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November 02, 2005

Pugilistic Politics, Please.

For a long time, I've been hearing people talking about moving out of the U.S. thanks to the Bush administration. Just packing up their shit and leaving, leaving family, friends, everything that they've known...and every time, I've said: "You know what? Good riddance."

It's a shame when people just run away from their problems instead of standing and fighting. Turning tail, raising the white flag, effectively saying, "You wouldn't hit a guy with glasses, would you?" and cowering in a corner.

Fuck that.

Our country is being run by a gang of dim-witted opportunist assholes who couldn't protect a paper sack, yet they grandstanded and managed to keep the American public under their collective thumbs under the shadow of terrorism. Terrorism. An ideology that's theoretically been alive since the birth of politics. The murder of Julius Caesar? That could be construed as terrorism. Guy Fawkes? Terrorist. Nonetheless, this administration treated the worldwide, unstoppable threat of terrorism as something that was suddenly a major issue thanks to the assholes who flew planes into the Twin Towers. They told us that they'd protect the American people, that we'd get bin Laden "dead or alive", and that we had nothing to fear, while simultaneously saying, "You have everything to fear, and we're the only people keeping you alive." And the people took it and fucking ran with it. Suddenly, Middle Easterners of any persuasion were perceived as a threat. The degree of post 9/11 racism/xenophobia that I saw in East Texas (and, undoubtedly, others saw in many other places) was violently disturbing.

And while a clusterfuck of epic proportions involving nationalism, jingoism, and playing the terror card ensued, the administration managed to shift the focus from Afghanistan and bin Laden to Saddam Hussein and Iraq. Suddenly it wasn't about bin Laden and getting the bad guys anymore, it was about pursuing a beleaguered dictator with a largely impotent regime. Now, that's not to say that Saddam was a nice guy, completely absolved of blame, because he wasn't. He was a cocksucker, through and through. But he wasn't the cocksucker that we needed to be concerned with. He wasn't the cocksucker who claimed responsibility for 9/11. Regardless, the American people took that off-kilter idea and ran with it, too. I guess a majority of the people figured that as long as the people we were after were brown, it was all the same thing. Never mind the fact that this slightly resembled the issues that led up to the black civil rights movement in America, thanks to the whole "these people are different, therefore they're a threat" mentality.

So Bush coerced Colin Powell into selling this war to the U.N.. Hans Blix was cockblocked by Bush after delivering statements that were contradictory to Bush's statements regarding the presence of WMD in Iraq, and the circus went on. The Bush administration's hard-lined "we'll do it ourselves" mentality acted as a virulent strain of disease to those who supported the war, and our allies dropped one by one, having lost the desire to support what they effectively saw as a shameless coup d'etat, a ploy for Bush Sr.'s offspring to finish off Poppy's leftovers.

And people supported it. The "love it or leave it" mentality flourished. A section of the population ended up making decisions for the whole and coddled the pro-war, patriotic sentiment, further destroying the American reputation worldwide. And of course, the people doing this didn't care. It was a game of "Fuck them foreigners, they're just cheese-eating surrender monkeys anyways!" These were people who could have cared less about foreign countries unless we were about to go to war with them, and even then they treated everyone remotely related to said country as the enemy.

Which is where we got fucking hoodwinked. And that history is what we're currently revisiting thanks to Scooter Libby (a.k.a. Chatty Cathy, a.k.a. "Peaches" on Cellblock 8) having a problem with keeping his pie-hole closed, and Judith Miller having a problem with keeping her legs closed. While Mr. Fitzgerald was still investigating the whole Valerie Plame issue, which has implications that connect the entire case to false intelligence leading to the war in Iraq, Harry Reid dropped a bomb on the Capitol yesterday. Through a measure of parliamentary procedure, he called a closed session of Senate that required all 100 Senators to drop what it was they were doing (from what I hear, Rick Santorum was sad to see his 12 year-old Japanese schoolboy prostitute go) and get their asses to the Senate Chamber for a meeting regarding Phase 2 of the pre-war intelligence investigation.

And the Republicans went ape shit. Even Bill Frist whipped himself into a frenzy, calling it "an affront to our leadership, an affront to the United States of America, and it is wrong."

What I wouldn't give for someone to come up to him in the middle of his tirade and say, "So, Bill, how's that SEC investigation going?"

The thing is, the Republicans never expected this from the Democrats.

What it all boils down to is Tom Daschle's balls.

Let me back up.

Tom Daschle was too nice for these guys. He acted with decorum and class, and they stomped him into the ground. For all of his efforts to please them, he got a smear campaign against his wife and a few half-assed White House-planted "reporters" damning him and causing him more grief than was necessary. And like the kid who lets the bully kick his ass for his lunch money every day of the week, he had no choice at the end but to run away. He didn't want to stand up and punch that fucker in the nose, and he paid the price in the end.

Now, Harry Reid has made it clear that he's no Tom Daschle-esque pushover, and the Republicans are pissed.

The Democrats have sat aside for too long and let way too much shit slide off of these people. Various polls have made it fairly obvious that the public is growing weary with the Iraq fiasco. Corruption is running rampant in the Bush administration, and no amount of bait-and-switch tactics can hide that.

And now, those of us who oppose these slimy fuckers have to turn up the gas and kick the flames into overdrive. They've made a mockery out of their opponents by shamelessly attacking them, like a junkyard dog on crack, and we have to bring the same tenacity to our fight. No more of this weenie liberalism that they use to make fun of us. Fuck political correctness. Fuck being worried about cracking skulls and hurting feelings.I've been saying this from the start, and it's good to see people realize that if we want to get anything done, anything changed around here, we have to roll up our sleeves and prepare to tussle with these assholes until the final round. We've got to collectively ball up our fists and extend a middle finger to the theocratic conservatives who claim to be the warriors fighting for common decency, yet through their actions prove that they're anything but decent.

Let's face facts.

Running to fucking Canada or Europe won't help things. I'd much rather watch the assholes that dragged us into this mess go down instead of our country.

We owe it to ourselves to fight.