Some weeks back, I was checking out this article on Associated Press about skyrocketing home foreclosure rates in Los Angeles and the equally skyrocketing number of people forced to live in their cars…
I couldn’t help wondering what the cops and city councils in L.A. and other cities plan on doing when the number of foreclosed and unemployed living in their cars starts to equal the number of people who still have houses or apartments. Will the pissed-off suburbanoids who still have their houses still complain when they start seeing ex-neighbors or ex-coworkers among the homeless “trash” living in their cars?
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Oh, alright, then, all you Democratic apparatchiks, all you media jabberers, you Liberal whiners — you’re right; there is one important difference between the Repugnicans and the Donkeycrats, and I’ll spell it out quite elegantly for you all right here:
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So, I wake up early one morning recently; as usual, my wife’s already awake and has MSNBC’s “Morning Joe” babbling on the TV. In the thinning fog of my fading Rapid Eye Movement state I hear Barack Obama telling us how he plans to continue upholding the corporate/military agenda, after which I can just make out some unhinged rightist nutcake denouncing John McCain for being too Liberal. A gaggle of pundits ranging from tepid centrist to shrieking fascist have a bitching, shouting argument over who’ll do the best job of bombing and torturing for the next four years. One pundit calls McCain a closet Liberal, another calls Obama a Socialist, and I think: jeezus, it’s too goddamn’ early for this shit. It’s only 7am, and my brain is already hurting.
Then, I realize that this has been going on for over a year and will continue until November, and I think, “oh, Jeezus, no. Please. Somebody, stop this goddamn’ torture. Somebody make it stop. Somebody, anybody — make…it…STOP…!”
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Remember Our MIAs!
And so, another year has gone, and it’s fitting, I think, for us to remember The Missing, the MIAs. At every challenge to the Constitution and Liberty, The Missing were…MIA. When the time came to stand and fight for what was right, the MIAs were Missing, but not forgotten. Even today, with Freedom on attack from all sides, you can count on The Missing to be…MIAs. So, now, let us pause and Remember The Missing.
Indeed, remember the MIAs, so that they may never be forgotten, especially for those of you planning on participating in the next “election” — if they think they “don’t have the votes” now, just wait until next November. That’s right, November, ten months away — ten…long…MONTHS.
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