It is irksome and somewhat ironically amusing that the most salient trait of all right-wing Americans is the nod and the wink, when it comes to domestic economic policies and our foreign policy in general.
"Well, heh, yeah I guess them Godless foreigners DID get the shitty end of the stick, *nudge* *wink* but... hey! This is America and we have to look out for ourselves! Think of what it will mean to American business to get our hands on that country's oil/strategic locale/resources, etc...."
*wink**wink*
What it will mean is that the rich will get richer, because that is the great fallacy of America:
"If you play along and keep your mouth shut while we send people in olive drab combat uniforms and people in neckties to grab whatever we can get our hands on, from whatever place we have decided we should get it, under whatever pretext we can drum up.... you might get some of the loot."
"Play along.... Don't rock the boat! You'll get yours, you good American, you!"
And how.
How we manage to keep overlooking the fact that the whole of corporate America does nothing whatsoever with what they can get their hands on, other than stick it in their own pockets, is astounding. They drop the interest rate once in a while when car sales aren't moving fast enough to clear out inventory before the new ones arrive in the showrooms, and job out anything that can be done by a machine - or a person in Calcutta for 2.50 a day - as fast as they can. Aside from that, they just keep sucking up the gravy and installing front men to wave from platforms and smile every four years.
We keep sitting there like the good child. Like the believer at Christmas, letting our abusive and power drunk daddy play upon our nascant greed. It's like an episode of Married With Children, for crying out loud.
There is no payoff.
There is no Christmas stocking with your name on it for playing along, turning away and keeping your mouth shut.
It's a sucker's game. Wall to wall. And they need suckers here in order to play the sucker's game they run on the poor bastards everywhere else.
If you think for two seconds that, should America's poor rise up and start pushing on the gates of corporate and political America's party center, that the people who endlessly perpetrate this deadly industry -in the name of liberation, freedom and protection- would hesitate to flatten those poor, fed-up bastards like so much foreign real-estate before them, you are fucking deluded.
War isn't an unfortunate circumstance. War is a very profitable business. It's an industry. It's probably the last product we actually manufacture here instead of in Guadalajara.
So Right Wing America® can shut up and eat their fast food lunch and poo poo those "silly, commie, weeping sister naysayers" until their gums bleed. I don't care. But I tell you what.... Their slice of the robber's pie has already been eaten. Theirs, yours... Yes, your fucking slice, Virginia. They are waiting for a come up in exchange for being a good, I.E: quiet, American that aint gonna come. The rah rah Republican poor are just another bunch of mooks to keep placated, as far as the war machine is concerned. Being on the side that's making the most scoreboard, (simply due to them being the biggest, fattest kid on the block) by the accident of birth does not make you rich or guided by God's will. Sounds a lot like the poor, deluded cowards who slammed jets into the World Trade Centre for "Allah", to me. Nor does being on the side of the winning team keep you safe. (See: Jets slamming into the World Trade Centre.)
I have no qualms with blowing somebody who attacks us willy nilly - to coin a phrase- to smithereens.
Now...
Who was it, exactly, that attacked American soil with Boeing 757's on that September day?
Yeah.. We still don't seem to know. Aint that funny? With the preponderance of the wealth, intelligence and might upon the world's stage at our disposal, we can't seem to find out who actully started the ball rolling on 9/11. Was it Osama Bin Forgotten? It sure as hell wasn't Iraq. But, hey... that's ok.. *nudge* *wink*
All the sudden, the game of Risk becomes more than a parlour game for the power elite when something bad happens to us. Because we all know that nothing bad should happen to us because everything we do is to make the world better for everybody everywhere.
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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.