War Redux

"Saigon was an addicted city, and we were the drug: the corruption of children, the mutilation of young men, the prostitution of women, the humiliation of the old, the division of the family, the division of the country - it had all been done in our name... The French city ... had represented the opium stage of the addiction. With the Americans had begun the heroin phase." -James Fenton, 1985

"We seem bent upon saving the Vietnamese from Ho Chi Minh, even if we have to kill them and demolish their country to do it....I do not intend to remain silent in the face of what I regard as a policy of madness which, sooner or later, will envelop my son and American youth by the millions for years to come." -George McGovern, speech to U.S. Senate, April 25, 1967

Insert Sappy Sentimental Patriotic Post Here

"Further, the process of transformation, even if it brings revolutionary change, is likely to be a long one, absent some catastrophic and catalyzing event - like a new Pearl Harbor." -PNAC I constantly pray for those that lost loved ones on that fateful day.

But wrapping yourself in a star spangled banner and blindly following some elitist twit to the dawn of Armageddon is not the most effective manner of mourning. Follow the light of truth and you will be set free.

Bottom line, without wasting too much valuable time, is that 9/11 was an inside job* and a pretext to secure the second largest remaining oil reserve in the world.

3,000 lives to insure the 'American' way of life is a small price to pay for those that decide our futures, shit more than a million have already died in Iraq.

Being a cynic, wrapped in the tattered shell of an idealist, I know now there's nothing we can do about the status quo.

So, sit back relax, check you're fucking Facebook and enjoy the show, because it's going to be a good one.

*unless you believe an autonomous faction of cave dwelling fundamentalist breached the most sophisticated defense and intelligence network in human history without professional training and or assistance

Tell Me What I Want

Between Google, Facebook, and Chase Bank or whatever parasitic credit company that owns your soul, nothing is secret. These mega-conglomerates no longer deal in tangible goods, but information.

They know what kind of toilet paper you wipe your ass with, whether you prefer pistachio ice cream or rocky road, and if you're a queer punk rocker with a preference for studded anal beads.

These mother fuckers know everything. I'm at a point in my life where I just don't feel like thinking for myself anymore. I tried that and it only causes mental turmoil, hair loss, and hallucinogenic drug use.

I mean, how the fuck else could you cope with a world that is infected with government sanctioned torture, environmental degradation, and Fox reality shows people watch to escape their own shitty, meaningless lives? 

Therefore, I implore Google, Facebook, Chase and whatever Department of Defense data mining program that is monitoring my every digital move, to tell me what I want.

You know more about me than I do, so please just come out and say it, because I'm tired of using this overgrown mass of gray matter for empty introspection.