The prisoner was tortured, tormented, and even decided to stay in jail to be with his men… even though he was given the option to leave by his captors. Was that just an excuse? Was he: like too many prisoners of war, beginning to feel sympathy for his captors? Once upon a time Scribe would have questioned that suggestion, but as of late it seems like maybe the prisoner has been where he is now in life before.
Eventually he left that prison, though it never left him. Eventually he felt the anger, the horror of what had happened to him. He worked his way up to a very important position in society so maybe he might speak for those who had been brutalized like himself.
An evil cabal started their own campaign against the prisoner. They lied about him. They convinced millions that he had cracked under the pressure when he was but a captive. They made sure the bigots, the ignorant, the gullible hated him for a child that was not his; a child he had shown mercy and compassion towards… for to the cabal copmpassion was viewed as weakness: never to be rewarded. They slapped him around again, and again, and again, and again. They beat him down. They humilated him. They thrashed him with their words much like a master whips a slave who dares to show even a smidgen of independence.
If one reads 1984, one understands that Big Brother’s goal is to make sure you become like a robot unto the cause, and that you’re willing to have others tormented as you have been. Then they let you loose: a weapon no longer able to slightly understand that those who you have finally set you “free” are the true enemy: the evil beyond comprehension that must be eliminated. Instead, you become much like the planes that flew into the towers, the bombs that dropped on Hiroshima… just a machine willing to do the master’s bidding.
Thus began the 2008 candidacy of John McCain.
May God, the Great Pumpkin, or whatever; whomever you worship… or not… have mercy on us.
Scribe, I’ve watched Big Mac on C-Span, muddling his way through a speech. The man is, as the saying goes, crawling with neurotic tics, just like Captain Queeg — the rapid eye-blinking, the hand-wringing, the inappropriate jokes that often fall flat, the ‘bomb-bomb-bomb-bomb-bomb-Iran,’ the hunched prowling back and forth as he talks, without making eye contact with his audience.
If you listen closely to what he proposes in his speeches, it’s basically Magical Thinking of the first order: continue to cut taxes for the wealthy — sure, it hasn’t worked yet, but maybe in a couple of decades it’ll all turn out fine! Let’s keep following Bush and Petraeus down the Primrose Path of Failure in Iraq and call it successful, even though every bulletin out of Baghdad says it isn’t. (McCain actually said: “I don’t care what anybody says, the surge is working!” That ‘anybody’ would include the US Intel community and the Iraqis, I’d guess.) He doesn’t like torture, but he signs bills allowing torture. He’s against bailing out homeowners who made a mistake, but has no qualms about using our money to save Bear Stearns and their rich investors. As the months go on, I really want to hear him try to sell this cruel gruel to the voters, even with the media bussing up to his rear end at his Sedona barbeques.
BTW, he also promises to get rid of earmarks without acknowledging what any US Senator should know: the President doesn’t have the power to get rid of earmarks — that’s entirely the province of Congress. He can only veto bills that contain earmarks, which means he’ll be vetoing every piece of legislation that passes his desk, since they all contain earmarks. It might be great to have government at a standstill for awhile, but eventually a budget must be passed so that seniors can get their SS checks and the troops can get VA treatment.
His campaign has been protecting his medical records, openly available in 2000, as if they were the Ark of the Covenant, and he won’t release his tax returns. This leads me to believe there is not only something suspect in his general health, but his taxes may reveal income from unsavory sources. Also, his raging temper tantrums are legendary in Washington. Do we really need a president with a hair-trigger temper?
This adds up to a portrait of an aged shaky neurotic spouting empty GOP platitudes that have led to failure and economic collapse, a possibly seriously ill man not fit to be president, and I think this will become obvious in debate with the Dem candidate, if nature doesn’t intercede first to compel his retirement.
Here’s a question: If McCain is forced to retire from the campaign trail next September, who takes his place as the Republican nominee? Huckabee? Romney?
That is assuming he’s all there. Scribe thinks; as bad as he may or may not have been broken in Nam… he’s now even more of a broken man. If so, and he lands on the despotic throne left by Saint Junior: the broken who now serve their master tend to make the master almost seem kind when they punish those who dare to differ.
There’s a lot to fear from such a ruler who is a mere pawn of those who broke him and then helped thrust him into a position of power.
Did you hear about the Arizona football stadium fiasco? Sen. Straight Talk made sure the funds were available to get the place built (remniscent of the Baseball Bonehead in Arlington, Texas), and then wife Cindy’s company got the exclusive rights to sell beer there which netted her $50 million from Budweiser. A sweet hustle for the McCain family. :em72:
Gee, and he just discovered he was a little ‘late’ in praising Martin Luther King while some poor black sap held an umbrella over the Massah’s head. Why wasn’t the guy wearing pastel-colored livery with gold braid?
I don’t think this goofball has a chance of winning in 2008, but, then, I was wrong in 2000 and 2004. Time to stock up on canned food and gold bars.
Scribe did miss that one. Don’t think for a moment he was shocked though. More like: “figures.” Or shocked that a member of what the KKK would at best consider “the slave class” helped keep Massah Drone on and on Man dry.
El Monotone Man, or Goofball if you wish, will win if the machines fix it and/or this pissing match implodes our chances. Right now it’s a bit like being inside: no racial slur intended, a black hole. While seemingly being squeezed to death it’s a little hard to imagine life outside once one escapes. The best we can do is survive the journey with as little ill-will as possible. That doesn’t seem to be the path many supporters and candidates, or candidate if you blame just one, are choosing. But it is what it is: screaming at one to quit or moaning about how unelectable the other might be does far worse than nothing.
(Note: while no racial slur was intended there sure could be a lot of… DAMN IT IT’S HARD TO AVOID… off “color” jokes, couldn’t there? Scribe is trying to avoid them. Trying. NOT succeeding. But even if there were intent, Scribe would “intend” to target Whitey… they deserve it more after so many years of tossing dung at others any time they try to gain a modicum of equality.)
Might want to stock up any way. Junior’s Dad and Saint Ron screwed the economy somewhat: but nothing like the depths of Hell YOS feels we are already entering. They’re just doing everything they can to mask it so they can blame the sucker who climbs up into the saddle after Junior’s finally finish using it for a toilet: day after day, for eight ^%$#@! long years.
Well, what chance does Obama have against McCain, now that it’s been revealed he drinks orange juice in diners (does it mean he thinks O.J. DIDN’T do it?), bowls a 37 (and he’s — sinister alert! — left-handed!), and doesn’t care about the votes of small-town bumpkins who retreat into religious crackpottery (‘You break it, you own it!’) and Smith & Wesson worship when the economy turns sour.
These Rural Rooters obviously want a man who’ll send their kids off to die in the Middle East in endless dumb wars and steal what little they have left to guarantee permanent tax cuts to the Republican Senator from Arizona and his $100 million-dollar wife and their country club pals. Hey, but at least he’s not a lib’rul elitist surrender-vendor like Obama! Proudly wave that American flag that’s made in China until you don’t have a house to wave it from! Damn the Constitution, full speed ahead!