Mad King George, and Mad Us
Nov. 3rd, 2004 08:44 amI'm just numb today, betrayed by my countrymen, Apparently more than half the people I meet on the street like what we've been doing for the past four years just fine. Where are all the pod husks that replaced decent folks with an american brand of fundamentalist, Walmart-shopping mouth breathers?
Too bad electronic voting means no way to prove the reported returns actually match the votes cast. I guess all those exit polls in Florida and Ohio were full of practical jokers.
Insanity is defined as defined the same thing over and over and expecting different results. So what do we have to look forward to now?
Four more years of American soldiers being used as cannon fodder.
Four more years of scientific decisions being made by people who believe in a ghost in the clouds.
Four more years of debt that our children and grandchildren will have to pay off.
Four more years of racists and lunatics for judicial appointments
Four more years of looting the treasury and squandering it on corporate cronies.
Four more years of making enemies faster than we can kill them.
Four more years of fear and darkness and racism and hatred and stupidity and guns and bad country music.
I look at the big map and all of the red in flyover country and I feel like I've been locked in a room with the slow learners. We have become the country that pulls a dry cleaning bag over its head to play astronaut.
Too bad electronic voting means no way to prove the reported returns actually match the votes cast. I guess all those exit polls in Florida and Ohio were full of practical jokers.
Insanity is defined as defined the same thing over and over and expecting different results. So what do we have to look forward to now?
Four more years of American soldiers being used as cannon fodder.
Four more years of scientific decisions being made by people who believe in a ghost in the clouds.
Four more years of debt that our children and grandchildren will have to pay off.
Four more years of racists and lunatics for judicial appointments
Four more years of looting the treasury and squandering it on corporate cronies.
Four more years of making enemies faster than we can kill them.
Four more years of fear and darkness and racism and hatred and stupidity and guns and bad country music.
I look at the big map and all of the red in flyover country and I feel like I've been locked in a room with the slow learners. We have become the country that pulls a dry cleaning bag over its head to play astronaut.