God, fucking, dog-shit dammit, I'm pissed. Maybe I should just ask one of my students if I can borrow their gun and go shoot some of the teachers that told me today, they would be voting AGAINST measures 66 and 67. This is how terrorism begins: a young man with arms, no future, and a reason to hate. Wholesale slaughter actually sounds pretty good right now...
(Just so the Republicans understand, the above is an example of satire, and sarcasm, since you fucking idiots like to take everything literally--I hope you've never eaten shellfish, coveted anyone but your spouse, and don't own any miniature statues, or you are going straight to hell fuckwads)
Look, the fact is, if Oregonians don't pass measures 66 and 67, they are probably going to have to cut sports, music, number of days in the school year, oh, yeah, and some teachers will probably lose their jobs too. It will be interesting to see if everyone supports education as much as they say they do, or if they are going to be convinced once again to vote against their best interests in exchange for another pile of ideological bullshit...
Meanwhile, the Senate is stalling on healthcare because one lone asshole, Joe Lieberman, is blocking passage of any kind of public option. In addition, the bill is going to allow the industry to keep their anti-trust exemption (this is the opposite of free market capitalism, Republican assclowns), while mandating that all Americans be forced to buy coverage from these same companies, who will continue to profit off of bad luck, sickness, misery, and death. According to David Brooks, who, like most Rapeublicans, probably jerks off to underage, gagged, little boy porn, most American's (58% quoth the molester) are currently opposed to health care reform.
Let's all say it together kiddies: "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK! FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK! FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!
The verdict in sum, is this: we live in a representative Democracy, in which our only hope of an effective government as average people is that good people get voted into office and solve the great problems we face in the 21st century. As we can clearly see now, most of those representatives are evil, greedy sons of bitches who are in all likelihood, well practiced at witch craft and supporting rings of child slavery and prostitution. In short, they are beholden not to voters, but to their corporate sponsors--Lieberman, for instance, has taken more than $1 million from the health insurance industry.
If this isn't bad enough, most average Americans are absolute fucking morons. They continually vote against their best interests, care nothing for the fellow man, are generally incapable of raising decent children, cannot, even in plain sight of fact, admit fault or flaw, and have a myopic, self-centered view on almost every single issue known to the arena of politics. Even many of the teachers that are currently working in my very building fall into this category. Pillars, supposedly of education, and yet, they lack even the common sense to vote for a ballot measure that sustains the jobs of themselves and their co-workers. Unfuckingbelievable. Gun please.
I'm done writing this blog for now...no amount of truth seems to make a difference, Obama is a complete failure, and it is inevitable that our country is going to slip further and further toward being a third world nation, becuase our people are too fucking stupid to stop it, and our politicians are a bunch of selfish fucking jerks. I'll leave you with this (the twilight kingdom part is by T.S. Eliot):
Wheels
Tarnished dreams,
A man rides by, smoking on a bicycle
in the morning,
smokestack engines and auto exhaust, and
wheels, wheels, wheels.
Warnings on the radio:
How to diaper your baby, how to save money,
How to keep your lawn green, how to avoid bankruptcy,
How to accept the creeping sickness crawling across the chasms and cracks of our country,
in this
twilight kingdom.
See,
see the white trash divas, ebony queens, and the chula princesses are
waiving their arms in the air:
like a metronome,
knowing no reason, but that motion was set to it,
and all this while—
the suburban bebe’s wake up in Ralph Lauren dreams,
and everything matches.
Aristocratic robotics, complete with moving arms and
genital wheels,
wheels, wheels, wheels,
Keep me moving on to the next passage, the next tomorrow,
where static reigns and somehow,
somehow,
everything’s better
in this
twilight kingdom.
Outside the man on the bicycle finds a bomb in his jacket,
His hands trembling
unfolds and reads the fine print:
8 year old girls enter beauty pageants, and—
the Christians are at it again, back to their Old Ways, and—
inside the classrooms, entranced children spit prophecy and nonsense,
and roll around with bugs in their heads,
and wheels,
wheels,
wheels.
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