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I have to admit, after reading the Washington Post article
about the Air Force dumping the remains of soldiers in a landfill, I wasn’t too
surprised. Anyone who has ever been in
the military will tell you that their lives aren’t counted for much.
Of course, that bit of news was preceded by the Senate vote
on Bill 1867, which gives the military the ability to arrest anyone in America and
hold them without trial. That didn’t catch me off guard either – or the
near-fatal shooting of an American veteran at the “Occupy San Francisco rally a
month or so ago.
Then there was that messy little affair that culminated in
the murder of an American citizen in the mid East by a predator drone, operated
anonymously by an ex-gamer with a game
boy joystick. I wasn’t all that surprised that the POTUS would do that.
I guess when you’ve witnessed over 60 million babies end up
in landfills since 1972, watched Kent State college students shot by National
Guardsmen, and many reports about brave police officers protecting their lives
by beating and tasing grandmothers or the CIA’s killing bad people throughout
the world for over sixty years, the methodical
destruction of those pesky aboriginal tribes, or the American Negro, your skin
gets comfortably thick. Nah, my conscience doesn’t really bother me – “Does
your conscience bother you? Now tell the truth”…
No, I sleep well at night – knowing that the god I worship
will take care of me. That god never sleeps. It watches over me through my
phone, my computer, and my neighbors. No, I have no reason to fear, I’m well
taken care of.
I give generously when the commercial comes on that tells me
how I can send money to help the poor puppies and kitties.
Why should I resist the irresistible? I’m bombarded with
promises of sex and drugs from all sides.
I’ll be glad to hand over any food, guns, friends or family members to
appease my god. Every god requires sacrificial offerings. Come to think of it,
there’s not much difference between my god and the Muslims – except for the
fact that my god promises me 70 virgins to enjoy now, not later.
I can’t feel anything actually. I thank god for modern
chemicals, human-engineered food, and of course, blessed insurance. I love my
country no matter what it does in my name. Of course I believe that all human
life is important - it’s just that I’m more important.
I’m proud to say that I vote every direction, I mean every election. I guess Newt Richgrinch is okay, but I’m in
love with Bachman (too bad she burned her overdrive).
You know, I really shouldn’t give a Mitt who I vote for, as long as there is an
“R” behind their name! Except that crazy doctor guy, what’s -his –name.
No, I can’t see anything wrong with my world. I see no
reason to change anything that I think or do. |