And so it goes in the life of a Vice President, one heart beat away from the seat of Presidential Power, though, as now is generally obvious, Cheney was functioning as President of the United States in George W. Bush's first term. That is why we had that exciting adventure with the thoroughly subdued Iraq and eliminated Saddam Saddam Hussein. It was all in OilGuy Dick's plan.
Back to the Hunt, Dick argued with the paramedics, insisting they be allowed to do their job, while Dick followed them insisting he had the perfect place on the wall of his office that really needed filling.
The medics were nervous, but firm.
Twenty four hours later news of the accident was released and the place on the Vice-Presidential office wall remains to be filled. Any volunteers to go on a hunt with Dickie Boy?
The Chief of Staff reminded the Vice President that the target victim, a billionaire, had been a generous donor to their cause in many ways, both official and unofficial.
Never one to bemoan what cannot be helped, Dick returned to Washington to discuss unfolding events with staff and the Commander in Chief; All are aglow with enthusiasm.
Will Teddy Kennedy, Al Gore, and John Kerry join him on a very special hunting party? Their offices have as yet issued no statement.
Valentine's Day approaches. Piles of heart shaped boxes have sprung up like mushrooms in the stores. Reservations at romantic restaurants and get-away spots are filling up. Valentine's Day is a time for fantasy, not reality. It is a bright spot in the landscape of a calendar filled with oppression and concerns, economic and political, and provides a time, for those of us watching, to pause to consider what we know about those now now in control of our government.
What are THEIR fantasies? How do they view themselves? And, most fascinating, where did those fantasies originate? If Karl Rove could send a valentine out to you what image and text would speak his most intimate fantasies? We can't know – but we can certainly speculate.
Of course in most ways this is not funny in the least mostly because when you consider the actions of the above individuals the valentines make a horrible kind of sense, you will notice.
If these are the fantasies that propelled them then the underlying reasons for our present direction sort of crystallizes. One also wonders about what form their more recent fantasies have taken.
Are they, as you read this, designing the uniforms for those private SS troop or originating even more ways to reduce us to servility and serfdom? Are they calling their bookkeepers to find out how much more they need in offshore accounts to buy their own personal island?
Frightening thoughts, all of them.
These NeoCon Valentines are designed to inform, educate and amuse, wear and use.
We here at STOP the Neoconning hope these small love offerings brighten your day in the face of the impending revocation of both the Constitution and Bill of Rights. Items bearing these graphics can be purchased at our store site: THE STOPNeoconning Store
So here are the speculations of STOPNeoconning, Simon Jester providing the background, psychic interface, insights and glee.
The medics were nervous, but firm.
Twenty four hours later news of the accident was released and the place on the Vice-Presidential office wall remains to be filled. Any volunteers to go on a hunt with Dickie Boy?
The Chief of Staff reminded the Vice President that the target victim, a billionaire, had been a generous donor to their cause in many ways, both official and unofficial.
Never one to bemoan what cannot be helped, Dick returned to Washington to discuss unfolding events with staff and the Commander in Chief; All are aglow with enthusiasm.
Will Teddy Kennedy, Al Gore, and John Kerry join him on a very special hunting party? Their offices have as yet issued no statement.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
A NeoCon Valentine for you from Simon The Jester
Valentine's Day approaches. Piles of heart shaped boxes have sprung up like mushrooms in the stores. Reservations at romantic restaurants and get-away spots are filling up. Valentine's Day is a time for fantasy, not reality. It is a bright spot in the landscape of a calendar filled with oppression and concerns, economic and political, and provides a time, for those of us watching, to pause to consider what we know about those now now in control of our government.
What are THEIR fantasies? How do they view themselves? And, most fascinating, where did those fantasies originate? If Karl Rove could send a valentine out to you what image and text would speak his most intimate fantasies? We can't know – but we can certainly speculate.
Of course in most ways this is not funny in the least mostly because when you consider the actions of the above individuals the valentines make a horrible kind of sense, you will notice.
If these are the fantasies that propelled them then the underlying reasons for our present direction sort of crystallizes. One also wonders about what form their more recent fantasies have taken.
Are they, as you read this, designing the uniforms for those private SS troop or originating even more ways to reduce us to servility and serfdom? Are they calling their bookkeepers to find out how much more they need in offshore accounts to buy their own personal island?
Frightening thoughts, all of them.
These NeoCon Valentines are designed to inform, educate and amuse, wear and use.
We here at STOP the Neoconning hope these small love offerings brighten your day in the face of the impending revocation of both the Constitution and Bill of Rights. Items bearing these graphics can be purchased at our store site: THE STOPNeoconning Store
So here are the speculations of STOPNeoconning, Simon Jester providing the background, psychic interface, insights and glee.
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