Tags: Afghanistan, Barack Obama, Goldman Sachs, Michael Moore, Mitt Romney, Oval Office, Tuesday, vote, Wall Street
Letter to a Non-Voter …from Michael Moore
Sunday, November 4th, 2012
To my friend who is not voting on Tuesday:
I get it – and I don’t blame you. You’re fed up and you could care less whether Tweedledee or Tweedledumber wins on Tuesday – because on Wednesday, your life will be the same, unchanged, regardless who is president. Your mortgage will still be underwater. You will still owe $50,000 on your student loan. Your son will still be in Afghanistan. Your daughter will still be working two jobs to make ends meet. And gas will still be at $4.
Four years ago you gave in and voted – and you voted for Obama. You wanted to believe he would go after the Wall Street crooks who crashed the economy – but instead the banks that were “too big to fail” four years ago are now even bigger and more dangerous. You thought there’d be universal health care – but the new law only went so far (with most of it not taking effect until 2014). You were tired of war and homeland security measures that violated our civil liberties – but we’re still in Afghanistan, we’re sending in drones to Pakistan and basic constitutional rights to privacy and a fair trial have been ignored. And you thought you’d have a middle-class, good-paying job like your dad had – but you didn’t know that Goldman Sachs was Obama’s #1 private campaign donor in 2008, and well, he was beholden to corporate America in more ways we cared to think about.
So, I get it why you’ve had it with all these politicians and elections. In the end, it doesn’t really seem to be our country any more. It’s run by those who can buy the most politicians to do their bidding. Our schools are made a low priority and women are still having to fight for just the basic human rights we thought they already had.
So, it’s hard for me to ask you for this very personal favor. It’s OK if you say “no,” but I’m hoping you don’t.
I cannot believe it is possible that, after a group of rich plutocrats wrecked the economy, threw people out of work and stole our future, we may actually hand the keys to our country over to…a rich Republican plutocrat who made millions by throwing people out of work! This is insane, and despite all the legitimate criticisms of Obama, he is nothing like the tsunami of hate and corporate thievery that will take place if Mitt Romney is president. As bad as it feels now, it will only get worse. I need your help to stop this.
I can’t promise you that your life will get better, easier under Barack Obama. I do think he cares and I know for sure that if the other guy is sitting in the Oval Office, I can guarantee you that not only will your life not get better, it will get much, much worse. Don’t take my word for it. Just ask your parents what life was like before a 30-year pillage by the Republicans of the middle class. Your parents bought a house and eventually owned it outright. They weren’t in debt. College was free. They bought a new car every 3 or 4 years. They took vacations and were home for dinner by 5 or 6 PM. They had a savings account in the bank. They didn’t live in fear of not knowing if they’d even have a job next year.
That’s all gone. I don’t know if we can get it back, but I do know that Mr. Romney would love the chance to complete the final elimination of the middle class and the American Dream.
He must be stopped. Take 20 minutes on Tuesday and go vote. If you don’t want to do it for your country, then do it for me! It’s the only favor I’ll ever ask of you.
Thanks for taking the time to read this. I know that you care, and care deeply, about your future and your kids’ future. You have every right to be cynical about all this. And you hold the power to stop the bastards who plan on squeezing every last dime out of you that they can. Take a stand. And make a statement to those who are hoping against hope that you’ll stay home on Tuesday. Your presence at the polls is what they fear most.
Go scare the s**t out of them! For me.
Tags: Barack Obama, birthers, Donald Trump, Donald Trump's hair, Mitt Romney
To Donald Trump: I will donate one million dollars to the charity of your choice if I may be allowed to pull whatever that thing on your head is to determine whether or not it is real hair and that you are not an alien from outer space. You have until midnight of November 2 to accept my challenge.
To Mitt Romney: You smile and tell us of great things you will do for this country, and I can’t help thinking I wouldn’t buy a used car from you. I must admit, some of what you say sounds great…BUT, I don’t believe you. Just like that line from an old song, “Your story’s touching, but it sounds like a lie.” Mitt, you tell us you know how to create jobs and you know how to fix the economy, but you’ve yet to outline how you intend to accomplish these things you supposedly know. With so much hot air, I’m surprised your feet stay on the ground. Does your magic mormon (deliberately not capitalized) underwear have pockets for lead weights?
Tags: 2012 Presidential election, Barack Obama, racism
Obama hates white people. His plan is payback, to stick it to the white man. This is an outrageously stupid remark that I’ve heard and overheard ad nauseam, though not always in these exact words. Not that stupidity is anything new, it’s always been with us, but has become en vogue since the Bush
regime administration. Obama has been in office for several years now and this statement is based on what…the large numbers of black people who have gotten obscenely rich since he took office? Add this one to others, including, Obama is: a socialist, a Muslim, not a native-born American…
The last time I heard this sentiment was in a conversation with a
blow-hard man, about the state of the economy. According to news reports we are in danger of entering another recession, which is surprising, to me, because I, like many Americans, didn’t realize the last one ended. I must have nodded off for the few moments of economic recovery. I use the word conversation loosely, because quite frankly, the guy was more talking at me than with me. And since he was kind of boring the crap out of me I was aware of what he was saying but my overactive brain was busily doing other things. I didn’t respond (except in my head) or allow myself to be engaged because that would have only prolonged the agony. To engage would be futile, because people who hold these opinions are convinced of their positions and there is no room for rational discourse.
Obama is many things, but I sincerely doubt racist is among them. Though he is known as our first black president, he is technically our first non-white president. Obama is not black. He is the product of one white parent and one black parent, so he is neither and he is both; he is other. America has a nasty habit of pigeonholing those who are part white as belonging to the race of whatever the non-white part happens to be, no matter how small the percentage of non-whiteness. Racism isn’t dead, as many claim, it isn’t even sick; in fact I think it’s rallying for a huge comeback. Note to white people: In case you haven’t noticed you’re not the large majority you once were; open your eyes and look around.
As we’re gearing up for the next presidential election I’m thinking that as in past elections I will likely find myself voting against a candidate than for one. I honestly don’t have the stomach to follow the candidates or even vote anymore. But I feel I should at least do my part in attempt to keep wing-nuts like Bachmann, Perry, Palin, or any others that may slither from under their crazy rocks, out of the White House and from plunging us back into the dark ages.
I envision a country with any of the aforementioned crazies at the helm. The White House has a cross over the entrance and looks more like a tel-evangelical church than a presidential mansion. The Library of Congress has only bibles and other religious materials with an entire wing devoted to intelligent design. Preceding the revamping of the Congressional Library will have been a festive tea party featuring a huge bonfire where all science books have been burned. And all non-christians will be required to join with atheists in Pastor Mike’s registry.
- Congress is the problem, says Obama (thehill.com)
- Will Obama’s jobs speech silence his black critics? (thegrio.com)
- Bigotry Does NOT Come in a Bottle! (honjii.com)
- Is Obama a Muslim? (honjii.com)
Tags: Barack Obama, campaign promises, David Cameron, history, Mitt Romney, President, republican, Rude Pundit, United States
From the Rude Pundit regarding Barack Obama and so relatable on a personal level. You may get a kick out of it whether you agree or disagree with Rude’s opinions.
A “Dear Barack” Letter:
We’ve had some good times over the last few years. Hell, 2008 was one of the most hopeful times in my life. Remember all those rallies and adoring crowds? God, it was wild. I didn’t think I could keep up with you; you were so intense, so passionate. But once we started living together, things changed.
Sure, sure, you brought me flowers, you told me how much you cared, and you moved me in ways that I never thought I’d be moved. You can still do that to this day. But isn’t that the way it is with our lovers? There’s always going to parts of them that we miss. That just shows that you meant something, and that you still do. But I need to do this for the sake of my sanity, my self-esteem.
If you care to know why, let me explain. You started to take me for granted. Almost immediately your eye started to wander. When we’d go out, I’d always think, “I’ll be he’s looking over there at that table to the right.” You told me not to worry about it. You said that I was still your heart and soul.
You made promises you never kept, Barack. And it’s not as if you ever apologized for breaking them. You’d say that we would climb mountains together, but you decided that you’d rather go hunting. “In the future, we’ll climb mountains, don’t worry,” you told me. “We can’t afford it right now.” But somehow, you always found the money for other things. Even the ones you kept were somehow diminished. You said we would build a house. Instead, you got us a trailer. You told me to be happy with a trailer. You took the things I cared about and you said you cared, too. Then you either cast them aside or did the bare minimum to show you cared.
Even now, you’re still making promises, as if you still believe they can come true. They can’t. Not unless you change. Not unless you’re willing to fight for us. But I don’t think you can. I don’t think that’s who you are.
I got into this relationship without any illusions about who you were. I never listened when others told me that you were perfect. I never listened when some told me you weren’t worth my time. I got together with you because I believed in us. You and me. Somewhere along the way, you stopped caring. Somewhere along the line, you started believing in others more than you believed in me.
I loved you as a smart, principled man. I worked at this relationship. Even when we fought, I still sought out the good in you. Now, finally, after watching you have affair after affair, saying each time that it was just a one-time thing, I have to allow myself to feel bitter and angry and more than a little foolish. And I have to do that by myself.
I’m sure many of my friends will be upset. “What are you going to do now?” they’ll say. “You’re not going to date Mitt or Michele, are you?” What that implies is that I should settle, that I should compromise myself and my dreams just to keep us together. No one deserves that kind of power. And they never considered a third option between staying with you and being with someone else. They never considered that I could just be alone.
So this is a separation, and I’m sure you’ll be dating again quickly. But I need a break. I need to remember why I loved you. I need to miss you. I need to see if I miss you. Sure, sure, you’ll say, I’m being a drama queen, that nothing has changed, that I don’t live in the real world, that everything you’ve done has been for me, that I just don’t understand what it’s like to live with the pressure that you have. No, but I have to live with the results of what you do. And after you’re done, in 2013 or 2017, you’ll still be a rich moderate conservative and I’ll still be a middle-class liberal trying his best to clean up all the messes.I’m gonna pack up my stuff and head out now. I wish you well, truly, for everyone’s sake. But I think if there’s anything you can take away from this, it’s simple:
It’s not me. It’s you.
The Rude Pundit
- Stupid optimism (brobrubel.wordpress.com)
- Devil Take the Hindmost As Public Policy: Thoughts on Joblessness and Need [Mike the Mad Biologist] (scienceblogs.com)
- Quote of the Day: What Barack Obama Forgot About Change (themoderatevoice.com)
Tags: Barack Obama, Bush tax cuts, Congressional Budget Office, Republicans, Robin Hood, Tax, Tax cut, Taxation, United States, Washington D.C.
I think we all know the story of Robin Hood: the guy who wore green tights, lived in the forest with his band of merry men, robbed from the rich and gave to the poor. Somewhere along the way that whole concept got mixed up and what we are faced with now is rich hoods robbing the poor. Yesterday I posted an article by Mark Karlin, of The Buzzflash Blog, about the puppet masters who pull the strings of our elected marionettes.
America is the land of opportunity. If you have enough money you can buy anything, including power, packaged neatly as an elected official. The richer you are the higher the office you can buy. If you are that rich, it might be worth remembering that it was most likely the people of U.S., and our consumer driven culture, who made your lavish life possible. Yet here we are in the big ship of state, sinking in a turbulent sea of debt, and your solution: throw the poor, the elderly, and the disabled overboard rather than be taxed and/or contribute to the country that made you wealthy. I have just two words for you, but since this is a pg rated blog I am not going to print them, but they rhyme with buck moo.
I understand there are exceptions, and every one among the uber rich isn’t a greedy bastard who can never have enough money, power or influence; but there seems to be no shortage of the aforementioned. You are so terrified by the prospect of the expiration of the Bush tax cuts that you would rather see the country take from those who can least afford it, see people go without food, shelter, or medical care, than pay what, to you, is a drop in the bucket. Again, buck moo.
You keep telling us you need those tax cuts in order to create jobs. I’ve asked this before and I’ll ask it again. You’ve enjoyed those tax cuts for some time now and just where are all those those jobs you promised to create? I guess you never really came out and said you were going to create American jobs, now did you? Our bad; when will we ever learn to be more specific in how we word things.
I just had a thought. One way to reduce government spending would be to eliminate the IRS and just have the common folk send their money directly to the greedy bastards.
This morning I was listening to the Diane Rehm show on NPR. One of her guests was Ron Elving, the senior Washington editor for NPR news who was of the opinion that had the Bush tax cuts expired earlier the country would not be faced with the huge deficit and we wouldn’t be as far up that nasty creek without a paddle as we now find ourselves. He urged people to call our representatives and let our wishes be known because those people (the representatives) want to do the best for their constituents. I think that is a load of that creek water I just mentioned.
Do we (the regular people without piles of money) really have representatives? Sadly, with a few exceptions, I think the answer is no. I don’t, for a minute, believe that most of the people on the hill are there because they give a rat’s ass about we, the people. I believe they are there because they wanted a cushy, prestigious career, loaded with perks (like being bought and paid for by those rich guys I mentioned earlier).
I think many Americans are so fed up they would hold demonstrations in Washington, but no one can afford the travel expenses. I think we should, en masse, take our cues from our great leaders and contact our creditors and tell them that unless they raise our credit lines by September 30, we are all going to default on everything we owe to everyone. That would bring the economy to its knees in no time flat, so we now have leverage to play like the big boys and insist on a government bailout. After all isn’t our collective credit rating as important to us as the triple A rating is to our government?
The way I see it we have two separate issues. One is how the government is funded and by whom, and the other is how the funds are spent. As it stands now both systems are broken; it is as if our country is a big game of monopoly being played by a bunch of drunken monkeys. The party’s over. I’m not privy to all of our spending, but in my little world I see so much waste I can only imagine that is just a representative sample of the big picture.
We’ve been in this recession, that feels more like a depression, for a very long time and I don’t see an end in sight. A big contributor to our current situation was the mortgage debacle and the subsequent real estate bubble that popped. Japan experienced a similar real estate bubble burst and a decade later is still in a recession. That does not bode well for any of us.
Most of the world economies seem to be in dire straits these days. My solution. We zero everything out, wipe the slate clean, and start over.
- Getting rid of Bush tax cuts … won’t happen (dailykos.com)
- Joshua Aron: DailyRobinHood: A New Kind of Social Network (huffingtonpost.com)
Tags: Barack Obama, Iraq War, Michael Moore, Navy SEALs, Osama bin Laden, Osama BinLaden, Timothy McVeigh, United State, United States Navy SEALs
An email from Michael Moore Thursday, May 12, 2011 8:19 AM is definitely worth reading. Moore makes some very good points.
Some Final Thoughts on the Death of Osama bin Laden …a letter from Michael Moore
“The Nazis killed tens of MILLIONS. They got a trial. Why? Because we’re not like them. We’re Americans. We roll different.” – Michael Moore in an interview last week
Thursday, May 12th, 2011
Last week, President Obama fulfilled a campaign promise and killed Osama bin Laden. Well he didn’t actually do the killing himself. It was carried out by a very brave and excellent team of Navy SEALs. Not only does Mr. Obama have the overwhelming support of the country, I think there are millions who gladly wish it could have been their finger on the gun that took out bin Laden.
When I heard the news a week ago Sunday, I immediately felt great. I felt relief. I thought of those who lost a loved one on 9/11. And I was glad we finally had a President who got something done. This is what I had to say on Twitter and elsewhere on the internet in that first hour or two:
I want to point out that Barack Obama took two years to do what Bush couldn’t do in over seven. That’s the difference between STUPID in charge and SMART in charge. STUPID pursues two reckless wars, lets OBL escape from Tora Bora, keeps looking for him in caves and invades the wrong country. He bankrupts us to the tune of $1.2 trillion for the Iraq War (it will eventually actually be over $3 trillion), and worse, he cost us the lives of almost 5,000 of our troops, not to mention hundreds of thousands of civilian deaths in Iraq and Afghanistan – and, after all that, he STILL couldn’t bring the perp to justice. In fact, in 2005, Bush closed down the CIA station that was devoted to looking for bin Laden! What does SMART do? He sends in a small elite strike force, no troops are killed, and the perpetrator is stopped for good.
I was thrilled that the Osama bin Laden era was over. There was now an end to the madness.
Being near Ground Zero that night, I decided to head over there and join with others who saw this event as a chance to have some closure. On 9/11, Bill Weems, a good and decent man I knew and worked with (we had just recently completed a shoot together in Boston), was on the plane that was flown into the Twin Towers. I dedicated ‘Fahrenheit 9/11,’ in part, to him.
But before leaving to go to the former World Trade Center site, I turned on the TV, and what I saw down at Ground Zero was not quiet relief and gratification that the culprit had been caught. Rather, I witnessed a frat boy-style party going on, complete with the shaking and spraying of champagne bottles over the crowd. I can completely understand people wanting to celebrate – like I said, I, too, was happy – but something didn’t feel right. It’s one thing to be happy that a criminal has been captured and dealt with. It’s another thing to throw a kegger celebrating his death at the site where the remains of his victims are still occasionally found. Is that who we are? Is that what Jesus would do? Is that what Jefferson would do? I was reminded of the tale told to me as a kid, of God’s angels singing with glee as the Red Sea came crashing back down on the Egyptians chasing the Israelites, drowning all of them. God rebuked them, saying, “The work of My hands is drowning in that sea – and you want to friggin’ sing?” (or something like that).
I remember my parents telling me how, on the day it was announced that Hitler was dead, there was no rejoicing in the streets, just private relief and satisfaction. The real celebration came six days later at the announcement that the war in Europe was over. THAT’S what the people wanted to hear – not just the demise of one evil madman, but the end to all the killing.
When the atom bomb was dropped on Hiroshima, people didn’t pour into the streets to whoop it up. Yes, people were happy that it might help end the war, but there was not a public display of “Yippee! A hundred thousand Japs have been fried!” If they had done that, well, who could have blamed them after so many tens of thousands of their sons and fathers had been lost in the war (including my uncle, a paratrooper, killed by a sniper near Manila). But the sailor kissing the girl in Times Square was on August 14th, 1945, when the Japanese surrendered and the war was officially over. That’s when America went crazy with joy – not over a killing, but over an announcement of peace.
We are a different people now, aren’t we? Well, sorta. There was no bloodlust euphoria on the day Timothy McVeigh was executed. We were silent. The families of the Oklahoma City dead were silent, relieved. What is the difference between McVeigh and bin Laden, other than the number they slaughtered? I wonder. I think we know the answer.
Though bin Laden is dead, we are told that Orwell’s Permanent War – the “War on Terror” – must continue! Not allowed to have our V-J day and run into Times Square with exhilaration! No, there could be terrorists there. So all we’re left with is to cheer the death of one evil man, and that is supposed to make us feel powerful and good. There can be no celebration for the end of the Afghanistan War because the war isn’t ending. The war must continue! Even though our own CIA tells us there are no more than a few dozen al Qaeda left in Afghanistan. We still have 100,000 troops there fighting a few dozen crazies? We say we’re fighting the Taliban, too, but the Taliban are Afghan citizens, not an invading force, and, for better or worse, they seem to enjoy the support of many of the common people throughout Afghanistan. (If you don’t believe that, ask any soldier who has served there and seen it. Every day is like ‘Apocalypse Now.’ Poppies, anyone?)
Meanwhile, we – me, included – get lost in the weeds of how this one madman was killed. The official story from the Pentagon changed four times in the first four days! It went from OBL firing on the troops with one hand and using his wife as a human shield with the other, to, by the fourth day, not single person in the main house, including bin Laden, being armed when killed. Instantly, this created a lot of suspicion about what really happened, which itself was a distraction.
Here’s my take: I know a number of Navy SEALs. In fact (and this is something I don’t like to talk about publicly, for all the obvious reasons), I hire only ex-SEALs and ex-Special Forces guys to handle my own security (I’ll let you pause a moment to appreciate that irony). These SEALs are trained to follow orders. I don’t know what their orders were that night in Abbottabad, but it certainly looks like a job (and this is backed up in a piece in the Atlantic) where they were told to not bring bin Laden back alive. The SEALs are pros at what they do and they instantly took out every adult male (every potential threat) within a few minutes – but they also took care to not harm a single one of the nine children who were present. Pretty amazing. This wasn’t some Rambo-style operation where they just went in guns blazing, spraying bullets. They acted swiftly and with expert precision. I’m telling you, these guys are so smart and so lethal, they could take you out with a piece of dental floss. (And in fact, one of my ex-SEAL guys showed me how to do that one night. Whoa.)
In a perfect world (yes, I would like to reside there someday, or at least next door to it, in Slightly Imperfect World), I would like the evildoers to be forced to stand trial in front of that world. I know a lot of people see no need for a trial for these bad guys (just hang ’em from the nearest tree!), and think trials are for sissies. “They’re guilty, off with their heads!” Well, you see, that is the exact description of the Taliban/al Qaeda/Nazi justice system. I don’t like their system. I like ours. And I don’t want to be like them. In fact, the reason I like a good trial is that I like to show these bastards this is how it’s done in a free country that believes in civilized justice. It’s good for the rest of the world to see that, too. Sets a good example.
The other thing a trial does is, it establishes a very public and permanent historic record of the crimes against humanity. This is why we put the Nazis on trial in Nuremberg. We didn’t do it for them. We did it for ourselves and for our grandchildren so that they would never forget these horrors and how they were committed. And we did it for the German people so they could see the evidence of what their elected leaders had done. Very helpful. Very necessary. Very powerful.
And for those who wanted blood back then – well, the majority of the Nazis all hanged in the end. So, it doesn’t mean the bad guys get away – they still swing from the highest tree.
My own spiritual beliefs do not allow for capital punishment, and I was raised in the state (Michigan) that in the 1840s was the first government in the English-speaking world to outlaw it. So, I’m just not inclined that way. I don’t believe in “an eye for an eye.” I know the old book said that, but I like its sequel better (a rare case in which the sequel – like Godfather II, Star Trek II, Terminator II – is better than the original). If you don’t believe the way I believe (it’s also the official position of the Catholic Church, for whatever that’s worth these days), then that’s your right, and I understand.
Perhaps there was no way to bring him back alive – I sure as hell wouldn’t want to be in that dark house trying to make that snap decision. But if the execution was ordered in advance, then I say we should be told that now, and we can like it or not like it.
For nine years I wrote and I said that Osama bin Laden was not hiding in a cave. I’m not a cave expert, I was just using my common sense. He was a multimillionaire crime boss (using religion as his cover), and those guys just don’t live in caves. He had people killed under the guise of religion, and not many in the media bothered to explain that every time Osama referenced Islam, he wasn’t really quoting Islam. Just because Osama said he was a “Muslim” didn’t make it so. Yet he was called a Muslim by everyone. If a crazy person started running around mass-killing people, and he did so while wearing a Wal-Mart blazer and praising Wal-Mart, we wouldn’t automatically call him a Wal-Mart leader or say that Wal-Mart was the philosophy behind his killings, would we?
Yet, we began to fear Muslims and round them up. We profiled people from Muslim nations at airports. We didn’t profile multi-millionaires (in fact, they now have their own fast-track line to easily get through security, an oddity considering every murderer on 9/11 flew in first class). We didn’t run headlines that said “Multi-Millionaire Behind the Mass Murder of 3,000” (although every word in that headline is true). You can say his wealth had nothing to do with 9/11, but the truth is, there is no way he could have kept Al Qaeda in business without having the millions he had.
Some believe that this was a “war” we were in with al Qaeda – and you don’t do trials during war. It’s thinking like this that makes me fear that, while bin Laden may be dead, he may have “won” the bigger battle. Let’s be clear: There is no “war with al Qaeda.” Wars are between nations. Al Qaeda was an organization of fanatics who committed crimes. That we elevated them to nation status – they loved it! It was great for their recruiting drive.
We did exactly what bin Laden said he wanted us to do: Give up our freedoms (like the freedom to be assumed innocent until proven guilty), engage our military in Muslim countries so that we will be hated by Muslims, and wipe ourselves out financially in doing so. Done, done and done, Osama. You had our number. You somehow knew we would eagerly give up our constitutional rights and become more like the authoritarian state you dreamed of. You knew we would exhaust our military and willingly go into more debt in eight years than we had accumulated in the previous 200 years combined.
Maybe you knew us so well because you were once one of our mercenaries, funded and armed by us via our friends in Pakistan to fight the other Evil Empire in the last battle of the Cold War. Only, when the killing stopped, the trained killer, our “Frankenstein,” couldn’t. The monster, you, would soon turn on us.
If we really want to send bin Laden not just to his death, but also to his defeat, may I suggest that we reverse all of that right now. End the wars, bring the troops home, make the rich pay for this mess, and restore our privacy and due process rights that used to distinguish us from any other country. Right now, our democracy looks like Singapore and our economy has gone desperately Greek.
I know it will be hard to turn the clock back to before 9/11 when all we had to worry about were candidates stealing elections. A multi-billion dollar industry has grown up around “homeland security” and the terror wars. These war profiteers will not want to give up their booty so easily. They will want to keep us in fear so they can keep raking it in. We will have to stop them. But first we must stop believing them.
Hideki Tojo killed my uncle and millions of Chinese, Koreans, Filipinos and a hundred thousand other Americans. He was the head of Japan, the Emperor’s henchman, the man who was the architect of Pearl Harbor. When the American soldiers went to arrest him, he tried to commit suicide by shooting himself in the chest. The soldiers immediately worked on stopping his bleeding and rushed him to an army hospital where he was saved by our army doctors. He then had his day in court. It was a powerful exercise for the world to see. And on December 23, 1948, after he was found guilty, we hanged him. A killer of millions was forced to stand trial. A killer of 4,000 (counting the African embassies and USS Cole bombings) got double-tapped in his pajamas. Assuming it was possible to take him alive, I think his victims, the future, and the restoration of the American Way deserved better. That’s all I’m saying.
Good riddance Osama.
Come back to your ways, my good ol’ USA.
Tags: Barack Obama, Congressman Ed Markey, Defense of Marriage Act, Don't ask don't tell, foreign oil, global warming, Leon Panetta, Michele Norris, Pentagon, physics, polution, Respect for Marriage Act, science, United States House of Representatives
Thanks to Political Irony.