The greatest fiction of all is the way so many Americans presume that we live in a nation that is basically well-intentioned and therefore can do no wrong. The results of subscription to this fable can be seen throughout the war-torn planet, in a cemetery, VA hospital, or homeless shelter near you. We live in a country that’s in hock to the rest of the world so it can deficit-spend to fuel a war machine designed to dominate the rest of the world. Pretty soon somebody’s gonna get sick of it and say the magic word that brings the whole thing to an ignominious and unavoidable end: PetroEuros.
It’s July, and I don’t even feel like hearing about the holy hell in which so many innocents are forced to live and die, in large part due to greed, hubris, and a variety of religious superstitions. The “flames of freedom” George Bush frequently speaks of with such reverence are now engulfing Iraq, Afghanistan, Lebanon, Israel, and perhaps by the time this has been published, Iran and even Syria. And things ain’t too swell in Sudan either.
BEAMING: Does Bush worship Thor?
I will give our ultra-religious crusader Prez Bush credit for this much: he’s forced many of us to look into our own souls.
I believe that George W. Bush and his allies venerate the same God worshipped by their radical Islamists enemies. I think that God’s name is Thor.
In fact, more and more I am leaning on a spiritual explanation for all this. My best guess is that the universe is actually a giant corporation and the God worshipped by earthlings as divine and omnipotent is just a bungling regional manager, to whom corporate big-wigs barely pay any attention. The Milky Way has always been a disappointment to the front office, and sooner or later it will be quietly and coldly decided that our corner of creation’s only true value is as a source of energy for consumption by the one true conglomerate, the Black Hole.
ConglomoGod will do the same thing to Earth, and all that surrounds it, that has been done to cities and towns all over our world by profiteering corporatists and the military machinery on which they waste such an insane proportion of our resources. One of these millenniums, our planet and galaxy will be called into the ultimate meeting at the home office and never return. And when that happens, all the lies, phony rhetoric, fears, sins, and foibles of petty little men like George W. Bush and Osama bin Laden will evaporate, along with all that’s truly dear and vital on this planet.
Like I said, we all need a break.
Nearly 70 percent of the American people at least sense they’ve been had, so why waste good weather on a futile attempt to enlighten the intractable minority? Particularly when that fraction is populated mainly by a human lint ball of frothing, paranoid, bigoted, ignorant, mentally ill, and brain-damaged die-hards who still believe that supporting the dundering dictatorship in Washington is an act of patriotism.
Each one of us is a soul that deserves the pleasure of a cool breeze on a summer day as we frolic and rest with those dear to us during the fleeting hours we are allowed to relax, celebrate, and enjoy the time we have this side of the mystery of eternity.