There's not a word in any of your posts about this idiotic, crass, and cruel display of jinogism that you need to change to make anyone see your point.
(...But please don’t do it in such a way that those of us who feel differently feel like someone they liked and trusted just spat on them.
The idea of "The Freedom Walk" disgusts and reviles me -- The 9/11 Jamboree, indeed. The unrelenting gall of Bush, Rumsfeld, Wolfowitz & Co. continues to astound and enrage me, but frankly, I'm more shocked at how it seems riskier and riskier to voice that anger.
It's my view that, as clumsy, turgid and ohmygod dull as the dems can be, the GOP is crafty and wickedly smooth. Their PR machine is a behemoth. The sugary-sweet, pseudo-inclusive/intentionally divisive babble they spout is honed specifically to keep dissenting voices quieter and quieter. It plays in the heartland, and that's all that matters.
Editing our gut responses to lies, lies and more goddamned lies is not the answer. Never has been. Never will be.
Bush, dry or not, is still an alcoholic. He's also a former cokehead, a failed oilman, and a C-student, surrounded by a massive machine with a frightening agenda that has nothing to do with "freedom," "support," or even "walking."
And therein lies the rub: the redemption of G.W. Bush -- from loudmouthed, lazy frat boy with a yen to run a baseball league to a commanding, visionary world leader -- plays in Peoria. It fairly screams that any knucklehead with a rich daddy can sit in the catbird seat. In these cultually and politically mediocre times that's pretty compelling.
Whitewash the man, the deeds, the agenda, and the senseless death we're choking on -- I'm so proud! Mission accomplished.
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There's not a word in any of your posts about this idiotic, crass, and cruel display of jinogism that you need to change to make anyone see your point.
(...But please don’t do it in such a way that those of us who feel differently feel like someone they liked and trusted just spat on them.
The idea of "The Freedom Walk" disgusts and reviles me -- The 9/11 Jamboree, indeed. The unrelenting gall of Bush, Rumsfeld, Wolfowitz & Co. continues to astound and enrage me, but frankly, I'm more shocked at how it seems riskier and riskier to voice that anger.
It's my view that, as clumsy, turgid and ohmygod dull as the dems can be, the GOP is crafty and wickedly smooth. Their PR machine is a behemoth. The sugary-sweet, pseudo-inclusive/intentionally divisive babble they spout is honed specifically to keep dissenting voices quieter and quieter. It plays in the heartland, and that's all that matters.
Editing our gut responses to lies, lies and more goddamned lies is not the answer. Never has been. Never will be.
Bush, dry or not, is still an alcoholic. He's also a former cokehead, a failed oilman, and a C-student, surrounded by a massive machine with a frightening agenda that has nothing to do with "freedom," "support," or even "walking."
And therein lies the rub: the redemption of G.W. Bush -- from loudmouthed, lazy frat boy with a yen to run a baseball league to a commanding, visionary world leader -- plays in Peoria. It fairly screams that any knucklehead with a rich daddy can sit in the catbird seat. In these cultually and politically mediocre times that's pretty compelling.
Whitewash the man, the deeds, the agenda, and the senseless death we're choking on -- I'm so proud! Mission accomplished.