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Well, he's a great speaker……..He's a great salesman………..He has ideas………..he needs to sell: more war/more surveillance/more drones while he acknowledges/admits that the nation is going to hell.
Perhaps I would be better able to support him if it was the 1st 5 innings, but it is the 23rd inning, I'm tired, my enthusiasm has waned, the concession stand has run out of hotdogs………..Parts of the country are reverting to N.Orleans. The water is rising. The innovative are building arks. Those with no idea will plot to steal their neighbor's ark. Yes, more security, double and triple the security especially around MY yard. The stadium announcer wants us all to stand up and stretch. They're gonna play the national anthem again. And I'm angry at myself. Had I known we were gonna be here for 23 innings I could of made a killing selling Slim Jims and water and armaments. I have stock in a company attempting develop a grenade that houses the essence of America. Upon explosion, the victim is not blown up, but covered in stars and stripes, infiltrated in his/her deepest essence with the American neurosis. They arise from their places of hiding with new found understanding, glittering in their consuming eyes the American dream. Yes we can I know we can can………..and there for just an instant we can see the cheerleader President, the inner Bush, doing a flip and a cartwheel, urging us to stay awake, punctuating the rah-rah with his pom-poms……….I think, yea, maybe, yea, YEA YEA, rising to my feet………..someone has to die, someone has to lose their home, someone has to be poor………I know you have suffered he says, and I know you are tired, but there is one more sacrifice that needs to be made………for the good of mankind in our own image we need your still not completely formed man/woman child…..to serve.
Well, he's a great speaker……..He's a great salesman………..He has ideas………..he needs to sell: more war/more surveillance/more drones while he acknowledges/admits that the nation is going to hell.
Perhaps I would be better able to support him if it was the 1st 5 innings, but it is the 23rd inning, I'm tired, my enthusiasm has waned, the concession stand has run out of hotdogs………..Parts of the country are reverting to N.Orleans. The water is rising. The innovative are building arks. Those with no idea will plot to steal their neighbor's ark. Yes, more security, double and triple the security especially around MY yard. The stadium announcer wants us all to stand up and stretch. They're gonna play the national anthem again. And I'm angry at myself. Had I known we were gonna be here for 23 innings I could of made a killing selling Slim Jims and water and armaments. I have stock in a company attempting develop a grenade that houses the essence of America. Upon explosion, the victim is not blown up, but covered in stars and stripes, infiltrated in his/her deepest essence with the American neurosis. They arise from their places of hiding with new found understanding, glittering in their consuming eyes the American dream. Yes we can I know we can can………..and there for just an instant we can see the cheerleader President, the inner Bush, doing a flip and a cartwheel, urging us to stay awake, punctuating the rah-rah with his pom-poms……….I think, yea, maybe, yea, YEA YEA, rising to my feet………..someone has to die, someone has to lose their home, someone has to be poor………I know you have suffered he says, and I know you are tired, but there is one more sacrifice that needs to be made………for the good of mankind in our own image we need your still not completely formed man/woman child…..to serve.