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needles needling needlessly with little thread... or much of anything else...

(foolish dribbles to be written at uncertain times, on an irregular basis, from uncertain sections of the ever expending universe, and from whatever dimension I-We-Us-Them might find ourselves/ myself in …)

Wednesday, November 03, 2004

DOOM'S MORNING 

What a feeling to wake up in the morning understanding half the people in the country in which you live are complete utter ignorant morons who have no…

Oh... fuck it...

Can’t even write. Can’t even express my feelings other than saying that I'm feeling extremely disgusted.

The only good thing I can think of is that four more years of that asshole might take this country so far into the red, ostracize so many more of its supposed allies, take away so many more of its citizens’ rights, cut taxes a little more for a few more billionaire, screw up the environment so far bad none of it will matter anyway, that this country – this sleeping self-absorbed giant – might actually wake up and revolt itself!

What is it going to take to burst America’s protective bubble? The bubble in which half this country lives in?

There are more guns in this country than anybody can imagine. A revolution around here would be one bloody bath. The same people who have put George Wanker back in office – the farmers, the trailer-living communities, the Cubans, the waitresses, the bible-thumping white trash, the low-paying workers who elected him for his supposed "moral values" et cetera – are the same people who are going get hurt the most by him. Once they finally get it through their thick heads that Bush is after everything they don’t have, and that Bush is going to make sure they’ll have to work longer hours, more days, harder, for less money, less freedoms, less everything, then maybe they’ll finally wake up and smell the fucking coffee.

We can only hope.
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