impugning the honor of an injured veteran — that’s just what you might expect from someone who’s only
experience with military service is wearing the uniform. someone who never earned an honest dime in his life,
he doesn’t even know what the hell it means.
they don’t know what it means to be shot at. to sit in a foxhole in the jungle or out in the open in the cold
desert night with bombs exploding around you and you just hope to hell the assholes back in washington know
what the hell they’re doing. and you don’t even allow yourself to think that they’re a bunch of greedy,
selfish assholes who don’t give a damn about you, they just have these ideas that they’re trying to prove,
these fucking ideologies, for christ’s sake.
there’s no character, no honor, only the insider-outsider distinction of the fucking spoiled, privileged,
self-indulgent frat-rats who run the goddamned world. you know the type. and that’s what we have, the
georgetown, yale and harvard graduates, children of wealth, and as for you poor working class bastards who’re
getting shot at right now? know this: they don’t give a damn about you. they mouth all the words, wrap
themselves in the flag, without guilt or compunction. they lie so well, because they actually believe it
themselves. but deep down, all they really care about is their own pansy asses. they don’t know it
themselves, because they’ve never actually been tested out there, they’ve never sweated the rent, or struggled
to pay the damn doctor. they don’t even know what it means! they think if you’re poor, that its some kind of
character flaw. believe it! its like they’re living in some alternate reality.
they actually believe horse shit like: “business success not only requires but also rewards virtuous behavior.”
(for help translating the “code” also see: lakoff)
they’re the kind of folks who’ll push you out of the lifeboat in a pinch. and they’re doing just that. don’t
believe me, take a look at the effect their domestic policies have been having on the working class and the
poor. just making sure the trusts are well funded, and killing the inheritance tax, that is their priority.
not to worry about your poor sick grandmother, or your unemployed brother-in-law. fuck them! believe it!
is it really that hard to get your head around it, do you really want a C student running the world? and
that’s actually being generous, the worthless bastard never even would have gotten into those ivy league
schools much less got out of them, if it weren’t for the powerful influence of his family name, and his old
man’s money. everyone who was there knows it. but they’re afraid to say anything about it, because he’s one
of the club. how fucking scary is that? pity the more deserving but less well-connected bastard who’s place
he took there (not to mention in the air national guard), somebody who would have actually attended classes
and learned something or somebody who would have actually taken their goddamned flight physical or got court
martialed, because that’s what they’d do to you and me, but not to him and his kind.
but the point is, he doesn’t even know the difference, he and his kind live in another goddamned world, the
bastards, and its like they know our language but we normally can’t decode theirs.
and he puts on this good ‘ol boy act and is almost proud he don’t know shit. what the fuck is that about? is
he a clever right wing ideologue, a scion of a mafia-like family with connections to obscure and shady
international conspiracies, or a brush clearing, horse riding cowboy from central texas?
please, God! they never even heard of him in Crawford, Texas before the 2000 campaign. just like Reagan, its
all a stage act. they don’t give a shit, they even hire actors to play the roles. the guy on the screen has
a role, and he plays it. the perqs are good, you’ve got to admit it. get it? but he’s not the guy making
the call. so there’s no contradiction, there’s just more to the game than is apparent.
ref:
http://slate.msn.com//?id=2100064,
http://blogs.salon.com/0002542/,
http://www.talkingpointsmemo.com/archives/week_2004_05_09.php#002940