Searching For Relevance
I’ve been sitting here for two days, wracking my brain in what is quickly becoming an ever more futile attempt at writing about something of relevance.
I’ve been sitting here for two days, wracking my brain in what is quickly becoming an ever more futile attempt at writing about something of relevance.
I could comment on the latest rantings of the Dick Cheney, ever the pompous, greedy, lying, chickenshit blowhard who refuses to accept the reality that his own self-exalted importance is diminishing into insignificance even faster than Jay Leno’s ratings.
His politically-obstinate, wrongheaded denouncement of President Obama as a “ditherer” because the man wants to weigh all the facts before making an informed decision regarding Afghanistan is not simply divisive, it’s downright unpatriotic.
And reveals precisely the truly nescient ignoramus that is Darth Cheney.
Still, are we to expect anything more substantive from this five-time draft-dodging slug who laid low in various colleges while using his wife and children as shields from military service?
(Let us not forget that, as much as the Dick cowered at the thought of being sent to VietNam in the role of combat participant, a large percentage of draftees were assigned duty elsewhere. Besides, there were no elderly dudes to shoot in the face with birdshot.)
The Dickster reminds me of the scorpion who convinced the frog to give him a ride across the lake, only to mortally sting poor Kermit halfway across — iterating the rationale involved just before his own drowning by explaining, “You should have known that I can’t help myself, it’s what I do.”
For paranoid delusional the Dick Cheney to express concern regarding the safety of our troops caught up in bogus imperialistic wars he had (for years) dreamed of igniting is akin to… well, try as I might it’s impossible to come up with any comparison of similarly vile contemptibility.
What exactly are these people fed or given to drink, the Right-wing extremists of a fast-fading Republican Party who willingly salivate at every psychotic utterance of fear and loathing put forth by the Dick in that ominous monotone?
The complete lack of emotion in his delivery sends chills up and down my spine, as though he were one of the good folks of Santa Mira, California unwittingly assimilated by seedpods from outer space in “Invasion of the Body Snatchers.”
Only in the Dick’s case, he would have willingly agreed to the transformation.
I can understand how Elizabeth Cheney Perry could be so perverse in her rhetoric; she had no choice, being the spawn of the Dick and Lynne.
It’s apparent that Liz is even more belligerently toxic than her maternal unit, but what’s even more frightening is she has regenerated five offspring of her own, thereby multiplying the potential for self-righteous Cheneyistic hatred exponentially — with the possibility that such pigheaded warmongering slathered in jingoism could fester and breed like the cancer that it is for generations to come.
But, I honestly didn’t want to write about anything Cheney.
Really.
On the lunatic ravings of the Dick, I agree wholeheartedly with Vice President Joe Biden: “Who cares?”
So, what else is there?
Remember, when FAUXNews crows about being number one in the cable news ratings, they’re really only getting two million viewers, most of whom never watch any other outlet — or real news. As for demographics, FAUXNews is not pulling in the highly-desirable college-educated young adults, aged 18-34; rather, they are the misinformation destination of predominantly retired (or close to it), non-discerning blue-collar types.
Not only that, but the larger segment of the viewing public is fragmented between all the other outlets. (I must say, it does my heart good to see CNN slip to the bottom of the ratings barrel in prime time, given the ever-deteriorating lead-in from the alarmist hegemony of an aging Lou Dobbs.)
Say… How about Joe Lieberman? Is this guy a douche or what?
Rather than stick a knife into the Republicans and Conservatives who helped keep him out of the vice presidency to which he was duly elected in 2000, he’s chosen to side with them against the health and welfare of the American people and the party he abandoned — just to placate the insurance companies that own him (along with most of Connecticut).
Well, thankfully I’ve got VA coverage, and shall go on Medicare in January.
But what about my son? Or your child?
We’d all be okay and able to pay for any healthcare problem that came along if we had made the tons of cash amassed by the Dick Cheney on the backs of regular Americans — taxpayers, fuel consumers, food eaters, etc. — and the mangled bodies of brave military people.
Oh, jeeze, I’m back to the Dick again… time for me to say, “Shalom.”
(Erstwhile Philosopher and former Educator Jerry Tenuto is a veteran who survived, somewhat emotionally intact, seven years in the U.S. Army. Despite a penchant for late-night revelry, he managed to earn BS and MA Degrees in Communications from Southern Illinois University at Carbondale. On advice from a therapist, he continues to bang out his weekly “Out Of The Blue” feature in The Lone Star Iconoclast — providing much-needed catharsis. Jerry is also licensed to perform marriage ceremonies in 45 states.)
