The lights are out…
J. D. Pendry
“I have always loved longitude. “I love latitude; it’s in the stars. But longitude, it’s about time. … Time and clocks and all the rest of that have always been a fascination for me.”
“I’m trying to save the planet; I’m trying to save the planet.” – Speaker of the People’s House, Nancy Pelosi
When the Speaker speaks, lights out is one descriptive thought that comes to mind. I also see hair filled with daisies and butterflies and chirping birds merrily circling her botoxed head. Occasionally a sharp tongue zots out and an unsuspecting and cheerfully circling blue dog bird is returned to the flock, wings bobbed and featherless. The hapless butterflies continue to flutter by focusing on matters critically important to the people of the serfdom like legalizing pot. Such is life in the enchanted kingdom where the problems are always caused by others, but never solved by anyone.
Out in the serfdom, visions of striding over rainbows have been replaced by the less lofty vision of mere survival. The serfs work hard to meet their tax obligations to the kingdom, the agents of the Imperial Revenue Service ensuring that every copper penny owed is collected. The serfs spend their spare time scouring the imperial woods for twigs to heat their homes as winter approaches. Mansions in the enchanted kingdom, where all is well, are warm and comfy. Children in the serfdom fall asleep at night with visions of life in Castle Algore. The cost of fuel is of no consequence to royalty. They cannot focus on such frivolous matters. What is important is that the knaves must be saved from themselves. They must be told what to eat, what mode of transport to use and how many twigs they may put into their fireplaces. The speaker of the enchanted kingdom reminds us, it’s in the stars. I’m trying to save the planet.
“I respect the office that I hold. And when you win the election, you win the majority, and what is the power of the speaker? To set the agenda, the power of recognition, and I am not giving the gavel away to anyone.” – Speaker of the People’s House, Nancy Pelosi
Have you ever been called a fascist? I have just for disagreeing with the people who defame American Service men and women by calling them Nazis and cold-blooded murderers. Also, for disagreeing with so-called news organizations who think it is okay to publish national security secrets. I am told that I must be against freedom of speech, when actually I was using mine to disagree not suppress.
Fascism is any movement, ideology, or attitude that favors dictatorial government, centralized control of private enterprise, and repression of all opposition.
The majority of Americans want our country to go get the oil resources that are available to us and to do it now. Representing Americans are men and women elected and sent to the House of Representatives to stand for the will of the people. That is how our form of government, a representative republic, works – or is supposed to work. So, what do you call it when one person who represents one United States Congressional District is able to decide that the will of the people must be subservient to her ideology? This is the person who hopes to suppress opposing points of view with the Fairness Doctrine.
Do we want a country that resembles California’s 8th Congressional District, the culture of San Francisco? I expect if we were to look for an enchanted kingdom model, one akin to Sodom and Gomorrah, that one would certainly work. Filled with sanctuary cities where an illegal immigrant can murder an entire family following prior arrests where his illegal status was not reported? A place that bans the military from its schools, where the marriage of Adam to Steve is blessed and glorified and legalization of prostitution is not too distant.
Pork barrel Republicans are as responsible for this mess as much as is anyone. I don’t care what political affiliation the Speaker is, but when the Speaker can block the will of the people then we no longer have a representative republic.
But wait! There is hope on the horizon to solve our national energy crisis. Traveling the serfdom in shining armor aboard his noble steed and meeting with adoring crowds he proclaimed:
“We could save all the oil that they’re talking about getting off drilling if everybody was just inflating their tires and getting regular tune-ups. You could save just as much.”
Hail Barack!
Geeze oh Pete! While you are putting the pressure gage on your tires and ignoring the idiot light on the dashboard that tells you when one of them is low, I’ll be in the back yard working on the bunker and digging it faster and deeper.
Copyright © J D Pendry 2008 All Rights Reserved
August 4th, 2008 at 12:44 am
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August 4th, 2008 at 4:07 am
Mr. Pendry,
Once again you have hit the nail on the head. When you go out back to dig your shelter, don’t go to deep as we may run into each other. This whole thing is scary! Keep up the good work.