Beyond Parody, Beyond Complaint.

I think I'm well outside of that place where I can say anything intelligent to express my feelings. Rational, intelligent discourse is a very dead thing these days. The tales of mismanagement in every aspect of government and business keep piling up and ultimately it is this which will cause the collapses everyone so fears.

Why, if the world works better when people follow a reasonably loose set of rules, does the man bought and paid for to lead the financial masterwork of the last thousand years disobey them? I could wax nostalgic about free-trade and rights of the businesses to keep the money they make. I could tell you the next President will make it all better. I could lie to you for the sake of comfort.

I am beyond parody and beyond complaint. Our President is the worst monster in American history. He is a puppet dancing on a string. No amount of comparisons to Hitler or other silly dictators adequately describes the artistry with which Bush has taken power. He was illegally elected, launched not one but two illegal wars and now seeks to launch a third...I could list for hours his criminal negligence if negligence it were. It was not a lack of planning however. Every step, every element has been carefully tuned to produce reactions from the people which would allow him and his to implement policy both foreign and domestic which constitutes nothing less than crimes against humanity, the worst crimes a man can be charged with.

To try and execute him is not enough. I will tell you what we must do once this man is out of power, howsoever it is done. We must remember him. Remember every scream. Remember every picture of every dead child. Remember every soldier without limbs or eyes. Remember now or damn you all; go back to the Hell opened for you and stew in the fires of unrepentant patriotism.