You probably know who George Bush is. You probably know who Hillary Clinton is. You may or may not know who I am, or be familiar with my previous rants.
I'm pretty new on the political scene, and once said "I can't tell the difference between Republicans and Democrats, except maybe which pocket they're going to pick."
That was a while back, and I've spent more than a little time looking into it. I offer my opinion now, not as an expert, but as the observations of an outsider looking in.
George W. Bush is not a Republican. Hillary Clinton is not a Democrat. You've heard the word "Neo-Con" before. Neo-Con is typically applied to Republicans, because it's the Republicans' turn to look like the bad guys. Neo-Cons have infiltrated the Republican Party.
Likewise, socialists have infiltrated the Democratic Party.
I want you to absorb this, because it may save your life and keep you free:
The media is now driving the herd towards the Democrats, using Republican scandals and George W. Bush as cattle prods. Don't be cattle. You're not smart for thinking in a particular way. You're smart for thinking. Think! Don't be blinded by party.
Michael Moore was interviewed by We Are Change about 9/11 Truth, and Ron Paul was mentioned. Michael Moore said "He's got the wrong letter after his name." I'm not going to bash Michael Moore (google Michael Moore, and you'll find plenty of bashing), but I find his attitude to be common. Reprehensibly so.
The "Democrats" will not save you. In '06 a majority of Democratic congressmen were elected, not because of their merit, but because everyone hates George W. Bush, and thinks he's a Republican. But the Dems have been infiltrated by the same cabal. Regardless of which party you vote for, you're still voting CFR, Trilateral Commission, Bilderberg, corporate lobbyists, and criminals.
The only exceptions are Ron Paul on the Republican side, and Dennis Kucinich (maybe) on the Democrat side. Honestly, I haven't looked too deeply into Kucinich, but people whose opinions I value have expressed their support for him. Hillary has scared me away from the Democrats, perhaps, as George Bush has scared many good people away from the Republicans.
Just so you know, I think Ronald Reagan was one of least consequential presidents ever to hold the office. George H.W. Bush, Skull and Bones member and former director of the CIA (right before Bill Clinton apologized to America for the government's secret experiments on unsuspecting civilians and soldiers - oh, how soon we forget!) was the power behind the throne, there. Reagan was an actor, and not worthy even of derision.
My point is, don't shy away from Ron Paul because he's a member of the Republican Party. Hillary may be in a different party from the Bushes, but she's just as evil, and just as criminal.
Obama... Obama came out of nowhere, and decided to run for president for no good reason. His job is to make bull-dyke Hillary look more electable. It was almost obscene, though, the way Jon Stewart fellated Obama on the Daily Show last Thursday. I thought Jon was straight. I guess you never can tell...
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Here it comes...
In October of last year, after reading an article in the Dallas Morning News about pending legislation to "strengthen" 401K plans, I hopped immediately on my old blog and pronounced "The stock market will crash within a year." To be honest, I couldn't tell you what, specifically, about that article gave me the impression. It just seemed like someone higher up the economic food-chain was desperate to get more money invested in the stock market. Why so desperate? When I encounter that kind of desperation, I'm usually dealing with either a salesman or a criminal (as if there were a difference). A year seemed like about the right time frame.
So, it's been almost eleven months. I'll give credit to Alex Jones (I think he's read my blog) for pointing out the story on PrisonPlanet.com. The original story came from Dow Jones Financial News.
As I said nearly a year ago, I'm not worried, because I have nothing to lose, nothing that can be taken away. You might want to worry, though. There is a "They," and "They" are going to crash the stock market, soon. Did you buy food? Maybe plant a garden? Put some money away in precious metals? Of course not. You didn't even buy a gun, did you? I don't like to gloat, but that may be because I rarely get the chance. If it turns out I'm not crazy, my dying words will be "I told you so," and I'll laugh like hell.
So, to recap: Lord Bush recently signs a series of Executive Orders and Presidential Directives granting himself "emergency" dictatorial powers that Hitler or Stalin wouldn't have had the balls to put on paper, and the stock market is about to crash.
I'm buying a shotgun with my next check. When the food line winds past the mass graves, wave at me.
So, it's been almost eleven months. I'll give credit to Alex Jones (I think he's read my blog) for pointing out the story on PrisonPlanet.com. The original story came from Dow Jones Financial News.
As I said nearly a year ago, I'm not worried, because I have nothing to lose, nothing that can be taken away. You might want to worry, though. There is a "They," and "They" are going to crash the stock market, soon. Did you buy food? Maybe plant a garden? Put some money away in precious metals? Of course not. You didn't even buy a gun, did you? I don't like to gloat, but that may be because I rarely get the chance. If it turns out I'm not crazy, my dying words will be "I told you so," and I'll laugh like hell.
So, to recap: Lord Bush recently signs a series of Executive Orders and Presidential Directives granting himself "emergency" dictatorial powers that Hitler or Stalin wouldn't have had the balls to put on paper, and the stock market is about to crash.
I'm buying a shotgun with my next check. When the food line winds past the mass graves, wave at me.
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Being mean to the troops...
I'm about to piss someone off. I don't care, I'm just aware of the likelihood.
You can probably guess how I feel about the war. I argue with people about it. It boggles my mind how so many obviously intelligent people can regurgitate such inane garbage. I've had the distinct pleasure of discussing the matter with a couple of "ex-military," recently.
I'll cut the second one short. I was told I just don't understand what we're fighting for over there. I asked "What are we fighting for over there?" I'm still waiting for an answer.
This is the one that's been stuck in my craw for a couple of weeks. I'll cut it short and get to the point, because we argued for hours (while we smoked bowl after bowl). The troops don't want to come home, I'm told. They would feel bad if they "left without finishing the job." We'll leave aside the fact that he couldn't explain what the "job" was, either, and I will make my statement:
Dear Troops,
You work for me. When I tell you to come home, I will not be asking how you feel about it. And quit being such a dick. There is no doubt in my mind that, when you do come home, you'll be bug-fucked crazy, and you'll get a job as a cop somewhere. I already hate cops. Ex-military cops are the worst. Stay out of my police force. Quit telling me how many ways you know to kill a man, too. That's just creepy.
Love,
Matt
You can probably guess how I feel about the war. I argue with people about it. It boggles my mind how so many obviously intelligent people can regurgitate such inane garbage. I've had the distinct pleasure of discussing the matter with a couple of "ex-military," recently.
I'll cut the second one short. I was told I just don't understand what we're fighting for over there. I asked "What are we fighting for over there?" I'm still waiting for an answer.
This is the one that's been stuck in my craw for a couple of weeks. I'll cut it short and get to the point, because we argued for hours (while we smoked bowl after bowl). The troops don't want to come home, I'm told. They would feel bad if they "left without finishing the job." We'll leave aside the fact that he couldn't explain what the "job" was, either, and I will make my statement:
Dear Troops,
You work for me. When I tell you to come home, I will not be asking how you feel about it. And quit being such a dick. There is no doubt in my mind that, when you do come home, you'll be bug-fucked crazy, and you'll get a job as a cop somewhere. I already hate cops. Ex-military cops are the worst. Stay out of my police force. Quit telling me how many ways you know to kill a man, too. That's just creepy.
Love,
Matt
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