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Edited on Fri Aug-03-07 02:39 AM by MatrixEscape
We are in the Twilight Zone that is the result of the dizzy, mind-bending script that Boosh is producing and his lackey's are authoring, (from Rove, to Cheney, to the larger, money interests involved).
So, WE are LIVING in a virtual Twilight Zone and it is getting to be time that we write ourselves out of that script before we end-up with one of those shocking, but now expected, bizarre outcomes.
It ends something like,
The people in the Citizen's Camp stood around, moping, rustling, yawning, and coughing. They gazed up at the huge Laser-driven TV screens and saw that nothing was different there in Television Land. The camp's new denizens noted that there were three colors of interment clothing being worn. Word had it that those colors, upon further processing, would determine the nature and severity of their fates. Some were shocked and wailing out loud. Others were more reserved and even managed to sport, "I told you so!" expressions. Other's even went around announcing that fact out loud.
Perfect and wonderful in every way, the television shows continued as they had before Martial law. The actual event that brought about the sweeping changes, and what people now call the "sweeps" played out over a short period of time and then, suddenly, mostly disappeared from the major spotlight -- like everything in TV Land eventually does. The only Americans that noticed the rather abrupt change of focus were the ones who had been swept up or those who were wondering what happened to them. Martial law had come and Commander Bush, (who would no longer referred to as President because it is condescending) would chime in hourly with safety spotlights to assure everyone that he had everything under control. America felt safer after the attacks as his friendly face assured it was so. The Commander's approval rating shot up to 100% over a short period of time and everyone knew it was best not to question the accuracy or source of those polls. After all, it was becoming very clear that television was now the only source of reality and everything else was subject to the interrogation of opinion.
Nobody, in the camps or outside, will ever forget the nigh when Commander Bush gave his phenomenal and historical Safety of our Union Address. That is when we all learned just how the removal of the bad and detrimental element, along with full, Martial law, had created the end of the threat of terrorism for our people. He told us that our total, Patriotic submission was the final salvo in the war and that it had ended that fateful night of the Crimson Attack. We were told that a few, rogue bands of remaining terrorists might strike here and there, but they now meant nothing because all of America was working, finally, in full cooperation with our Great and Tireless Commander Bush!
It is a good time to be alive now! Many of us outside the camps have come to love the Ministry of Enrichment and how it leads us to other helpful programs where we can find outlets for our unpatriotic thoughts. We tell our dreams there even and feel so good when we come out. Most of us, (except for the crimethinkers) can easily see from television, how and why those who were swept -- like the terrorist-supporting vermin they are -- were actually the cause of our problems with terror all over the World. Sure, they were family members, friends, teachers, and even clergy, but we now know, for a fact, that they were the reason terror invaded our every day lives and made us so miserable. We are happy now. In fact, I heard a kind old woman tell me with passion how glad she was that her son had been taken to the camps. His academic pursuits and blogging had been a scourge, for many years, on Commander Bush's compassion and goals. I smiled as she cursed the day her renegade child issued from the womb and then, she spit on the ground with a vengeance and we looked lovingly at the picture of our Great Protector on her kitchen wall.
With Commander Bush, I curse all those who dare to oppose the peace our war will win! We are now taking on new fronts to bring this democracy and freedom from thought to other lands where they have yet to see the light of progress! May we be so fortunate as to never hear the that evil word, "election" again!
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