Cigar Guy and a Dress

I promised myself I’d never dabble in the occult, dwell on the fads of the moment, or be caught alive with a Vanity cassette.
I’m two for three!
Watching golf is kind of like listening to Vanity, but I do admit to being mildly amused by the global phenomenon that is the Cigar Guy.
While we can only guess if CIA agent George H. W. Bush and J. Edgar Hoover were in Dallas on November 22, 1963, because they were lovers…we no longer have to guess as to who the mysterious Cigar Guy is.
Now you also have a good idea as to why I was listening to Judas Priest and Iron Maiden in the mid 80’s. Vanity? Not so much.
May General Petraeus be with you…
My Country Tis of Kafkaesque
J. Edgar Hoover was a man’s man, sandwiched between a hard place and several other men. If you were forced to define Edgar’s legacy in three words or less, I’d just go with spooning.
There’s nothing wrong with two men spooning, unless of course, you live in the Homeland, or you were born again to kill millions.
Since we know the self loathing gay Hoover was a criminal, we should then conclude the same of Robert Mueller…who assumed his role as FBI Director on September 4, 2001…which gave Robert only 7 days to prepare for 9/11…which means we could also assume the Director had prior knowledge of the box cutter carrying Iraqi’s…who started our current world wars for Boeing.
Breathe two…three…
As in Hoover’s gay days, the FBI is today, very busy not arresting Erik Prince by kicking down the doors of anti-war activists…because resistance is indeed futile. Look no further than Sarah Palin. Or Dancing with the Mediocre Stars! Or Bank of America’s sudden moratorium on kicking you out of your home…because the bailed out bank suddenly got religion?
The light of day scares the FBI and Bank of America, because they fear the powerful space aliens, not us.
We are supposed to support the troops by purchasing more gas and ignoring their crimes, because Obama won.
The WMD’s we fear, have been here in the Homeland all along. We manufacture them to test on ourselves and others…because a Homeland can not exist if the populace resists.
In AfPakistaYemen, if you are brown and on the ground…you were probably blown up by one of Obama’s drones for Bank of America. Here in the Homeland, if you’re brown and on the ground…you’re probably used to it.
Now pledge your allegiance, pray for forgiveness and go about your business. Your local Fusion Center is watching you, because it’s staffed by Boeing and FBI agents who cheated on their tests.
It’s Sunday, we might as well shake it like a Polaroid Picture and count the Seahawks bye week as a win!
At Least We’re Not Dino Rossi
The Hunt for Osama bin Laden has gone about as well as the Hunt for Red October. Both were well scripted and the actors played their roles well. But alas, in the end, we don’t end up sailing a secret Russian sub to the Penobscot River. No, we instead get a retarded police state, a happy defense industry and Jack Donaghy.
The FBI is busy kicking down the doors of those who oppose war crimes, while the CIA is busy committing the war crimes…that in turn, created the Teabangers, who then ignored the decade long war economy that in turn, created the Bush/Bama Depression which as 26 of us! have now figured out…brings us back full circle to the retarded police state and Jack Donaghy.
Lessons, like Christine O’ Donnell’s vibrator, are sometimes hard to grasp…but you know what, at least we’re not Dino Rossi.
Dino really hates life about now. Again.
M-O-O-N that Spells Muslim, Laws Yes!!

Sharon Angle says that we have ourselves a “militant terrorist situation” here in the Homeland! Glenn Beck says he’s dealing with some shit right now…see above twitter from the twit.
Now I may not know spit about the law, but when Sharon Angle sees militant Muslims sniffing around the Homelands panty drawers and the Beck twit Twitters anything having to do with anything…I say why won’t Obama show us his Birth Certificate!? Why wont Beck admit what he did to Margaret Shrader?
Laus Deo? Laws Yes!!
Obviously, there will be no end to the stupid, any time soon.
Now join with me and put your hand up on Sharron’s hip… cause when I dip, she dips, we dip.
Nightmares From my Father

Nightmares from My Father: A Story of Lies, Death and Torture is a not yet completed memoir by Malia and Sasha Obama.
The Obama girls are taking notes and shopping for a publisher before the nightmare has ended, because you can never be certain of when the Army will attack us with Anthrax again.
Malia and Sasha will hear the accusations of the racist Teabangers and the corporate owned Republicans, but they will not learn of the corporate owned Democrats complicity, until after the next 9/11.
The Obama girls will never know poverty and they’ll never know the pain of a mouthful of cavities. They will never suffer through every excruciating bite of a diabetes inducing-public school lunch and they will never witness their dead and bloated loved ones…float by in a flood of a centuries old hatred.
Malia and Sasha are the smart, beautiful daughters of two intelligent humans, who themselves are living proof that nothing ever changes.
The Homeland is only 200 million voters away…from the Obamas having to ride at the back of the bus. Those who voted for change, were equally canceled out by those who voted for the return to a trickle down, Reaganesque society of segregated public transportation.
The Homeland is only 300 million voters away, from figuring out that the FEMA Camps for dissenters are not real. Irony tells us that Boeing, NBC News and trans-fats…are the real concertina wired camps that keep us in line.
The Homeland is only another 500,000 person march for peace away…from nothing happening.
Common sense teaches us, that the Homeland could not withstand a moderately attended Lady Gaga concert, from storming the various gates of the freedom oppressors. Isn’t that ironic? Don’t you think?
The Obama girls will some day learn the truth about the truth. They’ll have a story to tell and my only hope is…that they can tell it from the front of any bus they choose.
The Empathic Nuclear Woodcarver
We the “smart” hairless apes of the planet, are driven by our apathetic insanity to kill off the biosphere and the rest of its inhabitants because…stockpiling nuclear weapons is easier than providing free dental care.
Aid for those less fortunate than ourselves, always comes with CIA drones attached.
Our kids want to kill cops, each other and our various enemies of the decade. Cops will sometimes in turn, not give deaf, First Nations woodcarvers…more than 30 seconds to turn away and die.
Educated hairless apes make educated decisions. Over educated hairless apes, own Blackwater and dream wet perverted dreams of profit driven death, that will be rewarded with a golden ticket to a Wonka-like heaven.
Marijuana, as you already know, is worse for you than McDonalds, prescribed antidepressants or a Sarah Palin think tank that calls itself…a think tank.
Jeremy Rifkin tells us that we are capable of empathy, Jeremy Scahill and I are empathetically pessimistic.
A Progressive League of Diminished Expectation
Protests and signs usually only garner big media attention, when Glenn Beck and 127 angry Teabangers with misspelled signs show up…to protest against municipal sewer systems and the black man-in their white house.
It appears that this phenomenon occurs, because there is a black conservative president, aggressively fighting the global wars on brown-skinned people and for some strange reason…the Tea Party also really despises sewage that has been treated by a municipality??
And so, while the progressive October 2nd, DC rally of progressively progressive moderates was indeed…progressive…it did become progressively apparent…that none of the 78 different progressive affinity groups, nor any of their 749 progressive causes…that when progressively combined…would be calling President Obama a war criminal and or demanding his impeachment.
However! I did hear that there was a progressive group hug at Busboys and Poets!!
Remember progressives, the illegal Bush wars and torture for Boeing, are now just the illegal Obama wars and torture for Boeing.
Next time, try gathering your progressive pals together, bring your correctly spelled signs and your Dave Matthews filled iPods of guilt ridden freedom…and enjoy a lovely picnic inside the CIA! Then you’ll know, that wherever Winona Ryder is, is where Adam Sandler does not belong.




