I’m getting a little queasy about this ISIS war. Supposedly we have over 50 “allies” who are applauding the United States but not doing much else. Turkey, Jordan, Iran, Saudi Arabia, and other Mideast countries have already refused to send combat troops. President Obama has continually refused “US boots on the ground” but he’s facing increasing pressure from right-wing Republicans and military generals. He should be commended for his restraint.
Military generals and war hawks are notoriously narrow-sighted. When you’re a hammer, everything looks like a nail. The American people have had enough of the Mideast and its 2000-year old religious wars run by fundamentalist lunatics. I believe we’re short-changing our own national security against chemical and biological terrorism with every defense dollar we bury in those sand traps. If they don’t want to send their own armies to stop ISIS, they get what they get – fuck ‘em.
Will there be more dictators murdering people and listening to voices in the sky preaching religious horseshit? Of course. But until we get this country prepared for war HERE – on our own soil – we aren’t ready to do anything about it.
On Friday evening, Omar Gonzalez, 42, of Copperas Cove, Texas, jumped the fence on Pennsylvania Avenue with a knife and sprinted 70-yards to the White House before being subdued. The intrusion prompted the Secret Service to evacuate the West Wing. President Obama and his family left the residence for a weekend at Camp David just 10-minutes earlier. Gonzalez reportedly told the Secret Service he was “concerned that the atmosphere was collapsing” and needed to contact the president “so he could get word out to the people.”
On Saturday, a man was arrested for driving up to a gate at one end of Pennsylvania Avenue near the White House and refusing to leave. Earlier, the man had tried to enter the White House grounds at another gate and was turned away. There’s no sign that the Friday and Saturday incidents are related.
Congress will demand an investigation. The Secret Service said that while “the officers showed tremendous restraint and discipline in dealing with this subject, the location of Gonzalez’s arrest is not acceptable.”
The incident took place amid heightened security at the presidential residence.
From the Atlantic: “By the time I reach 75, I will have lived a complete life. I will have loved and been loved. My children will be grown and in the midst of their own rich lives. I will have seen my grandchildren born and beginning their lives. I will have pursued my life’s projects and made whatever contributions, important or not, I am going to make. And hopefully, I will not have too many mental and physical limitations.
Dying at 75 will not be a tragedy. Indeed, I plan to have my memorial service before I die. And I don’t want any crying or wailing, but a warm gathering filled with fun reminiscences, stories of my awkwardness, and celebrations of a good life. After I die, my survivors can have their own memorial service if they want—that is not my business.” Read more:
Fortunately Haiti, the only Central American country which hasn’t yet figured out how to grow drugs, gives us the answer: Voodoo. Unfortunately, you can’t make a zombie if he’s already dead despite what you see in the movies. However, you must make people BELIEVE the person is dead or the whole thing kind of loses its charm.
Zombies are created using a complex concoction of chemicals and oxygen deprivation which cause brain damage and some other unpleasant side effects. Witch doctors have somehow discovered you can mix tetrodoxin, and bufo marinus fluid, with datura stramonium into a real strange brew which causes nerve paralysis.
After the intended zombie-to-be drinks a few glasses, you stuff him into a coffin and pronounce him ‘dead’. Later, the funeral party buries him while you throw around a few fish bones and beads and sing the high parts of ‘MacArthur Park’ (“left the cake out in the rain”).
When the mourners finally leave, you dig up the near-dead dolt and see if he can walk without falling. Remember: he isn’t auditioning for a part in ‘River Dance’ here – just about any stumbling attempt will do. A few can make it, but most can’t because the drugs killed them or they were asphyxiated in their coffins.
Actually, you’re OK either way. If the guy dies, you rebury him and he’s just where the funeral left him. However, if you’re able to get him to lurch back into town, people will say you can raise the dead and give you a lifetime position as head witch doctor and 72-virgins.
I’m A Little Behind Today. So I’m only putting up one post. It’s gotten more negative ‘e’s’ than anything I ever posted. Again, this will be offensive to some of you so consider yourself warned. No qualifiers, this song IS offensive to many people. It’s also the latest from my favorite comedy/political satirist team, Garfunkel and Oates. It’s not offensive just to be offensive – it’s got some great points – unfortunately they’re found in the “wrong” places. I LOVE Garfunkel and Oates! Watch it here.