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Fri Mar-16-07 11:49 AM
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I hate to say it, but...

Edited on Fri Mar-16-07 11:53 AM by aundria75

(For that one Republican we ALL know)

I told you so. Come on, you knew it was coming! How the hell could it not be, when I’ve been right about EVERYTHING I’ve told you?
I don’t enjoy it, you know. I’m not glad to be right that my nation is in so much deep shit that we need toilet paper for eyelashes! Man, we’re fucked! You think that makes me all giddy or something?

Hell no, it doesn’t! I’m watching my nation, the nation I grew up loving from my earliest memories, fall to ruin without so much as a peep of the outrage that should be there. Why the hell are there not riots in the streets?

I’m not advocating such a thing, you understand. But it does puzzle me where the hell the balls of the U.S. of A. have gotten off to. Since when do Americans take kindly to being shat upon by the rich and powerful? And if you think we’re not being shat upon, in a most explosively nasty way, YOU’RE JUST NOT PAYING ATTENTION.

The litany, even in the MSM, is becoming cacophonous. From Valerie Plame (and farewell to Mr. Libby-we wish we never knew ye), to election fraud (dimson never won, I think we are all agonizingly aware of that), to politically motivated bullshit with our U.S. Attorneys (heh, heh, somebody go fire them ‘torneys who ain’t doin’ whatever we damn-well tell ‘em to), to Iraq (quagmire, Vietnam, 3,000+ troops killed, billions of dollars wasted), to Katrina (Bushco doesn’t care about ANY people, regardless of color, unless they are very, very rich), to mind-boggling ineptitude (Michael Brown, Harriet Miers, cronies, et. al.), to 'supporting the troops' (lack of proper equipment, repeated extended deployments, Walter Reed Hospital, anyone?) to saber-rattling towards Iran (and I could go on and on), we are being treated to a buffet of excrement, and we are saying, “thank you, sir, may I have some more?”

And I’ve been telling you, haven’t I? I’ve told you from the very day they selected that dipstick that things were going to be very bad. And yes, damn it, I DID try to get behind my President after 9/11. But don’t you dare try to throw that in my face! I wanted very badly for that bag of rocks (I’m sorry to be insulting to rocks) to be transformed into a real leader, someone we could be proud of. I wanted him to suddenly have a heart, because how could ANYONE, even that canker sore of a human, not feel as gut punched by 9/11 as I did?

But it didn’t happen, did it? Oh, no, we’ve ended up with a psychopathic child-man sitting in the highest office of the nation!

I told you that he didn’t really win the election. I told you he ran every business he ever touched into the ground. I told you he evaded his duty in Vietnam, that he was a C average student, and that he did cocaine and had an alcohol problem. Damn it, I TOLD YOU! But you didn’t bother to listen before the ignorant dickhead slimed his way into the White House with the help of Poppy’s buddies. No, you only saw that he wrapped himself in the guise of faith, and you blindly followed, like cows to the slaughter.

I told you about the dirty tricks he and his buddies played with our national elections. I showed you evidence and tried my best to make you understand that a fact is a fact, whether you like it or not! I gave you concrete proof of his family’s involvement with the Carlyle Group, the bin Ladens, and the Saudi Royal Family. You chose to avert your eyes from the truth. You chose to be blind. I know, because I watched you do it!

I told you that the WMD bullshit about Iraq was exactly that: bullshit. I showed you video of the Idiot’s own Cabinet members saying Saddam was toothless and had no weapons to speak of, massively destructive or otherwise. I showed you documented evidence that fifteen of the nineteen alleged hijackers were of Saudi origin, that NONE of them were proclaimed to be Iraqi. I told you over and over again that invading Iraq was the wrong course, that we could not afford to pull our focus from the REAL cause of 9/11. But you closed your eyes, put your fingers in your ears and started singing ‘la la la la’ until you were sure I was gone.

I couldn’t believe you would be so willfully ignorant. I was astounded and ashamed to watch you close your eyes to the threats to your children’s futures. I was sickened by your absolute refusal to even discuss the realities of any given situation. I was grief-stricken that your brain had been taken over by Limbaugh and his idiotic non-thoughts. And secretly, I waited for the whole basis of your delusion to fall apart. I am ashamed to say that after a while, I got a bit of malicious pleasure out of the fact that one day you would be disabused of your bubble world notions. After watching you scramble to come up with excuses for your vaunted leader, after seeing you allow your brain to completely shut down, after hearing the fecal matter you call truth, I must say I was secretly delighted that one day soon, you would be very rudely awakened.

And it seems as though that day has come, doesn’t it? There is evidence of complicity in the very highest offices of our government with regard to 9/11. A high-level aide (Libby) was just indicted on four counts of obstruction and perjury in regards to leaking the identity of a CIA agent (which seems a bit treasonous to me). Documentation regarding the lies of the run up to the Iraq War has come to light. Karl Rove is crying in his beer because the MSM is actually telling us some of this stuff (and god forbid that someone becomes a blogger!) And your great leader can’t seem to stay out of scandal.

So I ask you, are you awake yet? Are you hearing me yet? Are you tired of your shit buffet yet? Because it seems to me, much as I wish it could have been otherwise, that I have been right, and you have been woefully, horribly, unforgivably wrong.

Do us all a favor. Disengage your head from your anal orifice, open your fucking eyes and ears, and stop being a doormat because some buffoon wraps himself up in the robes of a holy man and the tattered, trampled-upon flag of our nation. Think for yourself for two damned seconds and see if you can't figure out why there's only about 30% of you left.

on edit: two of my paragraphs stuck together! :P