It’s Time to Quit Blaming the Goddamned Politicians

“I’m looking at the man in the mirror. Oooh-Hoo. I’m asking him to make a change.” Oh, boooo hoooo. The politicians are short-sighted, lazy fucking assholes who are ruining everything. If it weren’t for them everything would be A-OK. It is all the fault of political party A (or B). If only more of B (or A) were in office, they’d solve all the problems. But the fucking Liberals (or Conservatives) are too stupid to realize it. If we just let the Conservatives (or Liberals) run the show like they want, then we’d be on the proper course. DON’T THEY GET IT???? Who elected these assholes in the first place?

Get off the goddamn Thomas the Tank Engine potty, pull up your fucking pants you whining little bitches, and look in the mirror already. YOU ELECTED THEM. All of them. That fucking crying, fake-tanning, Lord of the Douche Bags John Boehner, who gives my home state a reputation more embarrassing than if it were known as The Pederast State…… elected him. That fucking geek from Nevada and his incompetent henchwoman Pelosi, who elected those turds? You did, dickhole. You’ve no one to blame but yourselves. These are wretched, bickering, do-nothing asshats who couldn’t accomplish anything if their life depended on it. Actually, their job and existence depends on not being able to accomplish anything. And they represent you. You chose them. Get in your goddamn bed and lay in it. After all, you made it.

Quit being a pussy and start being The Boss. Go to the polls and vote for someone, anyone, but these tits-on-a-bull from the broken-down, about to implode, 2-party system. I’m sick of listening to windbags from my office and other places where I’m forced to overhear stupidity being puked from a Fox News regurgitating pie hole say they know the answers to the problems, then promptly going out and voting for some asshole who will do nothing to represent their prejudicial bitching. Quit watching the news, quit listening to talk radio, go to the polls and fire these mutherfuckers. Will someone outside of the current impotent power structure actually make a meaningful, recognizable change? I don’t know, but what the hell do we have to lose? Could we end up with Nazis? Yes, that is possible. Nazis or no Nazis (and if the Tampa GOP rally was any indication, that crew isn’t too far from fascism), I’ve discontinued voting for donkeys or elephants and hoping for some different outcome. Elephants launched wars of aggression we can never hope to pay for and implemented government policies intruding on people’s personal lives and liberties all in the name of “National Security”. Donkeys have dragged their feet on ending the wars of aggression, have actually increased the violence in some, starting bombing new brown people, hope to start bombing others, won’t close Guantanamo, and have really gone balls-deep on the “just the tip, see how it feels” Big Brother policies initiated by the Elephants. What are you voting “for“? Elephants are going to cut spending by initiating multi-trillion dollar wars overseas, cutting taxes at the same time, and they are going to protect individual liberties by creating the Patriot Act and opening Guantanamo. Donkeys are going to dig the nation out of those debts by either ignoring the Elephants’ policies or escalating them, and also creating massive public programs that cost $600,000,000 to make and $1,200,000,000 to fix. The choices are crystal clear.

My own high-minded “50 Year Plan” which would probably never work in the real world is predicated upon equal education opportunity and equal access to competent healthcare. So by proxy I’m in “support” of massive healthcare reform. That being said, look at how these assholes have handled their coup de grace. Fucked city. It cost them $600,000,000 + to BUILD A FUCKING WEBSITE. If you’d outsourced this to Google it would have cost about $1,000,000 and a 6 month supply of Mountain Dew and Skittles for Jugdish, Alexev, Zhiang, and the rest of the crew. And it goddamned well would have worked. This mountain of bullshit is 6 weeks old and still waiting for someone to install batteries. But they built it to require a C Battery, and you can’t find C Batteries anywhere. Yet people retain their jobs. These cats don’t give one half of one fuck. They know you’ll pay them either way so what incentive do they have to perform? I’m just sick of listening to the bitching. Like the little black guy who looked like a creepy old white woman carrying umbrellas in the sun like Japanese ladies and whose fingers smelled like Macaulay Culkin’s underwear said, “And no message could have been any clearer…..If you wanna make the world a better place…..Take a look at yourself and then make a change!”

About Zach

Male homo sapien. Warrior poet. I live in Chicago with one wife, one offspring, and Scout the dog. I enjoy various stuff. Besides skinny skiing and going to bullfights on acid, I also enjoy running, reading, drinking, eating and procrastinating on many things, such as starting this blog. I have a mom, a dad, and a younger brother who recently produced a sister-in-law. I'm the only person in my family, sister-in-law included, who doesn't have a post-graduate degree. I guess that makes me special. I grew up in a small to medium sized town in the middle of Ohio. In fact the even smaller town next door has a sign which reads "The Geographic Center of Ohio". Given this is what they choose to boast you can only imagine how exciting that town is. My town is infinitely cooler. For example on weekend nights people from my town and the surrounding villages and hamlets converge on the public square to "cruise" in their souped-up mini trucks, some bearing Confederate flags, despite growing up and living rather safely north of the Mason-Dixon line. This is high-minded stuff we're talking about here. I graduated sometime during the Clinton presidency from the local high school where I played football and participated in absolutely nothing else. This strategy paid huge dividends when I applied to numerous colleges on the eastern seaboard which were highly selective. When you show up to the admissions table with "HIgh School Football and Nothing Else" on your application, you get respect. After graduating from Ohio University with a degree in Economics that I've used for absolutely nothing, I moved to Boston. Boston is a lovely city. I was doing things I'm not proud of for beer money and I left after 16 months. My next move was to Chicago and 10+ years later there I still reside. I write this blog for therapeutic reasons. Much like some people paint to relax or smoke crack to unwind after a stressful day, I record my thoughts on Al Gore's World Wide Web for 9 friends, 4 family members, 1 person who accidentally clicked through after an unsuccessful Google search for something else, and a guy named Patriot1 who lives in a silver Air Stream in the Nevada desert and broadcasts his own radio show. Is there a point to all of this? I doubt it. Years ago and in a galaxy far, far away (College Park, Maryland, then Athens, Ohio) I was toying with the idea of being a journalism major. I enjoyed writing so it seemed the obvious fit. Then I attended career day and learned that journalism majors could look forward to a salary of $EA,TSH.IT per year with the promise of a fatal heart attack at 47 years of age. I'm not falling for that trick, I told them (them being no one, and told being saying it in my own mind in the shower). Approximately 15 years later here I sit declared the big winner in that battle: I never made any money doing anything else and now I'm writing entirely for free. So suck balls, journalism career day. The views expressed in this website are mine and mine entirely. I don't wish to be an even bigger black eye to my family than I probably already am. As a result of this I will never be able to run for public office and I accept that reality. But this website is a very dignified, well-dressed skeleton full of witty retorts and honorable deeds compared to the disheveled, stenching, staggering and loud skeletons who would come marching out of the closet to White Zombie's "Thunderkiss '65" if they ever unearthed the college years. So enjoy your train ride, your hangover day at work, your AA meeting or your dump. I'm here to serve.
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