Normally, I enjoy debates about any subject imaginable, but lately everything to do with Bushie and his buddies, 911 and the wars has been driving me insane and I see my blood pressure going through the roof and then some. I thanked the Gods that it was him in office when the attacks first happened because I believed Reagan's people, his father's people, and somewhat Clinton's people, would help him find the bastards responsible and blow them off the face of the planet.
I was happy he was there, because I thought -- and remember please, I was a little kid during it -- that Reagan and Bush Sr. were decent Presidents. I didn't know about Reagan and AIDS or his Altheimer's, and again with the not being able to spell worth ducks today -- and I didn't know some of the stuff that Bush Sr. screwed up either. I thought "he's got two good men behind him, and the remains of Clinton's bunch. He's good to go."
But when he started talking about Iraq, I remembered some of the stuff I'd heard. His father's people and Clinton's people kept telling him to ignore Hussein the same way we ignore Castro now. That the danger to the States was in North Korea, stay out of the sandbox. Then all the stuff broke about no WMD were found, no this that or the other thing. ... Katrina hits and he and his people royally screwed it up and continue to screw it up. Gas goes up, this goes up, yadda yadda...and people start comparing Iraq to 'Nam. Rumors of the draft being started up again - which thank all the Gods again that they haven't tried that little stunt yet -- then gas rationing - thanks Mom. All the cheerful stuff, you know? My brother insisting that something wasn't right with the whole Pentagon story - I said in an earlier post, he was there and so was my cousin. When I got Loose Change, and watched it, I went straight to my brother and asked : Is this what you're talking about? "Yup. Can't fucking tell me it was a plane."
To me, that was the nail in the coffin. Bush and his friends pulling an Xfiles strength conspiracy and fucking over every man, woman, and child in America, Afghanistan and Iraq for money, power and oil. Then I started reading the books my customers told me about and here we are.
I know he's fired/retired a zillion people since this whole mess started. You need a scorecard to keep up. My brain insists that he's fired them because as long as the war is going on, he can keep funneling money to his buddies. If he wins in five minutes, they don't get the trillions, just a couple hundred billion you know?
It also insists that if I thought about the 911 conspiracy like a fanfic, I'd come up with an exact number of people needed to pull everything off, and it would be less than a hundred actually In the Know about the full extent of the plan. You can make less than a hundred people disappear easily if you've got the money.
My heart's just sick of the whole thing, and for once, I gotta listen to it.
I'm off to reread Tanlines now. My finals words in this section are to poke you for more from that 'verse -- like maybe T&D from John's POV? :)
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I was happy he was there, because I thought -- and remember please, I was a little kid during it -- that Reagan and Bush Sr. were decent Presidents. I didn't know about Reagan and AIDS or his Altheimer's, and again with the not being able to spell worth ducks today -- and I didn't know some of the stuff that Bush Sr. screwed up either. I thought "he's got two good men behind him, and the remains of Clinton's bunch. He's good to go."
But when he started talking about Iraq, I remembered some of the stuff I'd heard. His father's people and Clinton's people kept telling him to ignore Hussein the same way we ignore Castro now. That the danger to the States was in North Korea, stay out of the sandbox. Then all the stuff broke about no WMD were found, no this that or the other thing. ... Katrina hits and he and his people royally screwed it up and continue to screw it up. Gas goes up, this goes up, yadda yadda...and people start comparing Iraq to 'Nam. Rumors of the draft being started up again - which thank all the Gods again that they haven't tried that little stunt yet -- then gas rationing - thanks Mom. All the cheerful stuff, you know? My brother insisting that something wasn't right with the whole Pentagon story - I said in an earlier post, he was there and so was my cousin. When I got Loose Change, and watched it, I went straight to my brother and asked : Is this what you're talking about? "Yup. Can't fucking tell me it was a plane."
To me, that was the nail in the coffin. Bush and his friends pulling an Xfiles strength conspiracy and fucking over every man, woman, and child in America, Afghanistan and Iraq for money, power and oil. Then I started reading the books my customers told me about and here we are.
I know he's fired/retired a zillion people since this whole mess started. You need a scorecard to keep up. My brain insists that he's fired them because as long as the war is going on, he can keep funneling money to his buddies. If he wins in five minutes, they don't get the trillions, just a couple hundred billion you know?
It also insists that if I thought about the 911 conspiracy like a fanfic, I'd come up with an exact number of people needed to pull everything off, and it would be less than a hundred actually In the Know about the full extent of the plan. You can make less than a hundred people disappear easily if you've got the money.
My heart's just sick of the whole thing, and for once, I gotta listen to it.
I'm off to reread Tanlines now. My finals words in this section are to poke you for more from that 'verse -- like maybe T&D from John's POV? :)