By Capt. Fogg
There's something infuriating about those election year robo-calls.
For me, it's because of the feeling of helplessness. You can always
interrupt a human or even a sub-human caller, or if one has fallen into
an incoherent, blubbering rage, can hope for some small effect by
slamming down the phone on someone whining obscene untruths in your ear.
I had just finished an annoying conversation with my mechanic yesterday about being in line for a
very
expensive marine engine repair and before I could stand up, go outside
and scream at the top of my lungs, the phone rang again. I normally
screen my calls because the majority of them are from people I've never
heard of trying to sell me everything from Viagra to mortgage scams, but
this time I didn't look at the caller ID. I just picked it up.
Before I could issue a surly "hello" I was blasted by a wild and frenzied voice demanding that I make "an
emergency contribution to help Romney fight Obama's
disastrous
policies." Well, of course it was a recording and no human was
offended by my returning the handset to its cradle just a bit harder
than the Chicxulub asteroid impact, but the real pain was not so much
that I couldn't vent my rage but rather that there was no possibility of
asking the paid actor just what those "policies" might be.
Doesn't it seem that the reference is always to
unspecified
policies? Why would that be but to harness the inchoate rage of the
Teabastards while allowing them to preserve the illusion that that rage
had anything to do with President Obama and his policies -- and not his
ancestry. Perhaps it's no different than the constant reference to
"liberals" rather than to people who are opposed to the various scams
and handouts and outrageous intrusions into private life that constitute
the Republican political platforms of recent years -- things like the
war on birth control, the war on pornography, the battle against public
education (because as Rick Santorum told us, it promotes "elitism.") and
the continued persecution of people who don't wish to be bound by
religious taboos or would like to speak Spanish now and then.
Yes, I would have liked to get Mr. Roboto in a stranglehold and
demand to know why Obama is to blame for paying for Bush's war and
Bush's Medicare prescription plan and Bush's gifts to the oil cartel and
why Obama is to blame for giving a tax break to the 98% of Americans
who are not in the upper 2% of income earners rather than telling them
to eat cake and giving an extra 2% to the Koch brothers and their ill
bred ilk. I'd like to know whey that had nothing to do with the
recession that started under Bush. Really, the only "Obama Policy" of
any stature I can think of is the health care plan written by one
Willard M. Romney in conjunction with the health care industry and the
one that hasn't really gone into effect yet, nor has it been a
"disaster" to Massachusetts.
So what are these "Disastrous Obama Policies" other than paying
the bills, other than being unable to remove the Bush tax structure,
being unwilling to actually increase the policy that basically broke the
back of the economy by neglecting to pay for the Most Expensive War in
American History because the Tax Fairy would somehow bail us out by
making war profiteers even richer.
Let's face it Tea Twits and Secessionists and all you dishonest
hordes of political whores yearning for a scapegoat to excuse the way
you've been fighting to ruin life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness
in America -- repeating lies that you hear because you can't admit that
you've been wrong, because you can't admit that you don't know a damned
thing about history or economics, because you can't admit that you've
made mistakes and because you can't accept that "I've got mine and fuck
you" isn't the definition of Capitalism, Democracy or even decency --
let's face it: you applauded everything that got us here, you mocked
and persecuted everyone who warned you and you ignored the history you
should have learned from.
It's your damned fault, not "the Liberals" the Mexicans, the
people who told you that no, there were no Goddamn nukes in Iraq and no
way to build them: the people who told you that al Qaeda was a menace
when your cowboy president shut down the anti-terrorism team right
before 9/11 -- it's yours.
Who was it who told us
we hated America
when we told you slashing the upper bracket would pour a torrent of
capital into the markets and hedge funds and real estate, creating the
same bubble and bust we had in the 1920's? It was you, you smug, self
pitying, Velveeta and white bread eating, Pat and Rush and Ann cheering
sock puppets.
Time to suck it up and take responsibility. There's no way to
undo what you've done, no folksy homilies and vague generalities, no
Mighty Mitt to save the day. The debt can't be paid down by putting the
old and the sick and the young and dependent on an ice floe. You can't
fix things by "deporting" people for their political opinions like that
malignant Republican war criminal parasite Allen West suggests. We can't
"decrease the size of government by spending even more on Homeland
Security the largest Federal Agency ever or by building more carriers
and bombers to counter the defunct Soviet Union. We can't raise taxes
enough to do it. We're going to see inflation - lots of it, at least
those of us who can't hide billions offshore like our corporate citizens
do, like our Republican supporters and candidates do. We're going to
see enough devaluation that foreign countries can hire our non-union, no
minimum wage serfs for less than they hire Chinese peasants to work in
sweat shops until your grandchildren and your great grandchildren curse
your memory, dig up your miserable bones and grind them for fertilizer.
Many more interpretations at the last two links. 
