The Vigilant Lens

On Monday, having spent far too long wandering the Capitol grounds in Olympia, it became painfully apparent that the place was about as useful as the empty Olympia brewery was…when it was open.

The free-flowing waters of the Deschutes River once made Oly Beer what it was.

Strangely enough, I realized during my visit with our Washington State Legislature, that they too tasted like the slow-witted foothills above Centralia.

It’s the water alright.

Clean Centralia Coal/Beer

In getting back to reality, I think we can blame the various insanities that infect our Homeland, on our many watered down beers that get their distinctive flavors from slow-witted water sources…just like the bass-ackwards Deschutes River, which flows ass-backwards from the hills above Centralia, Washington.

Bradley Manning has been tortured for months now…because he has no known association with Julian Assange.  PFC Manning is one of the only members of the entire armed services, to have recalled that he is not to follow illegal orders.

Private Manning is also not the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, because there is no room at the top for a human with a conscience.  There is no need for a General that can differentiate between al Qaeda and the CIA…or the FBI from John Towery, or John Towery from the Army, or even the Army from John Towery’s Social Security number.

We’ve been torturing POW’s to death via the CIA and a few Oly Beer drinking idiots, for longer than Todd Palin has allegedly been banging his masseuse.  Much, much….muchmuchmuch longer.

The antiwar movement of Prius drivers that once opposed the Bush Wars, are still pretty much in agreement that the Obama Wars don’t count.  Prius drivers!  Saving the planet…one co-op trip at a time…while simultaneously ignoring the Obama wars against, well, pretty much everything.

The Spokane bomb?  Also not connected to the CIA’s psychopathic duo of torture: Mitchell and Jessen…just as the torture school in Airway Heights is in fact related to Mitchell, Jessen, the CIA , maybe some bombs and possibly a Prius or two.

A shitty homeland beer…laced with the dim-witted flavored water, that once flowed freely from the over logged hills above Centralia…is indeed directly related to anything I haven’t already mentioned.

It’s kind a sorta like Olympia without its beer factory.
Or America without its Posse Comitatus.
It’s Nirvana!