Here at the FireCrow compound we don't mess around. We think tough, we talk tough, and when the going gets tough, we fuck something up. Like my neighbor. I raised my kids to be tough too. Fed'em beef jerky, and this stuff.
They never complained, asked for more in fact. That's my boy on the label. He loved that shit, made him tough.
Anyway, about that Clue Train. It shows up once in awhile here at the Big Orange.
If you don't have a damn thing to do, or you feel like wasting 3 minutes of your life, or if you just can't not know what I'm talking about, make the jump, I'll tell you about it.
First lemme' finish about my piss-ant wingnut neighbor I mentioned. Back in '04 before the elections he put up a shitload of I-wanna-Blow-Bush type of yard thingies, tons of the godamn things, along with some signs for a few of the local mini-nut types, County Sherrif, Circuit Court Judge, etc, all God Fearin' good ol' boy ignorant asswipes every one of them. Besides the fact that his drunk ass son-in-law ran over one of my mom's cats on his way to the crackhouse, I don't much care for the fella. Anyhow, we couldn't come to an agreement over how many them yard sign things he oughta' have, he didn't like my suggestion, which after patiently explaining just exactly why supporting The Shrub was bad for our little neighborhood, and America in general, was none.
He got all indignant like, tossed a few insinuating remarks about my standing as a good 'amurkin, then toddled off to the safety of his fenced in back yard to slug down a few Wiedemans.
I figured it didn't do no harm in a tryin' ta educate the fella so I went off about my business, back to putzin' around the house. Pretty soon I go out and get on the mower, knock down the high stuff in the back, then head out to the front yard. I make about one pass along the flowerbeds, round about the big Pine, then make a 45 degree turn diagonal off the corner of the house, heading towards the street, (yard looks good mowed like that, all Better Homes and Gardens like), when I'll be a son-of-a-bitch, I look up and see the fucking guy went and found himself a CHENEY sign. Planted the Godamn thing right out front, facing my house.
I don't know what got into me, next thing I knew I was mowin' down them signs like they was a patch of Itchweed, wires, sticks and everything. Took me about four passes to get'em all. I seen him lookin' over the fence back by his garage, I give him a nice salute, then carried on with my mowin'. Looked good when I was done too, lots of pretty colors, almost like after the leaves turn in the fall.
Like any good chickenhawk, he didn't say jack.
So what about this stupid Train yer prolly thinkin'. WTF was ol' FireCrow smokin' tonight when he wrote this crap. Well I'll tell ya. I've been a Democrat all my life. I've voted every election since I came of age, always Dem. I've invested time, emotion, money and mower blades to elect Dems. I've lived and died a hundred times over the last months since the elections, waiting patiently for this current crop to step up to the plate. I always believed that the power belonging to the people, you, me, my kids, our kids, rested and were protected by those in the Houses of Congress. So here's the rub. You've been sold out.
If I read another story about how the Dems in Congress are going to stand up to Bush, or how we still have options to combat him with, or ways to obstruct his madness, or a return to sanity is just around the corner, I'm going to puke. It ain't going to happen. With the exeption of a very few good people, no politician really wants to give up the powers that ChimpBoy has grabbed for himself. They are patiently waiting their turn at the helm, salivating for their turn to be the Deciders. There isn't going to be any Impeachment. There won't be any justice for the world, and they aren't going to undo a godamn thing george has done.
There will only be the constant flow of money upward, from us at the bottom, and into the hands of the Party of One.
I think I have been either deluded, or I was until recently, the most optimistic person I've ever met. If the current clusterfuck of congress critters currently inhabiting the houses where the peoples power supposedly resides, haven't convinced you by now that they mean to take no action, none, nada, not one fucking bit, to obstruct the Decider's machinations, then we must be seeing the world from a different perspective.
Where's Gonzo? Gone, no charges, silence. What about all the threats about meeting deadlines on the numerous subpoenas? Ignored, laughed at, silence.
Rove? Gone, laughing his ass off, no charges, no investigations, counting his money. It's all one big hardy-har-har. It's high time we woke up and saw the truth, we've been sold out and fucked over by this current crop of beltway politicos, and we can all go shit in our hats.
Impeachment.. baaahaaa. Tough Talk. uh-huh, yup.
Too much bullshit, for far too long, I am now a confirmed cynic.
But don't quote me on that.