Yeah, you gotta hand it to the GOP; they are very skilled at taking bullshit and spinning it into something that approximates gold. I mean, look back through about 60 years of politics and there they are, talking how the U.S. is gonna become a socialist hellhole if we allow Medicare to continue (something Ronnie Raygun was whoring for Operation Coffee Cup back in 1961) or if we don’t cut taxes for corporations we’ll become a third world country, or how you can just wear a shit-load of sunscreen if the ozone layer is destroyed and all will be cool . . . you get the point: they create such an event horizon of hyperbole that only their crap is able to escape its gravitational effects.
It’s been at its worse for the last 10 years, what with the GOP having been taken over by an unimaginable lineup of bullshit artists who so seem incapable of telling the truth that if they did, they’d need to lie about that fact to anyone they met. Cut taxes to get more money to the people not making it; getting rid of regulation will turn the country into a fantastic world of free money for all; once you get rid of government you’ll be a totally free man. It’s all there, man, the whole manifesto. And the one I’m hearing more these days: Mr. President, you’ve had your chance to fix thing, and you’ve fail. Now it’s our turn.
Now, hold on there, Hoss, and lets look at this last one–and lets look at it in a way that make more sense from a personal situation. Lets say you’re in a relationship, and in that relationship your significantly other is sort of–well, when it comes to handling the group finances, they tend not to pay much attention to something known as cash flow. They tend to take in $1 and spend $10, and sometimes they say, fuck it, whip out the credit card and rack up about $100 in charges for something they really, really need, and when the bill shows up the following month they only pause what they’re doing so they can piss on it before tossing it in the trash.
And this isn’t something they do one month, or two, or six. Naw. They keep at it for years, baby. They live for the idea of “There’s no success like excess”, but they aren’t successful, they’re a fuckin’ looser mess, and they have been since Day One. But when you try to bring this up, they not only get pissy, but all their friends jump in and call asshole on you for even trying to question your SO’s money management style. So you let it continue, because if you say a single word, you’re labeled as 20 different kinds of ridiculous, callous bastard who needs to shut up and let your SO do their wonderful thing.
Finally, you get to where you just can’t take it anymore, and you take the debit and credit cards away, you move what little money you have left into another account, you kick your SO’s lying ass from you house–oh, and let there be no doubt, the only way they’ve been able to get as far as they have has been on pure bullshit, enabled 1000% by their friends–gather up all the outstanding bills, and start the slow, painful process of getting your financial house back in order.
If you’ve ever been sunk into a financial hole, you have a pretty good idea how hard it is to get out and back on your feet. Now, imagine instead of your SO having drained the bank account and running up about 40k on your credit cards, they put your ass about a trillion or two in debt, ran up another $400 billion or so on the cards, cleaned out the bank account and took the silver on their fist-pumping way out the door . . . do you really think you’re gonna fix that shit in a couple of years?
Yeah, you had your chance to fix things, Mr. President. Now the bullshitters who put us in the goddamn hole want another chance at “fixing things”. Right. That’s sort of like Jeffrey Dahmer as your handyman, who a few years back came over to put up some cabinets and, in the process of putting them up rapes, murders and eats your Significant Other–and he’s now knocking on your door saying, “You know, I can clean out your gutters and mow your lawn, and I know we had some unpleasantness in the past, but I assure you, this time around I’ll do the job and totally not knock up your daughter and eat your son”.
And, some idiots will nod and go, “Hey, no problem, Jeff. Come on it–”.
One doesn’t even need to smell the bullshit swirling around the upcoming cock fight–I mean, presidential election, to know the GOP is so full of shit everyone’s got brown hair . . . go back to the start of our current congress and the GOP House. Hey, they were going to get jobs going full time, man! You know it, ’cause if there is anything the GOP is about, it’s jobs–
Only it wasn’t. Since the first of this screwed up year 2011, they are only about three things: cuttin’ taxes for their friends–of which you and I aren’t–getting rid of programs they don’t like, and, oh, yeah–making certain that section of the population that’s sportin’ a uterus knows their place, yo.
And what about jobs? Jobs? You wanna job? Fuck you. We got Chinese to make Nike shoes, so what we need you for?
I know people tend to have such a short attention span that they can’t remember important things like who just won American Idol last week, but, jeez, people–you got bullshitted into economic hell. Are you really that willing to get bullshitted into believing that the very people who screwed things up in the first place are really gonna fix things?
It really is a good thing I don’t drink early . . . but I might start.