Sorry State of Affairs, Huh, Cindy?
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Sad news yesterday when it was reported Cindy Sheehan was taking leave of the antiwar movement. Despite all the popularity she’d achieved in the war against the war, Sheehan claims the non-responsive Democrats in Congress after the mid-term elections last fall tipped the scales.
In her postings on the liberal online Daily Kos, Sheehan wrote the Iraqi war peace movement “often puts personal egos above peace and human life.” She became involved with the antiwar crowd following the death of her 24-year-old son, Casey, in April 2004 during a firefight near Baghdad. And now she’s come to a sad conclusion Casey “did indeed die for nothing.”
Sheehan then founded the Gold Star Families for Peace. She achieved national attention in August 2005 when she held a vigil outside Decider George’s shit-kicker’s ranch in Crawford, Tex. Decider George ignored her then, but the asshole probably was crying with delight yesterday with her announcement.
Beyond the horrific war, Sheehan wrote the US has become “a fascist corporate wasteland” and she is not going home to return being a full-time mother to her surviving children. She not only lost her son, she lost a husband and amassed a pile of medical bills.
“I am going to take whatever I have left and go home,” she wrote. The horrible part is that Sheehan has finally reached the end-point when hope against hope the nit-wits, assholes and hair-brains that started this shit in Iraq would end it, but it is not going to be.
“I will try to maintain and nuture some positive relationships that I have found in the journey that I was forced into when Casey died and try to repair some of the ones that have fallen apart since I began this single-minded crusade to try and change a paradigm that is now, I am afraid, carved in immovable, unbendable and rigidly mendacious marble.”
Apparently, Sheehan indeed chose the right word: Mendacious also means lying, deceitful; given to or marked by deliberate concealment or misrepresentation of the truth. Decider George, Dufus Dick Chaney, Wolfman, Pappa Don Rumsfeld, and a host of other brain-dead assholes are, and always have been, “mendacious” to the freaking max.
DeDe Miller, Sheehan’s sister, told CNN Cindy’s online letter was emotional. “She cried for quite a bit after writing it,” Miller said.
Anyone with any sense of decency and a fright for the future should cry after reading it.
Decider George’s Memorial
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As the US marks another Memorial Day, the vicious lies and propaganda spewing forth from Decider George and his crowd of low-life henchmen is enough to make those who died for this country roll over in their graves and weep. The so-called patriotic adage of “My Country Right Or Wrong” is a cause for far more alarm than Osama and his boys.
Today Decider George was at Arlington National Cemetery trying to tie the loose ends of a horrific war with the heart strings of America. He continued with his usual “we must stand firm” bullshit as he gave his little talk amid gravesites dating back to the Civil War. Decider George has the total gall and a cold-hearted attitude to ask for sacrifice when he himself never went to war and his two bobbsie-twin daughters have not enlisted. Prince Harry at least put his neck out and was about to go to Iraq, Bush’s daughters are like their daddy: Lazy-assed, chicken shit.
“Now this hallowed ground receives a new geberation of heroes,” Decider George said at Arlington. “The men and women who gave their lives in such places as Kabul, Kandahar, Baghdad and Ramadi.” He was apparently trying to connect the freaking bloody dots between battles sites in 1860, 1917 and 1942 into a modern hell hole created by his lies and deception.
And on Saturday, in keeping with the continuing lie, even if the lie has been fairly-well proven, Dufus Dick Chaney gave the commencement address at West Point and babbled halfway incoherent about the tie between 9/11 and Al-Qeada, the same kind of shit he’s babbled about for the past four years. Even in the face of a Senate Intelligence Committee Report last week that the White House was well informed of what would happen if the US invaded Iraq, before the March 2003 invasion: Just what’s going on there now. Dufus Dick kept the terror loop going as he attempted to bridge the gap between reality and his view of the world. “Their ultimate goal is to establish a totalitarian empire, a caliphate, with Baghdad as its capital,” Dufus Dick told his captive crowd of about 1,000 new soon-to-be second lieutenants. Even as those guys get set go serve their country in Iraq, they apparently have no idea Dufus Dick and Decider George are pieces of lying horse shit.
And the so-called war of terror? According to a report from Transactional Records Action Clearhouse, 85 percent of all the charges brought by the Department of Homeland Security the past three years were mundane visa problems. Out of the 814,073 cases, only 12 were terror related. What have these assholes been doing? Decider George screams about the war on terror and these clowns seemingly aren’t involved at all.
And to make matters even more stupid, Alabama’s DHS Website was shut down this week after it reported that gay rights advocates, environmentalists, antiwar people, among others, could be suspected terrorists. Officials at ‘Bama’s Homeland Security said the site will be up and running again soon, but nothing about gays, or tree-huggers or global-warming types being terrorists. This is some way to run a freaking operation, is it not?
And, to top this Memorial Celebrations, the US’s top soldier, Gen. Peter Pace apparently had a brain fart when discussing the numbers of GIs killed the past four years in Iraq as compared to the number killed Sept. 11, 2001, at the World Trade Center. Pistol Pete said those killed were quickly approaching the number that died in the Twin Towers. This dipwad is the freaking chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. What an idiot: so far 3,441 soldiers have died since the Iraq war started and only 2,996 people died on 9/11. Pistol Pete is as big an asshole as his boss.
What to say this Memorial Day? Lord have mercy!
The Flatulence of Decider George
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As the earth warms, toxic, noxious gases are released from anuses of certain bottom-dwelling, obtuse, but insolent creatures. Quite a number of these human-like slugs grow up to be president.
Decider George has once again shown his ability to understand which direction the wind is blowing, and, once again he’s demonstrated the fact the world has a lot to fear from the sonofabitch. Even in the face of the mounting and overwhelming evidence human beings have created an enormous time bomb ticking quickly away, Decider George still holds on to the bottom line: Profits. Global warming’s biggest contribution (and awareness) is the true inconvenient truth the world’s economies have to slow down, if not cease, in order to stop an almost-unstoppable, catastrophic event.
According to the AFP News Service (Agence France-Presse) on Saturday the global environmentalist group, Greenpeace, published a leaked document revealing that Decider George will shoot down a global warning declaration supposedly set to highlight next month’s Group of Eight summit in Germany. In a situation sickly similar to the Kyoto Accords bullshit from the mid-1990s, the US will once again undermine concerns just about everybody else on the planet has: The earth is warming, and quickly, and because of it, some real ugly shit is about to hit the fan.
AFP reports Greenpeace’s leaked document says: “The United States still has serious, fundamental concerns about this draft statement.” The G8 nations plan to raise overall energy efficiencies by 20 percent by 2020, just 13 quick years away. The document goes on to say: “The treatment of climate change runs counter to our overall position and crosses multiple ‘red lines’ in terms of what we simply cannot agree to.” (AFP did not report what those so-called ‘red lines’ are or what they could be — might be the old bottom line, “in the red/or black” of finance).
Decider George won’t be moved. The document continues is a similar vein: The proposals at the G8 “are fundamentally incompatible with the (US) president’s approach to climate change.”
What the hell is Decider George’s approach? Last year he still wasn’t sure if global warning was made by humans, despite several scientific reports establishing that fact. The polar ice packs melting, animals dying (especially, and most chilling, the demise of certain frogs, an air-quality control similiar to doves/pigeons in mines).
Just last week, 15 chairs of US House of Representatives committees wrote to Decider George concerned about US plans to weaken the G8 climate-change accords. Nothing came to naught. Decider George has indeed created a doomsday device and it’s not just one piece of machinery, or even one single thought, but a multi-handed scheme placed in every corner of human existence, already igniting, spreading.
And another dismal bit: US News&World Report has a story Saturday about something hundreds of millions of people, especially Americans, take for total granted: tap water. The news magazine says in studies by all sorts of people in and out of government that $250 billion to $500 billion will have to be spent over the next 20 years to maintain the drinking-water and waste-water systems. Major culprit: hundreds of thousands of miles of underground pipe laid in place generations ago is breaking down.
Add that to an infrastructure (road, rail systems, public transportation) that would make some third-world country proud.
And Decider George passes horrifying gases onto the upturn faces of a public unaware of the shitfire coming lickety-split over the degrading land fill.
Decider George should be canned instead of him continually sitting on the can and spewing out a flatulence reaching into the heavens.
Anguish of the Medes
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What is private grief? Go off alone and cry? Hide it and tough it out, in private, within your own self? What, for hard-crap’s sake, is public grief?
This morning a very private, horrific heartbreak became public, which in turn, touched a sad, and increasingly-abhorrent nerve. Coffee ingestion was relocated to the back patio, out of eye and ear of the television in the living room. As the war grinds in Iraq, the public anguish of parents, wives, children, anyone remotely connected to the family of a killed GI, can get splattered all over the news. Parents do not like to see other parents in total grief over children. The pain and empathy can sometimes overwhelm, i.e., ‘Except for the Grace of the Lord, go I.’
On the Today show this morning was an interview with family of Pfc. Joseph Anzack, Jr., a 20-year-old kid from Torrance, Ca., whose body was recovered from the Euphrates River, about 20 miles south of Baghdad. He’s the first found of three soldiers missing now for nearly two weeks after an ambush wiped out an entire patrol. The media has been covering this story on the ground in Iraq – massive manhunt, film of US and Iraq soldiers jumping around, digging through trash, buildings, old cars, etc. –and now the shift is to grief.
In one of Woody Allen’s earlier films, Bannas, Howard Cosell interviews a dying South American dictator as he is prone on the steps of a courthouse. The dictator had just been victim to an assiassination and Cosell, in classic Wide World of Sports/Mohammad Ali interview, asks the shot leader how does it feel and what will he be doing next. Very funny, but an absurd glimpse into public grief.
What possible question could be asked of a grieving parent or relative? Or even a friend? How does it feel, what are you feeling? What are you going to do next?
You’ve got to be shitting me!
Since Vietnam, the first of the so-called television wars where conflict was pumped into the world’s living rooms, technology has more-than-rapidly increased since then and the dinner table has become a real-time open forum to events. And the grief. The media is everywhere: In the land of media everything is up for grabs. Feed the machine 24/7 and grief is just another story to be told.
On NBC.com, is a couple of graphs which really shows the grief of what’s going on in the Middle East — Twenty-two-year-old Spc. Daniel Seitz of Pensacola, Fla., a friend of Anzack’s and on the ground in Iraq: “I just angers me that it’s just another friend I’ve got to lose and deal with, because I’ve already lost 13 friends since I’ve been here and I don’t know if I can take it.”
How long does the world have to take it? Don’t the cries of Anzack’s family and comrade-in-arms move any damn, sorry-assed sonofabitch in Washington. Shit no!
Yesterday, Decider George pulled out some old declassified Al-Qaeda intelligence in an attempt to give some credence to the shithole he’s created in Iraq. During some half-assed speech at the US Coast Guard Academy, he said off a two-year-old intel document Osama and his boys are scheming to come to the US and blow the shit out of us, and he’s doing it from Iraq. No, not exactly. Osama is supposedly somewhere in Pakistan, but Decider George wants to use the old 9/11, Osama Bin Laden scare to take the glare off the real reality of Iraq.
And today Decider George during a press conference retorted again that his little talk yesterday that the threat from Osma’s boys was real and worthy of confidence.
“I’m credible because I read the intelligence,” Decider George said.
This morning, however, on CBS New’s Early Show an analyst involved with an upcoming Senate Intelligence Committee report, said Decider George and his cronies were warned prior to the beginning of “shock and awe” in March 2003 that the US being in Iraq would actually increase terrorist effectiveness.
The analyst, Paul Kurtz, said: “Prior to our invasion of Iraq…Iraq was not a fertile ground for terrorist activity…” But Decider George’s hard-headed, hard-nose incompetence led to now “a safe haven in Iraq for terrorists.”
Why the shit didn’t Decider George read and heed that bit of intelligence?
And the storm is building even bigger. The “surge” has not only failed, but has made life on the killing grounds of Iraq even worse. This month there’s a 25 percent rise in combat deaths for US soldiers: 82 killed, which puts the rate at 3.5 GIs a day.
If more and more stories of grief, pouring from parents and families like those of young Pfc. Anzack, are exposed maybe the ship-of-course this nation is fast traveling will be altered. Don’t hold your freaking breath, though. Decider George and Dufus Dick Chaney are hard-nuts to crack. They don’t give a shit.
Maybe the medes of the media will turn on those sonofbitches and lay open the ugly innards, and the grief will rest in the House of Decider George forever.
Technical ‘Secret Surge’
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The hand is quicker than the eye, and a double-shuffle is twice as fast. An inept laggard, however, can be just as deceiving. Cover tracks by being quiet, overlap schedules attempting to be real clever: Words and smoke screens, a taste of governmental hocus-pocus. In this case, playing with lives.
According to sfgate.com, Decider George will have nearly doubled the US ground forces in Iraq by Christmas. By using the very-public “surge” announced in January, coupled with requiring troops already there to extend missions from 12 months to 15, Decider George has what one guy said was required more than four years ago: 200,000 American soldiers in Iraq. We’re talking Vietnam-era numbers here, boys!
Of course, at the height of Vietnam about 500,000 troops were there. However, 200,000 is a mean figure no matter how you record it. Seven US soldiers died Saturday in Iraq, putting the death toll at 71 already killed this month – Since December 1, 531 servicemen have been killed, an average of three dying a day. The US has lost 3,421 military personnel since March 2003 when this illegal, immoral and highly-dubious war started.
More to come…
Jimmy, Jimmy Say It Ain’t So
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After what appeared to be a good, strong tongue lashing of Decider George by former President Jimmy Carter this weekend turned out to be just another wimped lay-down by someone who ought to know better, and who we thought had balls, at least of the semi-truth-telling, moral-fiber kind. What a way to wake up on a freaking Monday and watch Carter tuck his tail between his Southern-fried legs and back down. Pitiful.
Carter, in a Saturday newspaper interview labeled the current administration as the “worst in history” and in a conversation with the BBC, he said Tony Blair, UK’s outgoing pretty-boss, as “apparently subservient” to Decider George on the awful horror of Iraq. In a story published in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette, Carter got down on Decider George. “As far as the adverse impact on the nation and the world, this administration has been the worst in history,” he said. Also on Saturday, in the BBC interview, Carter said Blair, who leaves office June 27, was “blind” in following Decider George into the hell of Iraq.
On Sunday, the White House retorted: “I think it’s sad that President Carter’s reckless personal criticism is out there,” so said Decider George flack, Tony Fratto, who goes on to say, “I think it’s unfortunate. And I think he is proving to be increasingly irrelevant with these kinds of comments.”
On Monday, however, Carter backed down. On the Today show, he said he had been responding to a question about Richard Nixon’s foreign policy, and that Decider George is “worse than Nixon.” Jimbo? Jimbo? Why didn’t you stick by your guns, why couldn’t you have just some freaking guts and stand by those words which made Decider George the “worst in history,” and we all know not just American history, but the entire freaking human history. Greatly disappointing to say the least Jimbo. Why can’t people just tell the truth? Jimmy knows it’s true, Decider George is indeed the worst leader in world history and he’s dragging down millions and millions and millions of people with him. When I read Jimmy’s comments this past weekend, I screamed, Hurrah! All Right! Albeit to myself since I was in a coffee shop and couldn’t holler out-freaking-loud. There’s been some others who have stepped up and called Decider George just what he is, but it would have been nice if a former president said it. Fuck the boozos!
Speaking of trash mouth. What the fuck is up with the ‘F’ word. On Thursday, Armor-plated John McCain used an “expletive,” so reported washingtonpost.com against another senator, and a Republican to boot, during a discussion on immigration. Hobnail McCain reportedly told Sen. John Cornyn of Texas: “Fuck you, I know more about immigration than anybody else.” Bullet-proof vest McCain is a total — the operative word here is “total” — asshole.
He’s not alone in spewing forth Pulp Fiction comments: Paul “Wolfman” Wolfowitz reportedly told his now-former employers at the World Bank last year that “If they fuck me or Shaha, I have enough to fuck them too.” Wolfman, or couse, resigned and now is spinning in the shit wind. A couple of years ago Dufus Dick Chaney told a senator, during a session in the Senate, to “Fuck off,” when the senator started questioning Dufus Dick about the completly-fucked Halliburton bullshit in Iraq — tons and tons of profit, shitty work and all kinds of law breaking by the company Dufus Dick used to run (and may still).
What we say: None of those Washington shitheads have any street time to use the word ‘Fuck.’
Effrontery and Gall
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An old sayin’ says it all: ‘You’ve got the gall…”
Rumors of wars are no longer just rumors and a four-year-long excursion into a cataclysmal, non compos mentis has retched the very fabric of the entire freaking planet. Decider George and his crew might have released a kind of slow doomsday machine, which once activated, creates conflict without end. In a sudden realization akin to sensing one’s self start to fall backwards off a high ladder, the American voter last November screamed for a change of direction: Get Out of Iraq-Now!
Just about every GOP dipwad across the US got shoved out the freaking door.The reason: Iraq. And ‘we’re outta here!’ Here now more than six months later there’s still some doubt about where the National Guard, the Reserves and all the full-time military ought to be: Home!
Yesterday, Congress and Decider George bumped heads again over Iraq and came out feeling beat up. The main logjam, of course, is Decider George himself. He’s not going to back down, he’s not going to give an inch, he’s not going to loosen up, he’s not going to listen to any near-sound advice: He’s going to hang on tooth and nail no matter the consequences to anyone. Decider George can’t see the handwriting on the wall, or decipher tea leaves, or even figure out which way the wind is blowing, or any other number of judgment procedures. He’s the worse kind of guy in charge: Incompetent and don’t give a shit.
Congress and Decider George were in talks to figure out a way to keep the war going, or not keep the war going. The Democrats have really turned out to be just another bunch of wimps, politics as usual in the great, bullheaded dome of the capital. They tried somewhat and except for a few, have been really dragging their feet on getting all the boys home. It’s really a fight to get control of the war away from Decider George and his imbecilic bunch.
According to the AFP News Service the talks “broke up in acrimony,” which means everybody was pissed at everybody. Decider George thinks so-called benchmarks and timetables and any indication of getting the hell out of Iraq “embolden US enemies.” He so full of shit!
House Speaker Nancy Pelosi accused Decider George of refusing to accept “accountability or responsibility” for any of the overwhelming mess he’s created. (And not just in Iraq, but just about everywhere else, from the environment, to the World Bank to the US Justice Department).
Decider George’s people sometimes just make one want to freaking scream way out loud. House GOP Minority Leader John Boehner apparently does not understand the concept of what an election box, polls and body bags actually mean. “I can say that I was shocked at how stuck the Democrat leaders were on this withdrawal language…there was no willingness to move away from it,” Boehner reportedly said about the war talks falling apart. He was “shocked” about what is right in front of his lying eyes? Shocked! Get your head out of Decider George’s (and your) ass, dipwad.
And former President Jimmy Carter said Saturday in reference to UK Boss Tony Blair’s career in the war business the British prime minister is “blind” in getting behind Decider George’s Iraq war. Carter, probably the last president with any kind of moral fiber, also noted a bit of Blair’s character: “Abominable (to backing the Iraq mess). Loyal. Blind, apparent subservient.”
Blair was in Baghdad on a visit Saturday when a salvo of mortar shells landed in the getting-way-more-dangerous Green Zone as the UK influence area in Basra, down in southern Iraq, was falling apart. Buddy Blair and Decider George, what a couple of nit-wits.
Democrats are trying (not hard enough) to get Decider George’s doomsday machine shut down and a clamp on what they’ve called the “war without end.”
Decider George and his bunch have the gall to keep harping on something the vast, vast amount of American people want to disappear. Unmitigated arrogance and gall.
‘Andy-Man’ Card and ‘Don’t Recall’
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An unraveling continues for Decider George and his henchmen, or cronies, or in some instances, his sidekicks. Just about every day some cursed scandal flops its head, opens up and spews out some really, really gosh-awful dung. Akin, maybe, to the world-at large peeling away the layers of an onion, but instead of finding�the heart of a sweet, nice ogre like Shrek, discovering something else entirely:Ugly, perverse and really not nice at all.
And just in time as Paul “Wolfman/Potty Mouth” Wolfowitz’s makes his days-of-our-lives drama-queen exit from a real-high perch at the World Bank. Each day this week there’s been some bit about the Wolfman. As of this morning, word is still out how his departure will come.
In another news-thread this week of incompetency with a gnarly Hitler/Gestapo touch was the testimony of former Deputy Attorney General James Comey before the Senate Judiciary Committee. According to Comey, in March 2004 he and FBI Director Robert Mueller had to keep a couple of high-ranking suits from the White House from pressuring a sick John Ashcroft, literally laid-up in a hospital bed, from signing off on a bogus federal eavesdropping program.
The two suits were Andrew “Andy Man” Card, Decider George’s then-chief-of-staff, and Alberto “I Don’t Recall” Gonzales, then a White counsel, now the US Attorney General up to his freaking eyeballs in shit. If you recall last month, Don’t Recall won his nickname during Congressional hearings by answering more than 70 times with the phrase ‘I Don’t Recall’ (there was a cool-looking dude in the audience keeping score on a big piece of cardboard) and saying he remembered talking once to Decider George’s big cheese, Karl Rove, but couldn’t recall whether it was inside or outside, or on the phone or in person, or morning or night, or anything other than he did talk to Rove. What a freaking-fried brain!!
Card was replaced by Decider George in March 2006 in an so-called “overhaul” of White House staff. Crap was already oozing up through the floorboards even back then.
In March 2004, Ascroft was ailing, apparently so bad he couldn’t attend to his duties, and Comey, then an assistant AG, was made acting AG. Comey would not okay the eavesdropping program, so Andy Man and Don’t Recall tried to wedge a signature out of Ashcroft. All against the freaking law and all for a warrantless eavesdropping program Decider George wanted to fight his ever-expanding, worldwide war against terror. Such horseshit. The New York Times reports Decider George probably broke the law instigating the program without proper approval.
Comey told the committee Andy Man and Don’t Recall were trying, according to CNN’s Website, “to take advantage of a very sick man.”
Gonzales, like the Wolfman, should have some kind of exit strategy. Soon all options will be on the table. Sen. Chuck Hagel of Nebraska has called for Gonzales to go bye-bye.
And poor old Tony Snow, the White House spokesman, he still has to drown the shit with platitudes that disappear as soon as they’re uttered: “Jim Comey gave his side of what transpired that day. The president still has full confidence in Alberto Gonzales,” Snow reportedly said. How does Snow do it in the face of reality?
And how about this little item: Dr. Eric J Keroack, appointed by Decider George in late 2006 as Deputy Assistant Secretary for Population Affairs at the Department of Health and Human Services, has resigned amid questions of Medicaid fraud and whether he’d lied on his resume.
Keroack, as it turned out, was not even close to qualified to head the federal women’s health program.
Where the living shit does Decider George get these freaking, asshole people.
‘Wolfman Don’ Corleone Part II
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Today could be the big day for the Wolfman. The World Bank’s board is supposed to make a decision whether or not give him a swift boot to the ass. The nasty scandal will soon die, but the Wolfman will live on.
According to ABC News (blogs.abcnews.com/theblotter), the board on Wednesday put the finishing touches on an “exit strategy” for the Wolfman, whatever that means, but the main, freaking question is why the Wolfman is allowed any kind of “exit strategy” at all when he couldn’t figure out one for Iraq. The board should just fire his ass. The board’s also figuring out a way the Wolfman could “still save some face.”
Save some freaking face!? Does anyone seriously think the Wolfman cares? One published report this week speculated the Wolfman might get an ambassador’s post some place — Decider George could appoint him — even if he gets the can from the World Bank. Another freaking question: Does Wolfman’s girlfriend, Shaha (pronounced S-ha, ha?) Riza get to keep the $193,000 — tax free — monies. She also received a promotion for meritorious service, although most likely not for banking skills and can she keep that. What will happen to poor, old S-ha,ha?
- Harry and the Hilton gal
In other mudane news matters, Prince Harry, third in line for the British throne will not be going to Iraq after all. Citing numerous death threats against the 22-year-old, Harry won’t be going into battle any time soon. Lt. Harry, a tank commander, was scheduled to rotate into Iraq with his regiment, but the reality won over playing hero. Although Harry reportedly was “very disappointed” in not being able to go to one of the most dangerous places created in all of the world, we would understand and forgive if the prince wept in the shower in gratitude.
Meanwhile, halfway ’round the world, Paris Hilton is getting ready to serve time in the slammer for reckless driving. She’s supposedly completely freaked out and used the smoke-screen-like “emotionally distraught and traumatized” about the upcoming jail time she couldn’t attend the opening of a $10 million lawsuit against her.
However, in real life a shitload of people go to the county jail every day for violating probation. And in real life, it’s been reported she would only have to spend between 21 and 23 actual days in jail due to state laws and overcrowding.
Harry and Ms Hilton, a coupla losers.
Paul “Wolfman Don” Corleone
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Threads in a thin-clothed, unscrupulous coat can sometimes completely unravel in a couple of buffs of wind.
If considering the banking industry as a whole, especially way up on an international financial ladder, one would believe those involved in the whole process are fairly well-educated, have some hint of decorum. Paul Wolfowitz, former highly-incompetent war-brain at the Pentagon, considered one of the “architects” of the horrific�mess in Iraq, has apparently now shown his attempted-skill at scaring folks with a cartoon-like, street-level intensity. The Wolfman, appointed by Decider George to head the World Bank after fucking up the entire Middle East, has gotten himself into a real-shitty situation.
The Wolfman has been taking care of his woman real good the past couple of years, and the whole, nasty episode has started to get surreal. The problem Wolfman encountered was that as head of the bank he took care of his old lady a little bit too much in a manner similar to some cheap gangster. He also apparently kept a logbook of everybody’s goings-on at the World Bank. Wolfman was covering his bets.
Last month, the Wolfman was brought to bear for the huge pay packet for his girl friend, Shaha Riza, also a World Bank employee. The package included $193,000 in salary, which is some $186,000 more than Condi Rice.
Last week, the bank’s board met and poured over their feelings and the report of those self-same feelings came out today along with an anticipated appearance of the Wolfman to make a final defense of his actions.
The published report, according to The Guardian Unlimited in a story at guardian.com/uk, says Wolfman “saw himself as the outsider to whom the established rules and standards did not apply.”
The Guardian story also cites notes taken in a meeting shortly after the story appeared last year. The notes read: “At the end of the conversation, Mr. Wolfowitz became increasingly agitated and said he was “tired of people…attacking him’ and ‘you should get your friends to stop it.’ Mr. Wolfowitz said, ‘If they fuck me or Shaha, I have enough on them to fuck them too.’” And he apparently designated several World Bank guys who were open for some Wolfman blackmail.
Tough sonofabitch, huh? He’s tough all right. Starting with his first little government job in 1966 as a management intern at the Bureau of the Budget, Wolfman has fucked up a lot of ground. Wolfman’s stated intent when named a World Bank chief in 2005, after fucking up Iraq, was to clean up corruption. Hypocritic asshole!
The Wolfman’s still has support, however. Dufus Dick Cheney stands by his man, even if he’s a total, arrogant fuck-up. “Paul is one of the most able public servants I’ve ever known,” Dufus Dick reportedly said. “I think he’s a very good president of the World Bank and I hope he will be able to continue.” Dufus Dick knows his shit: Not!! Of course, Dufus Dick can get testy too: He told a US Senator to “Fuck Off” a couple of years ago when the senator in the Senate asked about Halliburton’s no-bid, shitty-work, big profits scene in Iraq. Wolfman and Dufus Dick has been close suck buddies since the mid-1970s.
Decider George’s White House is also sticking by their man, but they can see the handwriting on the wall. Spokesman Tony Snow said that while Decider George has full confidence in Wolfman, “all options are on the table.” One of Decider George and his cronies favorite little catch-line (and many, many other political whacks) is the good-old, tried-and-tested “options on the table,” as in bombing Iran, Syria, India, Mexico.
This administration’s plans for Iraq,�picked like a sore, from the likes of Wolfman, Douglas Feith, former Defense Secretary Don Rumsfeld and a host of other nit-wit, talking-out-of-their-asses people who concocted the road to ruin in Iraq. These arrogant, incompetent and fairy-tale false warriors will someday pay the price of a not-giving-a-shit attitude.
Wolfman is all peeved. “Fuck me and I’ll fuck you back.”
We say: Fuck you Wolfman and the Dufus Dick you rode in on.
Monday Morning Quarterback
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As the last half on May approaches, sometimes we get the feeling that events are not only catching up with us, but somehow they are passing us by in a cloud of smoke. Clarity can be choked off as chaos, both in the world and in our private, little supposedly secure lives, grows and grows with a magnitude unfelt until it crowds clean, simple thought.
George Carlin, one of our most-favorite people, turned 70 this past Saturday. Hard to believe one of the few straight-shooters left on this planet is that old. I can still hear his voice on the first album purchased in 1972 in which Carlin posed questions and offered solutions like the word “narc” — Carlin wanted to call drug police a “Narcotics Officer,” instead of “Narc,” because the sound of “Narcotics Officer” was easier, and soft, and held a better sense there could be a compromise, or at least some kind of give-and-take instead of the granite-hard, no holds-barred, brick-wall “NARC!” Carlin touched a funny vein, even for us in 1972 when we were straight as an arrow and really did not comprehend his “shit” routine where he compared the word with it’s real-life usage (“Shit” was rarely used in a real sense, but in some other way, i.e., “I don’t have to take that shit,” “Get that shit out of here”) and we sure didn’t fully understand what Carlin meant by the drug reference: “Want to buy some good shit? Brought it back from Cambodia in a guitar.”
Not long after, however, when we entered the University of Florida, “shit” became smoke, ganja, pot, ‘a bag’ and a blissful sense of all is right with the world. An allusion, though, as ages passed and “shit” became a standard term for the ills, problems and chaos that cropped up privately and in the world at large. Carlin felt this, too. In a recent posting on his Website, Carlin commented on a bogus interview somebody claimed was with him. Although, Carlin did say the interview was not genuine, the philosophy embedded was:
“The main problem I have with it (the interview) is that as true as some of the expressed sentiments may be, who really gives a shit. Certainly not me. I figured out years ago that the human species is totally fucked and has been a long time.”
And as we gaze upon the world at large today, May 14, 2007, Carlin is right. Humans are fucked.
If a glance at events currently rippling across the planet is any indication, a very, very large bang is quickly approaching. And no one gets out of this shit alive. And the only answer is presently not on the planet, but will be soon.
Ah, yes, have a nice day and keep your shit dry.
“Bugs and Bunnies”
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Is global warming for real? Does it threaten our country?
A lot of smart people think so, but a lot of dumb-ass people don’t.
In one of the most ludricous encounters I’ve heard of in some time occurred this past in an apparent ongoing verbal battle on whether the CIA should spend time and money on how global warming would affect US security. Global warming is a reality and the situation is most likely far-off-worse than the scientists and researchers have allowed.
In a Thursday op-ed piece in the Wall Street Journal, Rep. Pete Hoekstra, a Republican from Minnesota, wondered if terrorists are being put on the back burner while they search for clues of a warming earth’s impact on national security.
“House Democrats want to return to the days when the CIA wasted valuable resources on ‘bugs and bunnies.’ My objection is not about the validity of global climate change. I am concerned about whether it’s an intelligence issue,” Hoekstra wrote.