Future of Mankind to Barack: "Let's get serious now man, my life is on the line."

September 11, 2008
EEPCAL den, late night, tired and watching TV, this has nothing to do with today's date

cjh
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Widely observed is the global devastation that lies in the wake of our current President. This man has brought the world to its knees by nearly every measure of health, wealth, peace and progress we have. Even so, sometime during year five or so of his shit reign, probably as part of our coping post-Neglection '04, we The People (via the media and vice versa) made a shift in our perception of "GEORGE W. BUSH" from that of hapless, arrogant, dimwitted player in a crooked game, to that of cartoonishly idiotic, impossibly ignorant, embarrassingly unaware pawn in a fundamentally evil game. With that shift came laughter, and that laughter held our hands and numbed our brains and carried us through these last few years. In short, we went dormant, and we put Loony Tunes on a loop, and we pretended that our President was Elmer Fudd.

And we're lucky, and it looks like he and his string pullers haven't had enough time to deliver the death blow, and it looks like we have an opportunity to protract our extinction by another couple decades.

BUT WE NEED TO PLAY THIS GAME.

Obama, kind hero, please step away from the podium, quit with the coolly delivered facts, quit with trying to make us all feel better, and knuckle up for a beat down. Our enemy has hired the same old dream team, and that crew spins The People like cotton candy on their fat little fingers. Remember we thought the last two were surprises. Remember these are the guys who can explain very clearly to us that the sky is, in fact, not blue on a sunny day, not gray on a rainy day, not black at night. The sky's white, they say. And if you say it's not, you're wrong, and gay.

More to come, but posting for now...

cjh
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