Patriotism in its simplest, clearest and most indubitable signification is nothing else but a means of obtaining for the 

rulers their ambitions and covetous desires, and for the ruled the abdication of human dignity, reason, conscience, 

and a slavish enthralment to those in power: 

Leo Toystoy- Demanding the Impossible: a History of Anarchism by Peter Marshall
(fontana press 1992) p374

FROM THE PAST, A VIEW OF YOUR FUTURE.

Men lining up at a NYC soup kitchen for their one meal a day.  1930's.  Soup looks kinda thin to me.

These are what wee Johnny wears.                                           And these are what you'll probably 

                                                                                         be wearing if you help elect him. 

         Nice looking ain't they.                                                              The good news? Cost: $00.

          Cost: 500 bucks a pair.                                           The bad? They  are not very good in cold climates.

                                                                                            But not to worry.  Tillie from the Tundra will not

                                                                                       be wearing these when she goes back to shooting

                                                                                                               wolves from her plane.

Now, as the Rethuglian slime campaign has swung into high gear,  lead by that putrified sack of moulding moose muck, brain dead Sarah, you have been hearing loads of pure excrement that says as if it were gospel, that the true cause of the finiancial meltdown has been Obama and the Democrats.  This despite the fact that any one with even part of a brain and a piece of an asshole, to use one of my old Granddad's fav. sayings, knows damn well whose fault it's been.  'Cause where I come from the man at the top calls the tune.  Except when you're a Rethuglican and it all turns to shit!  Then it's everybody elses fault but never their own. 

Remember this?  And wee Johnny the war hero jumping through his arse with joy because "Victory is ours!"

But now that that has turned into the worst fuck up in a century of foriegn policy fuck ups, (Think South America here.) by the Rethuglician's our wee Johnny doesn't really recall it.  No sir, it's all the Democrats fault that we are bogged down in a war we can never "win" that was brought on by lies and more lies by his, at that time at least, good friend Deacon Dumb and his Fascist backers.  One of the major of these being wee Johhny the war hero himself.  Because a closer clone of a real fascist than McSlime you would be hard put to find anyplace.

And here you have wee Johnny humping Deacon Dumb, the man he can no longer recall. This after the good Deacon had disclosed that Johnny's wife and Barbie wannabe, Cindy, was a junkie and that his adopted daughter was his own bastard child.  A more shining example of what a slimy bag of shit McCain really is would be very difficult to find.

But I stray.  This is supposed to be about how it is the Democrats fault that all your hard earned pension savings have gone right down the shitter in the past 14 days.  All 2 trillion dollars worth.  So why don't you go here and discover who the real villians were. And guess what, there was "Big Daddy" Poulsen right up front when the license to steal was handed out.  And typically, this was done in a basement room with no outsiders present.

And now, to top it all off we have the man who engineered the deal, one Hank "Daddy" Paulson himself to save us.  Well, where I come from you don't put the fox in the chicken house to make sure the hens are comfortable.  And sure enough, our boy with the long face and the sparse hairdo has made certain that it will all go after his plans by appointing as "Czar" to manage the 700 billion bucks of your tax money and to make certain it goes into the right pockets, another of his bright boys from his old firm, Goldman Sucks Sachs.   One Neel Kashkari who's qualifications seem to be in the field of rocket science and not economics.  So maybe Paulson and all his buddies are planning on sending all their misgotten gains to mars for safe keeping now that they have made the banks nothing but sink holes for losers.

THE NEW CZAR 

AT LEAST HE'S GOT THE RIGHT HAIR STYLE.

That after his friends at AIG have spent all your 89 billion on inviting themselves to luxury hotel weekends.  Massage and sauna included.  Cost to the taxpayers who are forced to man the pumps?  Some $320,00of your money.  And then, after that the bastards from AIG have the goolies to came back and ask Daddy Paulson for 37.8 billion more!  And of course he said yes.  After all, Goldman Sucks Sachs does have a 20 billion stake in AIG.  But it goes without saying that is not the reason it had to be saved at all cost.  Of course not. 

And my arse is a great source of the staple needed for your next cheese 'n dip party too!