They’re Fired Up, They’re Ready To Go

(2 pm. – promoted by ek hornbeck)

Fear not, wanderers in this WTF Wilderness.  Be not dismayed, let not your hearts be troubled.  Lift up your eyes like you never have before, and behold the shiny objects flashing around the White House and the DNC.  Look upon them in wonder and sing hallelujah, for salvation is at hand.   Again.  

Fired up!    

Ready To Go!

I hope Obama and the clap louder crowd at Kos Communications will forgive me, but I’m not fired up.  I’m not ready to go.  The idiocy on full display every hour of every day on the campaign trail exposes how far gone this country’s political system is.  We don’t see any real political debate, we don’t hear any real political commentary, there’s no dialogue about the fundamental problems we’re facing, no real solutions are offered. It’s not a campaign.  It’s a beer commercial.  

Tastes Great!   Less Filling!

U.S. In Distress Corporate capitalism tastes great.  No, it’s less filling.  Gosh, I just can’t decide who’s right, it has so many appealing features.  It’s not perfect yet, but perfection is so close the Beltway binge-drinkers can almost taste it.    

Their friends at the five-hundred billion dollar Beltway Brewery are really cranking out the suds, the bipartisan beer trucks are rumbling down the highways of America, driven by austerity alcoholics with places to go and people to see.  

It’s Happy Hour, it’s always Happy Hour here at the Trickle Down Tavern, so drink up everyone, order another round, put another trillion dollars in the jukebox.  Yeah, I know, Too Big To Fail is the only song on it, but what the hell, get over it, quit pouting and grow up, be a patriotic patriot and praise the plutocrats, they created this paradise of prosperity and are disappointed because we haven’t been grateful enough, so grab a beer-soaked flag and wave it on high.


Wave it on high for Eric Holder, the head bartender.  He used to be a prosecutor, but now he just pours drinks for bankers and lights their smokes for them.  Wave it on high for Hillary, dealing blackjack in the corner with Espionage Act cards, wave it on high for Leon Panetta at the pull tab jars, there’s a defense cut ticket in there somewhere, wave it on high for this guy . . .  

yeah booooy!!!

Yeah, the banker smoke is pretty think in there, but if you cough your way through it and get up close enough, you can see Obama’s way more liberal than Harding, Coolidge, and Hoover were, so STFU, professional leftists.  You’re never satisfied!

Well, at least they gave us a free speech zone down in the basement.  Sometimes they even turn the lights on.  Not too many people can hear us singing way down here, but we’re going to keep singing anyway, singing for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail, singing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight, singing for the refugees on their unarmed road of flight, singing for each and every underdog blogger in the night . . .

Sing it for the rebel, sing it for the raked,

Sing it for the luckless, the abandoned and forsaked.

Sing it for the the outcasts, burning constantly at stake,

Until we see the chimes of freedom flashing.


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  1. For On the Bus.  For ek and MomCat.  For Edger and Pfiore and Calico.  For Ria and Alma and Lady Libertine.  For dharmasyd and Tahoe and Night Owl, for everyone who ever sang here.  

  2. trying to move back to Canada when I am finished my degree and I can find a job and sell the house. I am just not feeling it in America any more and my personal circumstances have changed dramatically. I know things aren’t perfect there and corporate capitalism thrives quite mightly and the bullshit is only slightly less thick but I would rather be powerless and at least have single payer health care, not that I am sick now but this country is too fucked up and living in the south has left me feeling hugely isolated and out of place and I am pretty much in surrender mode.

    • TMC on August 24, 2012 at 19:15

    I posted this response to a comment over at TSHG:

    I will continue to be the voice of the “loyal opposition,” opposing fascist, corporate policies and loyal to the Constitution of the People.

    They don’t listen because they bought into a bill of goods that they now think can’t toss out.

    As for us, we scare them because we give them facts and shine the light on the flaws and faults of the government. Chris Hedges said it eloquently in this article:

    Cultures that endure carve out a protected space for those who question and challenge national myths. Artists, writers, poets, activists, journalists, philosophers, dancers, musicians, actors, directors and renegades must be tolerated if a culture is to be pulled back from disaster. Members of this intellectual and artistic class, who are usually not welcome in the stultifying halls of academia where mediocrity is triumphant, serve as prophets. They are dismissed, or labeled by the power elites as subversive, because they do not embrace collective self-worship. They force us to confront unexamined assumptions, ones that, if not challenged, lead to destruction. They expose the ruling elites as hollow and corrupt. They articulate the senselessness of a system built on the ideology of endless growth, ceaseless exploitation and constant expansion. They warn us about the poison of careerism and the futility of the search for happiness in the accumulation of wealth. They make us face ourselves, from the bitter reality of slavery and Jim Crow to the genocidal slaughter of Native Americans to the repression of working-class movements to the atrocities carried out in imperial wars to the assault on the ecosystem. They make us unsure of our virtue. They challenge the easy clich├ęs we use to describe the nation-the land of the free, the greatest country on earth, the beacon of liberty-to expose our darkness, crimes and ignorance. They offer the possibility of a life of meaning and the capacity for transformation.

    Human societies see what they want to see. They create national myths of identity out of a composite of historical events and fantasy. They ignore unpleasant facts that intrude on self-glorification. They trust naively in the notion of linear progress and in assured national dominance. This is what nationalism is about-lies. And if a culture loses its ability for thought and expression, if it effectively silences dissident voices, if it retreats into what Sigmund Freud called “screen memories,” those reassuring mixtures of fact and fiction, it dies. It surrenders its internal mechanism for puncturing self-delusion. It makes war on beauty and truth. It abolishes the sacred. It turns education into vocational training. It leaves us blind. And this is what has occurred. We are lost at sea in a great tempest. We do not know where we are. We do not know where we are going. And we do not know what is about to happen to us.

    The truth will not be silent or silenced.

       “See better, Lear; and let me still remain / The true blank of thine eye”  Earl Of Kent, King Lear, ~William Shakespeare~

  3. The idiocy on full display every hour of every day on the campaign trail exposes how far gone this country’s political system is.  We don’t see any real political debate, we don’t hear any real political commentary, there’s no dialogue about the fundamental problems we’re facing, no real solutions are offered. It’s not a campaign.

    With all the monumentally serious/grave issues before us, we are being “raped” (having it shoved down our throats) by all the most incredible inane, stupid, lies and rhetoric imaginable:

    “A female body knows how to differentiate the bad sperm from the good sperm and can, thus, shut out the bad sperm!”  

    Akin’s friendly rape sperm:

    “Rep. Yoder went swimming in the buff!”  (Gawd forbid!)

    “Voter fraud is a serous issue!”  (Hah, a study was done.)

    . . . . . as Daily Show correspondent John Oliver explained last night to Jon Stewart: “Sacrificing twenty percent of new voter participation is nothing compared to the horrors of voter fraud, which, according to the Brennan Center for Justice, happens at a terrifying rate of 0.0004 percent.”  The Brennan Center’s number is minuscule, so voter fraud isn’t a real concern, right?  Not so, Oliver said.  Because who knows how many cases of undetected voter fraud there might be?   Read more.

    Well, we could all go on and on with this stuff.  

    What I’ve always wondered is what countries around the world must think of our behavior, our lies, our stupidity . . . . I can just imagine!

  4. This is great . . .

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