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February 17, 2006
Happy valentines day !
So, everything is fine with the world, As the ice melts in the northern tip and African kids are slaughtered in the heat of feverish deformed Africa. There is a man stinking so bad of corruption in the Golf coast and he wants his Chocolate people, he is poetically extending his ignorance, and we all get to watch, and say nothing as the Penguins in Washington throw money at every problem, and get to take themselves so very seriously. Politicians share arrogance with Journalist and both feel happy in their colorful attires.
O appetite, what will you leave us this time, I drink my coffee regular these days, I am older now and do not need to impress any one. I have made a little opening on the side of my skull, where I dump the visuals and the uninvited thoughts, when overwhelmed I even leave that open for a while and just hibernate like cows chewing on fresh green grass with my eyes jaded into a void. I ask myself over and over again, What were you thinking ? And I purposely do not answer back, or maybe I do not know and never will.
An old friend asked why no posting on V day, Silence is the best revenge, the best remedy when words stumble taking you around the bend and bringing you back to a boredom of all these expressions of little people, with their little sentiments and little images crowding their little lives. Nothing hurts like boredom, nothing corrupts like mediocrity, happy smiles measured on happy faces with red as the color of the day, and a quick fuck on the heart shaped bed with the latest Valley dolls, Happy V day, please......... get a life.
It's not ideology, it's not beliefs, it's not religion, IT'S POVERTY my friend. Its the stench of HAVE NOT'S, wanting a bit more of what they do not have. It's our made up soap opera scented life they want, they see it on CNN, and all the other whorish vehicles of mass media, and they want it. Its all the idle hands and idle thoughts, unemployed creatures that do not have any goals in their lives, but survival. Their lives is not taking them any where but down, they are not loved, they are not praised, they are poisoned roots of untouchables that the accident of nature have brought to the surfaces, how else do they believe in seventy two virgins in heaven. Its the poverty of means and ideas and intellect, and the shrewd manipulation of a the most crooked perverted thugs in turbans, and all for the Gold that has been left after the Crusades.
Its the fusion of extremes, on this corner, we live our lives in scented colors of Victoria Secrets, between our Desperate Housewives, Swapping Wives, on our Broke back Mountains, chewing on the legality of Abortion and which hole one should use to penetrate, and should the ones that use the back one get to co- habit under the Banner of Marriage, while our fifth grade daughters train their lips and tongue blowing their class mates and our teen age sons are high on pot and cocaine, chocking not their genitals but their necks to get even higher, sniffing glue, and anything to make them feel, and experience something different. and once in a while one of them the one ridiculed most or left alone most, the one who was never loved, and fell trough the cracks of our -Foster Parents system, or Welfare, the one who never was talked to by her feminist mother balancing a career and Parenthood By Proxy. and his father running after the new selection of teenage whores on Internet, or around the corner in Mexico or Thailand and Eastern Europe, experiencing his Mid life crises, he who has fathered and left to embrace and find himself. Yes that one would find a gun and shoot a few classmate as the gleeful news hungry news anchors debate the NRA AND THE FIRST AMENDMENT OF THE CONSTITUTION.
Yes all of us the privileged , spoiled, pill popping society of corrupted values and emptiness that would not get fulfilled between the sheets of our infidelities and our latest fuck. walking around with our Blue tooth phones hanging from our ears, desperately trying to stay in touch, since loneliness might remind us how little, puny miserable creatures we are. IT is the fusion of HAVE TOO MUCH and have not's, its not ideology. offer a green card to any of those demonstrators and they will forgo their Jihad and come to United states to work in Mc Donalds. And our friends on the left here, the Turban less Mullahs of the democratic party who themselves have manipulated and milked the minorities of Spanish and blacks in America, under the banner of ACLU, and have kept their constituents in lines for the longest time with gifts of welfare , Quotas, and Affirmative Action. Yes, the politically correct crowds do not get it, and for that they do not get elected, and still they do not know.
Europeans are waking up to the reality of the snakes they have bred in their sleeves, and having to deal with a Europe that will be half populated by Moslems. and the fruits of their past crimes of Colonialism that has provided them with society that is divided, and socialist values that have given them two digits unemployment and inflation. a bankrupted Europe that has to take a different tack to deal with its ills. And lets not forget our beloved Iranian President who brazenly desires the inhalations of Israel, and the Great Satan, and is working feverishly to build the bomb that would bring their twelfth Imam to the scene of political Mayhem and the end of humanity.
So happy belated Valentines day ! happy now ?
Posted by Idinraha at February 17, 2006 09:41 AM
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Loved it.
your friend and one of the above :-)
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at February 19, 2006 04:17 PM
well my friend, remember most of my essays are written to me, and are the keepsake for my children, of course there is self loathing there, as I am guilty of some of the charges as any one esle.
Posted by: Idinraha at February 26, 2006 01:02 PM