Tolerating the Intolerable
Richard Milhous Nixon once said: “As this long and difficult war ends, I would like to address a few special words to…the American people: Your steadfastness in supporting our insistence on peace with honor has made peace with honor possible.”
Pee-wee Herman once said: “There’s a lotta things about me you don’t know anything about, Dottie. Things you wouldn’t understand. Things you couldn’t understand. Things you shouldn’t understand.”
Nixon and Pee-wee, two of the most important personalities ever to influence the historical misrepresentation of the Homeland. And yet, Pee-wee is remembered for fondling himself, while Nixon is misremembered for not going to prison.
And the beat goes on.
Breathing is important to humans. Clean air assists in our weekly quest to buy more crap to store in our garages of phreedum. Driving around aimlessly while purchasing stuff for our garages, is not good for the air, but it does keep us free.
Unless you live near Moses Lake.
Plumes of unknown chemical death, are what Homeland Security were supposed to be protecting us from…by invading Forks, Washington.
For the time being, Hanford has stopped attacking us with plumes of airborne death, while REC Silicon has not. Sure we all use silicone in our LCD screens and our over-abundant Solar Power panel farms…but you know, it took several false starts to get us to swallow the Patriot Acts too.
The reason Homeland Security isn’t invading Moses Lake, just so happens to be the same reason that liberal drones are tolerated, while conservative ones are not.
The air is always cleaner somewhere else
that is until we get somewhere else
and we find that somewhere else’s air
blew in from someplace else.
We tolerate the intolerable for the same reasons that the Boy Scouts have secret molester files. We tolerate the intolerable, because the electricity that killed the salmon people…works great in our silicone filled LCD screens…and over-abundant solar power panels too.
When conservative drones are not alright – but liberal ones are, I tend to look towards Noam Chomsky for comforting words of intelligence.
Let’s see what Noam has to say today: “The kill list and associated antics are too much for me. I’ll have to fall back on Mark Twain’s frustration when he tried to satirize the much-lauded war criminal General Funston. He gave up. He said that Funston is satire incarnated.”
Well, you know what they say…the air is always cleaner somewhere else – until the air blows in from somewhere else.