary to contribute meaningfully to the Mexican economy. It seems that the Mexican envoy was well-schooled and perfectly well aware that only three words – yep, nope, and s-h-i-t – were taught in texas schools and were the only words necessary to travel from one side of the state to the other without difficulty.

Any elucidation or expounding of any other words or concepts was considered an act of war in texas and the Mexicans and Cubans, both being vastly better educated, having received a classical education as in the days of old, were reticent about allowing the seriously mentally defective, hostile, bigoted, racist, misogynistic citizens of texas the privilege of migrating to Cuba or Mexico.

Cuban President/Dictator Raul Castro totally cracked up the delegations during one of the lighter moments when he queried,"Does any one here know how you can bury a texan in one of our finest cigar boxes? First you kick the shit out of them!" Drawing gales of laughter from the combined delegations.

As no further agreement would be forthcoming until the texas matter could be resolved the delegations cracked open a few dozen more bottles of Mexico's finest tequila, opened the second, still full, tin of rolled hybrid grass and a good time was had by all as the delegations bid all a friendly farewell and vowed to meet again in the near or distant future, or both.

But the importance of the Vidiot's first ever DRIVE across the now almost completely congealed and hardened Gulf of Mexico will insure that she lives on in history for all time and will forever dispense with any allegations that women are not good drivers. (I may be getting carried away with enthusiasm or strong drink or drugs here.)

I have to admit that it brings a tear to my eye every time I think about it or get a stray hair or eyelash in my eye.

CONGRATULATIONS VIDIOT AND DR VIDIOT! And I'm sure VidiotMom is every bit as proud of you as the rest of the staff and I are of you both. Motor on, sister!

Ciao, bella ámi.

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Note to DanD: I finally finished "Job," and found it to be wonderful. Thank you again, sirrah, it was most entertaining, as I always find Heinlein to be, and I sincerely hope I can maintain cognizance of it after the next rotation of the ever turning shish kabob-like rods holding the blocks with the pictures, sounds, memories, bits, pieces, flotsam, and jetsam of my mind. Although I generally find being insane to not only not be too bad, sometimes even enjoyable, other times I sink so deeply into pain/depression leading to depression/pain in a never ending vicious circle spiraling down seemingly without end. I will remember your gift fondly always and no doubt read it over and over as I do with all the books I really enjoy. I am sorry it took this long for me to pass this on to you as I have slipped in and out of my mind. Thank You.

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Sunday, March 21, 2010

If the Texan School Board can rewrite schoolbooks with the intent…

posted by Bill Arnett @ 4:10 PM Permalink

…of changing history by cutting out Thomas Jefferson (How will they explain the hugh Jefferson Monument to all the little chirrun'?) Then I, as an atheist am free to rewrite the Bible. This is the second installment that began March 12, 2010. We pick up the story from the end of Day Two:

On the Third Day He did create animals; reptiles, lions, tigers, and monkeys and many, many, of all manner of creatures, He did create for the land, including dinosaurs large and small, and for His beautiful oceans He Created all manner of crustaceans, fish, sharks (the Great White Shark, in particular, greatly pleased Him for come reason), and to insure a sufficient supply of what He termed Food, He did also create millions of different Flora and Fauna with just a wave of His Mighty Hand, and to prevent Sloth from entering His Favorite Planet He did make it so that the Flora and Fauna flourished under the Great Light He decided to call a Sun, combined with the Great Fall Of Water He called Rain, and other nutrients from, as He named it, the Soil.


Seeing how cool were all the Things and Creatures He had constructed, He did take some clay into His Hands, and molded it into his very own image, as He saw reflected in the still waters of a Pond and confirmed by another look at the Mirror of the Cabinet wherein He kept his aspirin, He then gave this Creature the name Man because Man sounded so cool to Him, was easy to remember, and made him laugh unto Himself at all the variations the name opened up, such as, "Hey, Man," and, "What's up, Man," or, "Cool, Man."


So, satisfied with the Great Deal He had undertaken and how He had succeeded far beyond His Expectations, His Greatest Act of the Day He was to breath the Breath of Life into Man, coincidently inventing what came to later be called "Shot-gunning," or the facilitating of the exchange of the Smoke of Plants He had created that very day, and, in fact, one Plant He found particularly intriguing with its multiple finger-like leaves with white Buds as He had decided to call them; He did pick, made them Dry, and placed them into a new object He called a Pipe, lit the Buds with Fire drawn from the Sun with His Mighty Finger and breathed in the what he called Smoke. And liked the effects of Getting High and He found that It was good. It enhanced the beautiful colors of the World He had created so He continued Smoking Buds until Sleep fell upon Him. His last thought being that this was Good and would bear Repeating.


Then, before Crashing, He remembered that He had decided to end the day by placing the new Creature he called Man, deciding to name him George, into one of the most beautiful, fruitful places, crawling with other creatures and just so Great that He named it The Garden of Eden for no reason other than it sounded cool, "Hey, Man, where are you going?" and Man would respond, "To the bountiful Garden of Eden You gave me, Lord." Then, still chuckling to himself He did sleep and all was Good.

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Friday, March 19, 2010

Just what is it that has Republicans so scared of Health Care…

posted by Bill Arnett @ 6:22 PM Permalink

…Reform? So scared that they have to make up outrageous lies and innuendo to try and stop it's passage? Did they take so much money from lobbyists that if HC now passes they will be sunk so deep into a hole of their own making that insurance lobbyists will never again place their money on losing horses that can't stop legislation they don't like?

I have to admit a certain bit of skepticism [ok,ok, I'll admit it! My bullsh*t detector lights up like a pinball machine on acid. Bill] every time one of the known, well known, prevaricators of the republican party start lecturing democrats in the national media that, "Those democrats better learn that they are going to suffer badly during the next election if they pass HC Reform [Hmm, where have I heard those initials HRC before?] without any republican support."

I know there is not chance in hell that should the democrats start passing this reform without any republican votes that republicans would en masse storm their way to the clerk and start changing their votes from nay to yea. Otherwise it will be crystal clear to their constituents and anyone needing, desiring, or that must be able to get affordable health care that the only thing for sure is the person they elected to represent them is so deep into the pockets of Big Health that they don't dare vote against the wishes of health care lobbyists or they will lose future donations of mega-bucks for their reelection campaigns.

Tell me how that would hurt the democratic party? It would, in fact, strengthen their hand at election time because democrats had to both lead the republicans to the trough, AND force them to drink that of which they would haven't have touched beforehand.

This really is the Big Shot for democrats: they can do what they know is right, show the courage to do what's right, and pass health care without regard to any upcoming elections. So it's do something Big and maybe lose office over your vote, or do nothing and allow republicans to reclaim the mantle of the party what's in charge and forever listen to them call democrats cowards and mean it, for it would be the truth.

So c'mon, democrats, DO WHAT YOU KNOW IS RIGHT.

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Thursday, March 04, 2010

The mustachioed man with the brim of his fedora pulled low…

posted by Bill Arnett @ 11:43 PM Permalink

…trench-coated, dressed in a nondescript, inconspicuous manner, furtively casting suspicious glances at every one he passes, reaching up to tip his cap's visor in the manner of old, as much to further conceal his identity as to display the manners of old.

As he approaches the entrance to the place of business lit with garish lights, cars parked a discrete distance, men with their miniskirted women, make-up caked on their faces as if in a Kabuki dance known only to them and the men accompanying them, gentlemen also playing the game, that of chivalry, opening the car door for the long-legged beauties that they obviously hoped would be in the mood for some wild lovemaking, abandoning caution, throwing it to the wind as they would discard any doubt of their loveliness or the drop dead gorgeous visage of the man, anxious to enter their cars and leave for places more quiet and isolated in the certainty of consummating their relationship, no matter how fleeting, seeking the release that only strikingly attractive, cupid sent males, swathed in a sexy cologne, moving with a certain precision and confidence of experience, no doubt in their minds of the events to unfold this very evening, and she, she of the heaving breasts, her lipstick beginning to smear from the passionate kisses they shared as they slowly left the parking lot, no doubt heading for the easiest and fastest to get to place to achieve the Nirvana each expected the other to provide, the sweaty, hot, steamy lovemaking of lovers grown to know each other's deepest desires and able to arouse the other with speed, agility, and the long-lasting touches and kisses by now so familiar and wanted with such burning desire for hour after hour, seemingly without end, through the timelessness of heaven itself until exhaustion depleted them entirely of the energy to continue.

The man in the hat watches these events play out, silently wishing for them to leave and pursue their obvious desires elsewhere. He continues his approach into the garish light of the establishment he was to enter, stopping to take a deep breath in an attempt to raise his courage to the point of being staunchly unafraid of entering an establishment such as this, known by everyone for the variety of "toys," other items and, of course, the video material sold behind long black curtains, stopping their length two feet from the ground so the ever observant clerk could insure no one would get carried away, out of control, and do something unseemly, downright nasty, unable to contain themselves until they purchased the DVD that appealed to that secret, dark, lonely, but somehow exciting inner space that lies within the purview of all the inner minds of men and women.

He pretends to look at random items, so unaware of their nature as to not remember which particular item he had fondled, held, caressed, eyes glazed, his vision so blurred by what he sought to purchase that he could not remember a single word, not one title, not even the genre of the DVDs which he had no intention to purchase. He turns, sees the clerk assisting a cute little lady in jeans so tight the outlines of that most precious area of the female body was easily perceived, and so his chance to do what he had come to do and do it without drawing the suspicions and deprecating looks, the snarling sneering of the cretin behind the register, a man so uncouth, foul-smelling, and ugly in both appearance and character it was glaringly clear that there was no other occupation suitable or even available to one such as he; but there he was, occupied with the sweet-looking lass that was probably bent and given to prostitution, ever having sex in the back seat of a car or, as was apparently happening here, intending to engage the clerk in an act of oral sex right there at the cash register's counter. Though disgusted and repulsed the man knew this would be the one certain opportunity for him to bring the DVDs upon which even a cretin such as this would heap naught but scorn and derision to the counter for check out.

As he had thought, the clerk, a poor pitiful specimen of a man, hardly even glanced up as the man handed him the DVDs, had them scanned for price, and carefully counted out the sixty dollars and twenty-eight cents in recompense so that there would be no delays or distractions for the clerk to have to give him change and further delay his departure from this semi-den of iniquity. The instant the clerk placed his purchase in a brown paper bag he left as quickly and anonymously as he had entered, walking ever faster to his car, parked a block away so no one who knew him and saw his car would know where he had been. At breakneck speed, just within the speed limits, 'California rolling' through stop signs, it being late and traffic light, jamming the accelerator pedal to the floor at every light turning green, even risking a sure stop and possible search of his car by running through all the yellow lights as well, he somehow was lucky enough to make it to his driveway bathed in the warm yellow glow of the high pressure sodium lights that acted both to completely illuminate the driveway and front of his house, but also to block vision of any of the inside parts of his home and castle and to guarantee his privacy after dark.

He frantically searched for his purchase which, due to his almost reckless driving style, had fallen from the seat and slid under it from the centrifugal forces generated by his high speed turns. He finally found them and, breathing a sigh of relief, he quickly made the entry to his quarters quietly and swiftly. He stopped in his living room to turn on his DVD player and large screen television then made his way to his bedroom, disrobing as quickly as possible, leaving on only his silken boxer shorts that made him feel as if he, too, was one of those men he had witnessed leaving the store's parking lot with a beautiful woman at his side. He tore open the packaging of the DVDs, almost savage in his haste, opening up the fold out cases within, found the first disc of the series that so stirred his passions, almost bursting with excitement as the menu finally came on screen, began fondling himself as almost erotic rockets of pleasure shot through the skies of his mind as Chevy Chase finally appeared on screen, saying:

"Live from New York, it's Saturday night!" whereupon the man gave himself completely and wholly up to the whims and vagaries of his favorite television show ever, although in his late fifties he could never make such an admission to anyone but himself, in the privacy of his home, out of the view of others who would laugh, jeer, and make fun of his predilection.

The End of Another Bill Arnett Saga, a Tale of a Lonely Man and his Particular Fetish.

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Wednesday, January 28, 2009

None so blind as those who refuse to see…

posted by Bill Arnett @ 11:42 AM Permalink

…that the GOP might as well start making funeral plans to bury their party of evil, malicious, malevolence, and complete inability to govern a country like America.

One quote I found at the Wapo:
"People in this country are more conservative than what has been shown," said Cathie Adams, an RNC member from Texas.
One of the most inane comments I've seen lately. And useless daydreaming for the RNC.

R.I.P. GOP.

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Sunday, October 05, 2008

Not your grandmother's depression, but your GREAT grandmother's.

posted by The Vidiot @ 10:29 AM Permalink

This article, (that oddly enough I found on Bartcop of all places), discusses the depression of 1873.
But the economic fundamentals were shaky. Wheat exporters from Russia and Central Europe faced a new international competitor who drastically undersold them. The 19th-century version of containers manufactured in China and bound for Wal-Mart consisted of produce from farmers in the American Midwest. They used grain elevators, conveyer belts, and massive steam ships to export trainloads of wheat to abroad. Britain, the biggest importer of wheat, shifted to the cheap stuff quite suddenly around 1871. By 1872 kerosene and manufactured food were rocketing out of America's heartland, undermining rapeseed, flour, and beef prices. The crash came in Central Europe in May 1873, as it became clear that the region's assumptions about continual economic growth were too optimistic. Europeans faced what they came to call the American Commercial Invasion. A new industrial superpower had arrived, one whose low costs threatened European trade and a European way of life.
It's really a fascinating article. Worth the read.

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Thursday, June 12, 2008

For those illegally held in jail we have a court decision to hail…

posted by Bill Arnett @ 1:56 PM Permalink

…because, unbelievably bush's SCOTUS has ruled that the constitution of the US still means something and that all those illegally detained persons being held by the government may challenge their confinement in US Courts.

THE RULE OF LAW WON. There is hope for America after all!

See this article from the NYT that has the details:
Foreign terrorism suspects held at the Guantánamo Bay naval base in Cuba have constitutional rights to challenge their detention there in United States courts, the Supreme Court ruled, 5 to 4, on Thursday in a historic decision on the balance between personal liberties and national security.

“The laws and Constitution are designed to survive, and remain in force, in extraordinary times,” Justice Anthony M. Kennedy wrote for the court.[…]

In a harsh rebuke of the Bush administration, the justices rejected the administration’s argument that the individual protections provided by the Detainee Treatment Act of 2005 and the Military Commissions Act of 2006 were more than adequate..

“The costs of delay can no longer be borne by those who are held in custody,” Justice Kennedy wrote, assuming the pivotal role that some court-watchers had foreseen.

The issues that were weighed in Thursday’s ruling went to the very heart of the separation-of-powers foundation of the United States Constitution. “To hold that the political branches may switch the Constitution on or off at will would lead to a regime in which they, not this court, say ‘what the law is,’ ” Justice Kennedy wrote, citing language in the 1803 ruling in Marbury v. Madison, in which the Supreme Court articulated its power to review acts of Congress.[…]

The ruling on Thursday focused in large part on the centuries old writ of habeas corpus (“you have the body,” in Latin), a means by which prisoners can challenge their incarceration. Noting that the Constitution provides for suspension of the writ only in times of rebellion or invasion, Justice Kennedy called it “an indispensable mechanism for monitoring the separation of powers.”[…]

The head of the New York-based Center for Constitutional Rights, which represents dozens of prisoners at Guantánamo, hailed the ruling. “The Supreme Court has finally brought an end to one of our nation’s most egregious injustices,” Vincent Warren, the organization’s executive director, told The Associated Press.[…]

Senator John Kerry of Massachusetts, the 2004 Democratic presidential nominee, applauded the ruling. “Today, the Supreme Court affirmed what almost everyone but the administration and their defenders in Congress always knew,” he said. “The Constitution and the rule of law bind all of us even in extraordinary times of war. No one is above the Constitution.”


In the words of a well-known actor, "Yippee kiyay, motherf*cker!"

This puts the final nail into the coffin of gw bush's illegal detention of so-called "enemy combatants,", restores habeas corpus, and means that as these people are heard in our courts all the other illegal acts of bush, such as endless torture, will be dragged out into the light of day so all Americans and the world will see bush for exactly what he is: a cruel, petty despot that wanted more power than any king or emperor in history, at least since 1200 A.D. and the signing of the Magna Carta, upon which in many instances our own constitution is based.

This is the BIG ONE for the Rule of Law and all Americans owe a debt to the US Supreme Court.

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Monday, June 09, 2008

Divide and Conquer ... or ... That was Yesterday, And Yesterday's Gone

posted by The Sailor @ 11:29 PM Permalink


I remember the day that John Kennedy was assassinated. I was just in grade school, but I remember that day the teacher came in and told us the news that The President had been shot.

I remember the day that Martin Luther King was assassinated.

I remember Robert Kennedy coming into my city and breaking the news to us. And due to Bobby's speech there were no riots, there was just a shared sense of loss.

I remember the day that Bobby Kennedy was assassinated. I remember being woken up and told the news and not believing it. It had to be a nightmare.

I had worked for his campaign, sure it was only stapling posters and stuffing envelopes, but I met him, got his autograph, heard him speak from 30 feet away, and I was inspired by him ... and when I heard of his death I just thought 'this can't be true!'

But it was true. 3 of America's best of the best had been assassinated within 5 years.

And that day was the day that I wondered if my love for the American ideals I'd been brought up to believe in were just bullet holes and blood stains.

I've come by my cynicism honestly. I've lived thru Johnson, Nixon, Ford, Carter, Reagan, Bush, Clinton, Bush! (WTF!?, A Bush TWICE!)

My ideals have suffered under all of them. Maybe I'm just naive. Maybe I'm a patriot. Maybe I just thought we can be what WE THE PEOPLE said we can be.

But that was yesterday, and yesterday's gone. Today I feel like we have a chance, just a chance, of reclaiming the ideals on which our country was founded.

I read the polls and it seems currently to be a statistical dead heat between Obama and McCain. How is this possible?

71% of the country disapprove of Bush's performance. And McCain not only endorses Bush's policies, he wants to expand them: Roe V. Wade overturned; More tax cuts for rich Americans; indefinite occupation of Iraq; attacking Iran; less health insurance for most Americans; less benefits for our troops; extending illegal spying on Americans, etc, etc, etc.

So, how is it possible that overwhelmingly most of our country disagrees with McCain yet the polling has them in a statistical heat!?

As FallenMonk noted; "The areas of the country where people are spending over 10% of their income today on gasoline are smack dab in the middle of the most reliable Republican-voting states. You do have to wonder why they can't see it, but regardless we obviously have our job to do."

I will be the first one to admit that I don't know why folks have consistently voted against their interests.

But I have a supposition: It's always been about the politics of divide. It is based in ignorance, amplifies a non-existent 'problem', bullhorns a lie long enough that folks who are actually just trying to make a living hear nothing but that echo echo echo chamber.

Why else would politicians be able to pit the majority of Americans against the majority of Americans? Examples to follow:
White men, women stole your jobs thru affirmative action!
White men, the black folks stole your jobs thru affirmative action!
White men, immigrants stole your jobs thru illegal immigration!

If you look at the history of the politics of divide it also includes Italians, Irish, Chinese, Greeks and ... name any other people who immigrated here. And we all immigrated here ... except for Native Americans, and the worst politics of divide were played against folks who were ALREADY HERE.

The one singular point that crops up, and is obvious thru all these false claims, is that rich people wanted to keep poor people divided so the rich could prosper even more ... at the expense of the poor.

And they have succeeded. Oh sure, there's always been folks in those communities, (AKA America), that have prospered against the norm. But almost always, after climbing the ladder, they kicked it out from under the ones who could have climbed up with them.

We need to talk to our brothers and sisters, our fathers and mothers, our neighborhood friends, the folks who live down the lane, and the folks who work next to us.

Maybe we don't even need to talk, maybe we just need to ask questions.

And if you ask the question 'will we be better off?'

And if they think about it, the answer should be clear.



Cross posted at SteveAudio

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Friday, April 04, 2008

There's No Mystery, bush is the Worst President in History

posted by Bill Arnett @ 2:48 PM Permalink

The History News Network took an informal poll which assessed bush as the worst president in American history. 61% outright stated bush was the worst while rating his success in office at 2%, his failure in office at 98%.

It is a lengthy article so please follow the link to the full text, but I did want to show you what some of these historians said in relation to bush:
“No individual president can compare to the second Bush,” wrote one. “Glib, contemptuous, ignorant, incurious, a dupe of anyone who humors his deluded belief in his heroic self, he has bankrupted the country with his disastrous war and his tax breaks for the rich, trampled on the Bill of Rights, appointed foxes in every henhouse, compounded the terrorist threat, turned a blind eye to torture and corruption and a looming ecological disaster, and squandered the rest of the world’s goodwill. In short, no other president’s faults have had so deleterious an effect on not only the country but the world at large.”

“With his unprovoked and disastrous war of aggression in Iraq and his monstrous deficits, Bush has set this country on a course that will take decades to correct,” said another historian. “When future historians look back to identify the moment at which the United States began to lose its position of world leadership, they will point—rightly—to the Bush presidency. Thanks to his policies, it is now easy to see America losing out to its competitors in any number of area: China is rapidly becoming the manufacturing powerhouse of the next century, India the high tech and services leader, and Europe the region with the best quality of life.”

One historian indicated that his reason for rating Bush as worst is that the current president combines traits of some of his failed predecessors: “the paranoia of Nixon, the ethics of Harding and the good sense of Herbert Hoover. . . . . God willing, this will go down as the nadir of American politics.” Another classified Bush as “an ideologue who got the nation into a totally unnecessary war, and has broken the Constitution more often than even Nixon. He is not a conservative, nor a Christian, just an immoral man . . . .” Still another remarked that Bush’s “denial of any personal responsibility can only be described as silly.”
Geez, these guys shouldn't sugar coat their opinions like that.

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Tuesday, January 29, 2008

More Stupid Senatorial Tricks…

posted by Bill Arnett @ 3:35 PM Permalink


It is not possible for me to express the contempt I have for Senator James Inhofe (Revisionist-OK) as he stands there on the floor revisiting, revising, and being totally disingenuous about Iraq and our reasons for being there.

Many of the various reasons he gave for our being there went all the way back to the 1991 Gulf War: the Saddam torture rooms, burning of oil wells, etc., which played no role whatever in bushco's litany of offenses calling for American intervention.

He completely rewrote history again by accusing Bill Clinton of being solely responsible for the reduction of our armed forces in the 90s when the facts are that Dick Cheney and the Republican congress were the parties responsible for the reduction of our forces.

Now he is addressing Iran and stating that the five speedboat incident off the coast of Iran recently constituted an "intimidation" of our Navy. Puh-l-e-e-e-e-s-s-e. "We cannot allow Iran to be the dominate power in the Middle East."

He now claims that al-Qaeda was defeated in the Middle East and has migrated to the Horn of Africa. Hooray! That must mean we've won in Iraq and our troops can come home!

And comparing the Iraqi parliament to the young congress formed early in America is just totally over the top. The differences between American and Iraqi cultures alone make such comparisons impossible.

So: we went to kill Saddam; close down the terrorists camps (one of which had the shell of a 707 on the ground and, "Who knows if that's where they got their training for 9/11?") , give the Iraqi's freedom, and to accord their "freedom fighters" the same opportunity to fight for their liberation as our early pioneers took upon themselves. I guess he's unaware that 80% of Iraqis believe America is the problem and that it is a good thing to kill an American soldier.

Will it ever dawn on him that he completely left out WMDs and every single reason bush gave for invading Iraq? Is it genetically impossible for a Republican to tell the truth?

I swear, the difference between the honesty of Democratic senators and dissembling of Republican senators who, with very few exceptions, lie their a$$e$ off in the most shameful manner possible, is truly mind-blowing.

Take the time to read Inhofe's speech today and judge for yourself. (This probably proves I'm not cut out to be a "live-blogger" as my meager typing skills do not allow me to keep up with all the lies.)

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Monday, January 14, 2008

A history lesson

posted by The Vidiot @ 2:04 PM Permalink

Does this ring any bells for anybody? Anybody? Beuller? Beuller? Regarding the Richstag fire:

Within hours of the fire, Hitler's propaganda guru, Joseph Goebbels, along with Nazi bigwig Hermann Göring, had sent bulletins across Germany and around the world: the communists, according to their newsflash, were trying to start a revolution. The country had to act quickly to prevent it.

The next day, at the behest of Göring -- and on the strength of his tale of a coming revolution -- the cabinet handed police powers over to Adolf Hitler, a move rubber-stamped by aging German President Paul von Hindenburg. A wave of arrests targeting Communist Party parliamentarians and activists began. They were locked away in hastily erected prisons that would eventually grow into Nazi Germany's notorious network of concentration camps.

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