Manipulated and Maneuvered U.S.A.

Americans these days seem to be forgetting their chartered ideals on so many fronts and on such a massive scale, discarding long held truths into the dustbin of ‘opinion’. We have embarked with breakneck speed after demonstrably minor things such as the Michelle Obama’s tennis shoes, swine flu and with a conjugate sluggishness we barely turn our muddled heads to matters such as the Taliban’s rapid cannibalization of a nuclear state. I am inclined to agree with Mark Twain who once said, “I’ll forget the Lords middle name sometime, right in the midst of a storm, when I need all the help I can get”.

The consumer mind set seems only willing to regard time as a collection of popular events. And in a weird way, this is almost true, for being linear, time can be flooded with voyeuristic abandon and we soon become unable to see the sequence of anything else.

All that is required in my mind, to confirm with what magnificence we have been manipulated into delusion, is to remember and thereby juxtapose this world, with the one a mere 10 years ago.

Here in a brief review:

Conservative talk show host Michael Savage is banned from England (but not Jeremiah Wright).

The stock market has been surging upwards on the news that economic indicators such as April’s unemployment rates are “not as bad as predicted”. Basically, if your ship is sinking slower than you thought, perhaps there is time for another hand of poker.

Our financial system is becoming nationalized, as are auto-manufacturing giants, Chrysler and GM. Oh goody, the same people who right the tax codes are now going to make automobiles.

Let’s Invest money here!

Returning heroes from Afghanistan and Iraq are now under Napolitano’s careful scrutiny as potential “security risks”.

In counterpoint to this fact, we freed several Guantanamo prisoners with one now discovered to be in charge of Taliban military operations in Pakistan. Why let a good killer waste away in prison? Let them go, let them free . . . free I tell you! Praise Obama! . . . I mean Allah.

The urge to vomit, if not yet strong enough, will yet persevere. . .

One needs only to read on.

Air Force One, once the proud angel of protection for our nations highest officer, recently terrified thousands of New Yorkers by its low level passes for a “photo opportunity”. The white house, nevertheless, refuses to share these $300,000.00 photos with the nation who paid so dearly for them.

Obama was seen bowing to a Muslim Arabian Sheik. At least two hundred million of us actually saw this.

Nope. . . Now get this straight people! Obama was too tall . . . he did not a bow.

. . . It’s official, so there!

A witch hunt is underway to impeach the former president and arrest or disbar his personal counsel for allowing water boarding on terrorists, a rigor which the marine corps has also used to toughen its elite.

Bank of America and Citicorp mentioned casually that they need another 45 billion dollars this morning and both these banks stock rose at least 35 cents a share this morning.

We can’t sell enough Treasury bonds to cover our national debt anymore. China has pulled out but Berneke says we will pull out of the recession later this year . . . and “later this year” we will need to sell even more Treasury bonds. I don’t get the math.

Rahm Emanuel, always posing seriously with his index finger guarding his lips and Obama’s official fall guy, announced that the United States was not going to negotiate nuclear limits with Iran unless Israel gave up more of its territory to the Palestinians.

This is like telling your daughter you won’t chase away her rapist until she removes all her clothes.

100 days and only 265 to go! 630? 6,030? (there is a bill before both houses to repeal the 22cd amendment (term limits for the president)) Oh the “HOPE”! Oh the “Change”!

What a brave and insightful president we have! Such diplomacy and deliberated idiocy . . . and instant deniability too . . . because if it doesn’t fly with public opinion (what is our ‘public’ opinion anyway). . . he can chastise Rahm once again for his “misstatement”.

Iraq, timorously close to Iran and completely unprepared to defend itself militarily, announced that the U.S. military must leave next month. Perhaps there is reason to believe Iraq has already quietly acceded as vassal to Iran. Hurray democracy!

A winning beauty queen was denied the crown because she declares belief in the exclusive nature of heterosexual marriage. On the . . . sacred . . . all knowing eye no less! On TV! What hate speak! Oh the outrage!

Obama’s promise to track down “every dime” of the stimulus money(he read this very slowly and dramatically on his teleprompter). The stimulus passed through both congress and senate houses without being read, now Obama says the ‘tracking’ will be “delayed” until 2010 . . . very conveniently I might add, after the congressional elections and he knowing full well, that at least 350 billion dollars of this money is . . .

unaccounted . . . for!

Well, I’m sure we’ll just find it laying around somewhere in a lost and found . . . maybe in a purse . . . nope, too small . . . maybe in a 1,000 foot freighter off of the Somali shore perhaps? Who knows? I’ll help them find it. Is there a finders fee?

Obama refuses to give a speech next to the symbols of Christ at Georgetown University and orders them covered with black painted plywood. If Pilot could say “I find no fault with this man” who the hell are you?

I did say hell didn’t I !?

Well then, would the Pope please throw some holy water on this guy so we can see if he bursts into flames! Just a drop or two would be fine I’m sure.

Arlen Spectre defects to the Democratic party and Jeb Bush tells the Republican Party to move left . . .

Look you knuckle head! You traitorous, Bush, you!

And I’m screaming this loud enough for you to hear all the way from Utah to Florida :

THERE IS NO MORE “LEFT!” IT’S GONE! . . . DONE! . . . THIS FREEWAY OVERPASS RAN OUT OF FUNDING! IT MUST BE GONE . . . BECAUSE . . . I CANT VOMIT ANYMORE!

I am a conservative . . . now . . . under the ‘new speak rules’, of the ever Obama worshipping media, the word has been changed to . . .

“extremist”.

Let’s have a moment of silence, for the sinking of yet another perfectly fine English word, c-o-n-s-e-r-v-a-t-i-v-e, while we watch it slip into the mold ridden pudding which is . . . the PC American lexicon . . . joining all the other lost words like gay, black and terrorism . . .

I said, “pudding” didn’t I? . . . I’m really sorry Mr. Cosby, since it seemed a bit excessive to use another less palliative substance as my metaphor, ‘pudding’ has fallen prey to my rhetoric. Here, light another candle!

It is a quiet day somewhere on a desert isle. Somewhere I am sure natives are gathering thatch for their huts, children are catching pollywogs in a jar and new grass is emerging vibrant and green from the spring thaw.

But I don’t see those things.

Today, all that seems to be available to my eyes is the endless manipulations of the media, things like the afore mentioned silly . . which is our new actuality, our new abyss of madness.

Speaking of manipulation . . .

On a more personal note, I have been looking for some of these good home real estate buys the banks have been listing from the 20 million or so now vacant.

I need to move soon, as employment for me here is uncertain in the near future.

In my first visit to a shaggy weed strewn 3 acre stucco mission style house in southern California, I find a new picture, unlike the one in the ad. Rain water has eroded a once well terraced yard. Everything not sage is dead and dry. The patio pergola has been partially torn apart by migrant squatters (see, I didn’t say illegal Mexicans) and used for what looks like a cook fire. Discarded chicken bones and empty cans of beans are strewn everywhere. Adding to the debris is a mountain of used refrigerators, broken toilets, grass clippings, construction leftovers and a catalog of other items obviously intended to mark this once proud home as a new dump for all comers. It would take more money to repair this house than to build a new one.

So, from the realtor comes this history, shared by millions of other houses of similar fate:

The owners had to leave on a short sale and nobody buys it. The price sinks. Two years later the house is still empty but the bank does not want to sell at the listed price, but rather, samples the traffic in a battle of wills against the buyers market, refusing to sell at the list price. The banks do this much easier now than they could in times past, because federal ‘bail out’ money has infused bank balance sheets with fresh cash . . . from tax payers, and home buyers like you and me.

The banks (investors) need the listings to stay low, so that they can report their losses to the biggest insurance company in town, which is the federal government. The federal government isn’t done yet handing out money and the banks know it. All they have to do is call up the congressman they bought and he tells them everything. So just like a crack whore with 17 kids, you qualify, you sign up . . .

And you get the welfare.

Time to go buy some more Crack!

Mean while, these houses values crumble away from neglect.

Interesting way to “stimulate” our economy right?

I’m just done now . . . and . . . feeling rather depressed.

Thoughts of illegal substances cross my mind . . . but no . . .

I’ll take that desert island.

Milton