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I reserve the right to give the one-finger salute to the people ruining our country. Yes, you know the people I'm talking about...those elitist bastards who have no respect for how we feel about the war and the economy. On how we, a significant portion of the voting public, feel about how they're running things. "We don't pay attention to polls" means, in other words "we don't care what YOU think."
My response? Fuck them. Pardon my freedom.
The silver-spoon-fed assholes currently occupying OUR White House and somehow claiming it entitles them to do as they want with no oversight.
Yes, I'm talking about Darth Cheney and his evil minion, the poisonous Shrub.
But it's not just them. It's people like Joe Leiberman, whose clenched fist holds a knife on which is splattered the blood of hundreds, if not thousands, of his (alleged) fellow Democrats, a guy who seems to be putting his own interests before those of his party and his constituents. A person who sleeps with the rats and then acts surprised when he discovers he's got fleas. Big, gnarly fleas the size of Chryslers.
And I'm calling Hell right now and reserving a special room indeed for Ann Coulter, Sean Hannity, and Bill O'Reilly. They've certainly deserved the best suite available. Our very own Toxic Talkers. So vile that Hitler's propaganda crew would throw themselves at their feet and scream "we're not worthy!" should they meet them at the gates of the abyss. Angry apologists for a party and ideology gone terribly, terribly wrong. And they don't care. They just rake in the money and chuckle all the way to the bank.
Well...fuck them. Pardon my freedom.
The dream that was America has been sold down the river, folks. And the last defenders, the PEOPLE, have become so complacent, so easily distracted, that it takes something on the scale of a 10.0 Reality Quake to rouse them from their slumber.
Say goodbye to Lady Liberty, people. While you were sleeping she was replaced by another figure entirely...the Grim Reaper. The avatar of death now stands in New York harbor, clad in a travesty of the American flag and wielding a scythe rather than a torch to light the way.
The people in power right now consider the Constitution, one of the most brilliantly conceived documents in all of human history, as nothing more than something with which to wipe their collective ass.
Fuck them. Pardon my freedom.
My fellow Americans--you've been sold a pig in a poke. An illusion. A cleverly disguised piece of prestidigitation. You were shown an image of peace, prosperity, liberty, and compassion, and, while you were glued to the screen watching Monday Night Gladitorial Games and American Idol, the big fucking hammer in the other hand came out and smashed that image to smithereens.
We've tried protesting. We were ignored, insulted, and mocked. We've tried reason, with the same result. We've written LTTEs. We've pointed these things out to anyone who would listen. We've tried voting. We all know what happened there.
To the powers that be, I can only say...
Fool us once, shame on you.
Fool us twice?
Fuck you.
Pardon my Freedom.
(Thanks to DUer BeyondThePale for the succinct phrase that prompted this particular rant. If "French Fries" can become "Freedom Fries," "Pardon my French" can become "Pardon My Freedom."
Works for me...)
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