More Political Crap

Okay, I know I said that I'm sick of politics. I'm sick of Obama being portrayed as The Savior. I'm sick of hearing about Sarah Palin as a lunatic.

While it may sound odd coming from me, I'm also sick of everyone blaming the current economic crisis on Dubya. I remember something from my high school government class that only surfaced from memory just recently: economic problems in the nation typically begin with the administration that came before. Now, aside from the ominous feeling I get for the next four to twelve years (considering the blunders made by the current commander-in-chief), that makes me look back on Mr. Clinton's administration and wonder what he did to help along the financial collapse of America.

I stumbled on this video that helps explain what happened. Do yourself a favor and ignore the blatant McCain campaigning at the end; you only need to pay attention until the 8:53 mark. After that, you can just shut it off. Also keep your finger on the pause button since this goes pretty fast.

I haven't done much research to confirm or deny the veracity of the video, but it does make one think. And I'm thinking we're all pretty much f*cked.

Reruns

Dug this one up from another site where I post crap.

Finished off Hey Rube last night. One of the things that sticks in my mind is how Thompson (like every other American with liberal leanings) would have bet that Dubya would be out after one term. Considering the mess he made of the country in as little as three years, it's a bet no one would have taken. How wrong the Doc was. Never mind the man backstage pulling strings...

My conclusion is that The Man Behind The Curtain is really a Field Trauma Specialist, and he's armed with 5,000 metric tons of Bandaids. That's the only thing keeping this administration going.

But let's forget his ineptness in office for a minute and consider that if you were throwing a 5-keg party, you'd probably invite him. Not only would he come, he'd have another five kegs in the back of his pickup. He'd be the first to do a keg stand, the one telling all the racy jokes, the first to volunteer his own wallet to keep the party going, and the last to pass out. This is a discussion I've had with some of the poets: while we hate what has happened to our country, we'd actually like to sit down and chat with the man.

Why? Because he's a barrel of laughs. A party animal. The All-American Idiot Frat Boy armed with more booze than Common Sense. He was always the life of the Party. It's part of why he won... his charisma (and crooked voting machines, but that's a topic that has been beaten into the ground).

Face it: Gore could have been replaced by a robot and no one would have noticed, and Kerry looked like he was dug up and stitched back together. One will put you to sleep and the other makes children cry when he smiles. No charisma, no Oval Office. Slick Willie Clinton would have wiped the floor with Bush based on charisma alone (what the hell, he did that to Bush Sr., why not get the son too?), even after the Lewinsky scandal, assuming they were running against each other.

That's my rant for the day: next Presidential Primary, vote for the guy with charisma in the party of your choice. Never run a dullard, even when the incumbent is a total failure.

-Originally written September 27th, 2006.