Wednesday, August 02, 2006

1st The Marshall Act then Dictator Bush


What a fucking lousy time to be an American. Man only six and a half years ago I was laughing my ass off at Clinton, while watching Newt and the boys find a way to impeach the guy over a blowjob. I shoulda known then that we had a capital full of drunken lazy sots and wife beaters and child porn droolers that could give a shit about anything that wasn't greased with green, or gave them a platform to use the morality whip to caress the Christian right's lazy buttocks for not taking him out of office completely.

We are such a nation of losers, trusting the sacred nature of our freedom and liberty to a bunch of cocks on dunghills. These are men that have made certain that you think their shit doesn't stink. They have smoothed every pesky hair of your idiot based core of morons that comprise the majority of American.

We multiply like rats and we don't seem to take much care as to what genes we are combining. That part of human responsibility we seem to have forgotten. You know the one that Hitler took to the extreme. You know you take two pretty people and stick their genes together and wa la you have a hardy human being with a descent head on it's shoulders. Well in Rural America we are breeding a class of individuals that has through the sheer will of their idiocy brought the education system along with them. If you go a few miles out of the cities out of your locked gate communities you will observe the condition of which I speak. It is a Jerry Springer Show for half of the population from coast to coast twenty four seven.

Shit this is going nowhere fast but there are things that will become apparent over the next 2.3. We are fucked if you think Georgie Boy is gonna let things go back to how they were do you? When we had freedom, and less wiretaps and less secrecy and less corporate demigod centers of influence, and no patriot act of fools? Fuck They are all criminals and I could give two shits for 98 percent of the jackasses we call politicians. Fuck politics, it is no solution for anything because he who has the the bigger stick enforcing their solution the more likely the solution to be theirs.


They buy and sell alliances with radicals of third world countries as fits their clandestine aims. Bush wants all this war and all this rumor of war and all the fundamentalists to create chaos among the illiterate lambs and presto chango Marshal Law............Bush forever and the New World Order begins.


Fuck fuck FUCK

Saturday, July 29, 2006

Commence the Campaigns


Strike while you have an Iron.

This world, as some of you seem to know, is in dire need of our attention, nay, our compassionate rescue. We may stop the wars. But unless we stop the warmongers and the ruthless greed of mega corporations our time of complacency without responsibility is drawing to an end.
It is with deepest regret that I have come to the conclusion that government of, by, and for the people, has long vanished from this earth. We as a nation have accomplished exactly what our forefathers knew we would. No, I do not believe they were saints.
In the words of H.L. Mencken. He wrote this on 26 July 1920 ......He died in 1956.

"The larger the mob, the harder the test. In small areas, before small electorates, a first-rate man occasionally fights his way through, carrying even the mob with him by force of his personality. But when the field is nationwide, and the fight must be waged chiefly at second and third hand, and the force of personality cannot so readily make itself felt, then all the odds are on the man who is, intrinsically, the most devious and mediocre — the man who can most easily adeptly disperse the notion that his mind is a virtual vacuum.
The Presidency tends, year by year, to go to such men. As democracy is perfected, the office represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. We move toward a lofty ideal. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.."

I am not sure that Colbert Stewart can change the course of human events already so deep into the chaos. But if anyone can it just might be these two most unlikely candidates. Besides if we are to have no say about living life on this planet or about the life of this planet then I wish to go out smiling........No, laughing out loud, and proud.
..... once a proud American.
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Thank you Reverend, for providing the rarified atmosphere for this historic campaign launch. A cabinet spot is waiting in "09" ole bud.

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Dumbya! Eat shit and die!

What the fuck goes through his demented mind as he spouts remorse for the innocents that are laid forever to rest by his blunderings, and fuckups. He says "the American people feel your pain my president" Don't you dare talk for me you unelected piece of daddies drip. This American will never share your values, your religion, or anything that has to do with the evolution of such world rendering fungus as you. You will never speak for me, you will never speak for anyone that values life above political diatribe that hides and obfuscates the true ideological madness in your method.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Lighten up Rev..

So much to see if you look closely, just remember ..... you have eyes.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Post rapture planning takes shape.



In Bush's fourth term the Washington Monument under went a face lift, complete with bleeding nail holes....... every hour on the hour.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

hey... lion and the lamb...so...ok

I get to see this every night. The frogs emerge from the stegasaurous's mouth and wait untill I turn on the porch light to launch. They make their way across the rose ..pause.. things that the roses grow on, then along the house and finally, perch on the iguana tail curled beneath the lantern.
Then they feast.

Wrap them around this one

In March and April the Bumble Bees can not get enough of the Azalea blossoms a step from my front door. They would literally lie in the trumpet petal with their legs spread flat against the inside of the blossom, sipping at the bottom of the stamens in the deep center. Most were oblivious to me with a lense less than 3 inches from them.

It'd look great on you

I was once meek and mild.
Now I'm a raving lunatic.
Why you ask.

BUSH!
.............AND I'M AN AMERICAN!

How the fuck do you think the fucking rest of the fucking world feels? Mr. Twonuts has everyone in a snit with his behavior his demeanor his swagger and smirk and above all they are scared shitless of his war mongering rapture based conscience inspired acts of idiocy.

Monday, July 10, 2006

As sleep draws near....


...the mandala appears.
Armegeddon.
Or not.

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Ok.. sooo Back to business.

Dick Nose lives, beware......
Hasten to build shelters, do not make loud noises. stay indoors and away from the computer, further than 10 feet is preferable. Do not under any circumstances answere the phone. Sheeeez, don'do that.

If discovered, go to the Southwest corner of your dwelling , stack all your heavy things around you, furniture, books and magazines. Pad the inside with clothes and linens, towels, anything you can find for padding. Take three long deep breaths, bend over and grab your ankles, put your head between your knees.....
...and kiss your sweet ass good-by.

Lighten up reverend...


I am so lucky to have these eyes, so burdened with using them. It is a trust between me and the critters
and The Great Spirit.

And Judy

Friday, July 07, 2006

Evolution


..oops...I did it again.

Dicknose

Having fun with dickhead. Now I need a caption. Help!