My Buddy, HG, and I have been looking at the impending financial collapse of the U.S.A. for-a-couple-of-years-now. And here it is…As every thinking person knows – the federal reserve bank is a cartel of the nation’s richest magnates. You’d think it’d be mighty White of ‘em to help us out in the land that they raped, pillaged and plundered — even if we have to pay them back the money they made off of our forefathers and mothers…
Brother Paul left a few minutes of Rush Limbaugh swill-and-spill on my cell phone the other day. Brother Paul says it was an accident – but I wonder…I have been trying to convince BP that Rush is a big, fat idiot for-a-long-time-now. And still, that new, inescapable image that Bebe Giti sent me of a Sarah Palin’s head adorning a-pair-of-gorgeous tits – would get me to follow S.P. to Hell’s Gates! (Except that we are already there!)
The center can no longer hold; the falcon can no longer hear the falconer – all Hell has broken loose – and there is truly no way of getting the horses back-in-the-barn. What are these selective bailouts? Eenie, meanie, mynie moe?
God love Gary Trudeau! He’s the only person who makes any sense to me anymore (some ‘La Cucaracha’ and ‘Candorville’ are cool – how much did they pay ol’ ‘Boondacks’ Aaron to keep him off the field of play??!). But Sunday’s proffering of ‘Doonesbury’ – courtesy of my beloved Times – was a blockbuster! The actual intimation of Dubya and Dick as war criminals!! I couldn’t believe it – but loved this strip beyond belief (and suggested this myself some months back [Dick on a spike]).
And what about Opinion Man, Keith Olberman?! Fired by MSNBC?! The guy did some amazing editorials on the Bushies (though I think he gave too much credence to Dubya – afterall – Dubya is nothing more than a puppet on a string). But it doesn’t really matter if his voice has been silenced – because the shit is now just hitting the fan. Frankly, I’m amazed that Keith and Gary weren’t whacked before now…I guess the Bushie hubris is such that you don’t have to worry about anyone or anything – like Earth, as-a small-example.
So I managed to make up last Sunday’s miss with this mid-week missive. I feel quite awful (I’ve managed to catch a cold) – but more awful as I relate the U.S. economic woes to my college students. The irony is that my juvenile felon student population is wise to all-of-the-shit going down – while my college students seem oblivious to how dramatically their world is about to change. My psychotherapist wannabes definitely don’t want to know that psychotherapy is the first luxury to go in a depression – and my teacher wannabes can’t imagine the pay cuts they will be taking when no Fed or State funds make their way to the schools. And Special Eddies? Hold onto your diagnoses, or not, cuz they won’t matter to anyone in the New United States of America (NUSA). And here I thought I was going to miss the revolution.
On a somber note – cuz the foregoing is part of the Circus Ludicrous we are all part of – the “glue” of PINK FLOYD, Richard Wright, moved on this week. A muse of sound and melody – I don’t know when we will hear his like again…