Sunday, July 31, 2011

Give out the word ... abandon Earth


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H dub said: "no new taxes."

Boehner said: "no blank checks" (... & no tricks).

Sh*t fool, we're coming up on 10 a.m. (PST) now, and it looks like you're doing all you can. To give that stanknasty IslamoCommie traitor, a whole stack of blank checks (and tossing in a box of flavored corn puffs for good measure).



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Yeah, I (as in me) weren't titanium spined, on the debt ceiling. Was flexible (don't hate). Thought it would get us some forward motion/progress. Towards where we want to go, where we need to go. Obviously, I ain' that smart. And guess what? Those who did stand on principle, indeed were the light, were the way. Were our only salvation, our last hope, our last chance (that's right, all past tense) on this rudderless, sinking ship.

I understand pragmatism (she does have her charms and wiles), waiting .... for November 6, 2012. And those magical few extra Senate seats. Well, what makes you think you're going to get them (my sweet dear jellyfish), huh? Yes, the White House IS ours, Make No Mistake (none). But ya didn't fight til the end, for the Ryan plan (nor PennyMac). You gave up. Instead of cutting that piece of filth off at the knees? You bake that traitorous scum Buraq Hussein, a f*cking birthday cake! This isn't politics, it is insanity. Pure. Revolting.

No, I'm not as freaked out as the morning after ... the health care reform bill was passed (and I don't have the TV or radio on now, as I'm plinking this. So I have no idea what the clown patrol is up to?). Whence the fully lethal fascists' handiwork could be seen. Docking the HCR mothership in the sky, casting a long dark shadow, over this whole (former) Land of Liberty. But I am through with go along, to get along. Yes. Even with pretending (once in a while), to be civil with those (walking talking pieces of excrement) across the aisle.

Watching Pelosi, yesterday afternoon in the House. Yammering, doddering, crazed (as usual). Pointing her craggy finger (still moist/redolent with eau de Obama) ... at the Repubs. And every other turdmonkey Dem in the House, wildly barking the same out their cloaca's: OMG... (there's) Republicans (here) ... run away!

You can't write or script this fiction. You can't, it is not possible [not even by an infinite number of (drunk) monkeys]. Those who can still spell r e a l i t y? Now find it as scary as it has ever been, ever. Not just incredulous, to witness citizens living/existing entirely in another completely different dimension. But seeing our (so called) leaders and heads of govt., permanently out to lunch as well ... [who the f*ck was Pelosi speaking to, huh? Geebus (cue video Truman Show/Truman asking his wife Meryl: "who [the fook] are you talking to?" [he speaking with aggrieved, desperate consternation])].

Where the f*ck is my spaceship ... I want off this planet. There is no end to this madness. As long as I live, as long as I breathe, I will never surrender my principles again. For anyone. For anything. For any reason or any entreaty of any kind. For they be the only life raft left in this Universe. The last and only one remaining. That's it. There are no more escape capsules.

Bipartisnaship? Compromise?

Beam me up Scotty, there is no integritive life on this planet.

6 Comments:

Blogger Ronbo said...

What can I say except that great minds think alike!

This country is so SCREWED!

The political class will do absolutely nothing to stop the coming economic meltdown.

So what will it be? A Second Great Depression? A Second U.S. Civil War? The Third World War? A Communist coup led by Obama?

Perhaps all four at the same time?

Like Leonard Cohen said, "I've seen the future, and brother it's murder."

2:07 PM  
Blogger AnechoicRoom said...

It's a rare confluence. The likes of which the world has never seen before. The complexity beyond enormous, the potential for catastrophe so great. People unable to imagine. When whatever party is headed our way, does get started. It won't take much for other events/metastasization. And in turn, for all bets to be off.

Now ... will it happen? Don't know. But as each fold subsumes into the Earth's mantle. A volcano roars to life upon the crust.

We wait. We watch. We see.

3:07 PM  
Blogger Ronbo said...

I re-posted your excellent biting political satire on my blog under a new title that was suggested by the last sentence.

MAY IT GO VIRAL!!!

If you want, I can make you a contributor to my blog, as we are pretty much in agreement on things political.

The only difference is that you say it in a much more mind opening way.

3:13 AM  
Blogger AnechoicRoom said...

Thank You Ronbo. I don't post everyday (let alone go online). Or, even every week. And sometimes, yes ... even go months between posts. I'm decidely not married to the net [and thus my metrics peaked waaay back when, during the (first) Pajamas Media blog war. And of course, no Facebbook/Twitter neither].

And I've never been much of a joiner. But whatever works for you, works for me. Though Sir, I ain' much a fan of the N word. In any capacity. At all [coming from the first time (at five years old). Witnessing first hand, the word's destructive power]. And wish the word would simply die, from disuse (re: your sidebar, and the satirical Boss N*gg*r movie poster). So, if my blog name appears, could be construed as condoning such. If that's a problem (?), would indeed be honored to merely appear on your blogroll.

World's a funny place. I spent the larger part of my life a lib (flamin'). Even (better sit down) once voted for Jessie, in the Calif primary (no sh*t. Fook, even that drunken murderer Teddie, once got a write in from me).

But it was simply hanging out, on the web, at a neutral (non political/hobbyist) forum. Where a few patient, generous conservatives, also hung out. After a couple years (exposure to the light). Was no longer possible to stand among the left (let alone the center), some eight years ago.

blah blah, buh blah ....

P.S. If I had my druthers, might possibly reshape/hammer the word that I had smithed ... 'integritive' ... to oh say maybe uh ... integrident? [more closely rhymes with intelligent ("no intelligent life on this planet")]

1:29 PM  
Blogger Ronbo said...

@AR:

Yeah, that's easy for you to say, buddy! :-)

So you are a former (gasp!) SOCIALIST like me?

Like Churchill said between drinks of brandy and puffing on a fine Cuban cigar: "If a man is not a socialist by the time he is twenty, he has no heart. If a man is still a socialist by the time he's thirty, he has no head."

Anyhow, just for the record, I'm not a racist.

However, Obama is clearly a black racist and self hating of the 50% of himself, based on his writings, statements, friendships and long membership at a black racist "church".

The BN Poster on my blog you protest was taken from a hit black racist movie of 1975, and posted at movie houses everywhere in that year.

I say what's good for the goose is good for gander.

If the brain dead Obots unfairly charge me and most whites with being "genetic racists against blacks" without any evidence, then expect lots of return fire based on their real black racism against whites.

Therefore, the infamous "N-Word" is not to be used by whites, but I notice blacks call one another this all the time and without the "N Word" - rap music would be mostly silence.

This is double standards by the white Left in full flood. They want to be given permission by all whites to self censor their speech in true Orwellian style, while they allow their black racist allies to freely use the "N-Word"

THE LEFT WILL NOT DICTATE TO ME WHAT WORDS I WILL USE!!!

Thanks, I feel much better now! :-)

6:14 AM  
Blogger AnechoicRoom said...

Those who now so cavalierly toss the word around [like a candy (sic) rapper]. As an appellation. Haven't a freakin'clue about the word. None ... really. And frankly, I could care less.

Red Foxx, and Richard Pryor's use? In performance context, was their biz (and I listen to both, all the time).

I don't self censor (as it were), in obeyance to political correctness, or deference to the libturd nation. No Sir.

I simply do it out of self respect. And a hatred for the word so deep, I couldn't even begin to describe. I rent no space to the word, not a cubic millimeter. Ever.

7:38 AM  

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