You can either be a homosexual/terrorist/abortion-doctor (read: Evil Enemy of God), or you can be a fundamentalist Christian (Hero and Liberator of God's Kingdom). Yes. The Right choice should be obvious...(ah, ha-ha.)
There are a couple great articles in the May issue of Harper's, about the epicenter of contemporary evangelism in Colorado Springs, Colorado and Right Wing organization and thought in general. The first one is respectfully written, but you definitely get the feeling that the author is a bit freaked by the extremes of the movement. The second piece has a clearer opinion. They're both quite informative and somewhat disturbing. I highly suggest you check them out. There's also something in the new issue of "Rolling Stone" magazine along the same lines.
So. Okay. Here's something I attempted to post yesterday:
Tell me war is a good thing. Tell me about the economy and global population-related problems and enemies and how war is inevitable and really, we need war to cleanse our collective soul. Tell me all these things while your're sitting comfortably at home in the United States, or strolling casually along the beach, maybe thinking about what you're going to fix for dinner or your next cosmetic surgery.
Now read here about the far-reaching influence of Agent Orange.
Can you empathize yet, with people you haven't met? Or is it still easier to burble self-effacing nationalist propaganda by rote, from underneath that shiny sludge of romanticized patriotism?
It seems to me, that if you are in favor of the war in Iraq, and you're not actually in Iraq (or on your way there), you are full of shit. Is this an unreasonable assumption?
And now for something a bit more judgemental: If all the aggressive, thick-headed, pro-war U.S. citizens marched off to the battle they spit-shine on about, would the world become a better place? If these (seemingly) inherently violent folks took the next flight to Iraq instead of taking out their anti-human aggressions on fabricated egotistical conflicts and "protesters" and minorities, where would that lead us? Hmm. Better just shut up. Better just go suck down some more Fox news.
Here's an accordion/drinking song I'm working on:
I drive a Hummer 'cuz
me cock is too small.
Yes, there're some days
I can't see it at all.
But my girl don't complain,
no, there ain't hardly no pain,
as she's only a hole in me wall!
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2 comments:
Dude,
That's hella bunk-gross.
if it were a war, there might maybe be some result that would be considered a benefit but it is not a war, it's a deal, a slaughter for a deal. (napalm was nasty too, and bombs that destroyed oxygen within 500 meters, not just cruel but strangely cruel).
there's more than a bit of a wanker in your pirate voice there, must be from the cold cold waters of the uk, oh your asian accent that you bust out with, i heard it finally: quite chinese.
i think there should be ball swallowing in the song, now that would be entertaining.
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