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Thursday, July 15, 2004

Bullshit!

 

The Butler Report and The Senate Intelligence Committee Report agree on one thing: the intelligence was WRONG! Hans Blix could have told them that 2 years ago. These distinguished appointed committees disagree on the other point: In the UK nobody is responsible; but in the US, everybody is! That includes you and me, who watched in horror the metamorphosis of obviously bogus “intelligence” into shock, awe, and flaming fundamentalist righteous death from the skies.

 

Kiss my aluminum tubes – it’s bullshit! If it walks like bullshit, quacks like bullshit, and smells like bullshit, it sure as fuck ain’t a duck!

 

Always looked like a turd to me, though I must confess that I’m really no expert on excremental origins. I couldn't tell you the breed of the bull, for example. It has always been enough to spot it, smell it and walk away from it; being very careful not to step in it - a habit formed trial-and-error during my childhood years, while walking through bucolic pastures. IOW, it might only be simple horseshit, which is considerably easier to scrape off your shoes than those runny cowpies.

 

 

OTOH, these reports don’t quite qualify as whitewash either, as some claim. “Whitewash” conjures images of Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn innocently duping a bunch of their “friends” into helping them harmlessly paint a fence. Since all the rationales for the Iraq War have now been proven bullshit, the only surviving rationales are the ones toadie MurdochBoys like to call “liberal nonsense”: like the one that the Bush and Saudi Royal Families colluded to steal Iraq’s oil at the expense of the US taxpayer and the “coalition of the willing.”

 

Sure, the Bushies and the House of Saud obviously screwed up this one and, sure, they need scapegoats at this critical moment, but the fact remains that all the alternative explanations/excuses for their behavior have been completely and thoroughly discredited – so the burden of proof now rests with them - while Tom and Huck’s “marks,” one-by-one, put down their paintbrushes and slowly walk away to lick their wounds. Or their shoes. Whitewash doesn't smell as bad as either bull or horse shit, making it an appetizing alternative for bureaucratic boot-lickers.

 

 

“Why did you do this when all the facts betray your spoken motives?” we should ask our Royalty, no matter how eloquently and patriotically they continue to repeat and improvise on their alibis. This is not “liberal nonsense” speaking here; it is the first question a precinct captain would ask of a common murderer who has only killed a single person.

 

Why should a man who has killed thousands be exempt from answering the same questions? “Did you do it for the girl? Did you do it for a family vendetta? Did you do it for the diamonds? Why did you kill thousands of innocent people? Who benefited from this crime? Who ordered this? To whom do you report?”


6:41:32 PM    comment []

Fear

 

I began to feel it Monday morning, It has been a long time since I have experienced visceral fear. Over such a simple thing. A PDF document emailed inviting me to visit the PRC. That’s one of the four hoops you need to jump through to get a multiple entry visa to China. It was just a form letter, though unintelligible to me (written in Chinese), saying the company I am visiting was a reliable steward of my financial and moral behavior. The purpose and dates of my visit were spelled out. I shuddered. The hair stood up on the back of my neck. This is no longer and abstraction, I’m really going there. My fear was so palpable that I felt it transmute into a visible aura.

 

It hit again today as I assembled all the other required forms, along my passport, placed them into an overnight envelope and affixed the address label to the visa service in Washington, DC, which will deliver the papers to the PRC embassy.

 

It will probably hit again when I book the flight and hotels. A night in Hong Kong, then a trip to Shenzhen for a week. From there, back to Hong Kong, a night there, then a flight to Tokyo for three more days of education. Then home again. That’s the part I’m really looking forward to. Thinking about that reminds me that comfort is the mortal enemy of fear.


4:56:21 PM    comment []

While we’re at it…

 

Bush vows to pursue gay union ban

US President George W Bush says he will carry on trying to make homosexual marriages illegal in the United States.

 

This is insufficiently comprehensive. It is not enough to stop gay marriages in the United States. The President has firmly asserted that NASA will be sending manned missions to Mars - and outer space, unlike our coasts and airspace, is virgin territory for legal jurisdiction.

A trip to Mars means the astronauts will be alone together for 3 years. That’s a long time! We need Constitutional guarantees that they will conduct themselves the way Dick Cheney would, and not just start buggering each other like a bunch of Abu Ghraib misfits.

I don’t want my tax dollars wasted subsidizing galactic Straussian trysts between horny astronauts, not while millions of lonely guys are wracking their brains trying to find a way to get a little back here on Earth. It wouldn’t be fair. We need a Constitutional Amendment to insure that US Citizens fuck each other using only USDA-approved positions within a 40 million mile inter-orbital limit of earth. That’ll make those contemptible astronauts keep it in their pants!

 


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