Showing posts with label "liberal propaganda" grumpy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label "liberal propaganda" grumpy. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Sorry, I'm A Hater (Can't Be Helped)

Don't bother reading this if you are a) a fan of President Obama or b) sick of listening to me whine about President Obama. My blog as I've written before helps me release frustration and the last few days I've been feeling it. I'm not sure why I feel compelled to complain about things when I'm sure I'm unable to change anybody's mind or when it in fact doesn't accomplish a damned thing. Surely there's something more positive for me to write about. I guess I feel some kind of passion for this so for now it's fun (sorry).

The way I see Obama, he is either the worst kind of politician (the kind he railed against during the campaign) or a big naive doofus that's more like me than JFK. On the surface it seemed like he actually thought he could go in there and through sheer will of personality change Washington D.C. single-handed. That sounds like something any guy sitting around the bar would argue, the old "if I ran the country" thing. Second in popularity right after "I love you man". That's why I liken Obama to me, not because I think I could do as good a job as him but because I think he's doing as bad a job as me. As much shit as I like to talk, I know full well I don't know the first thing about running a country, and more and more it seems to me that's the case with Barrack.

Every presidential election is regarded as the "most important election" of our times. I've always been a fan of the Billy Joel song We Didn't Start The Fire. I've always thought that there wasn't anything we couldn't get through. As a result I've always voted with my convictions as a Libertarian even when people I know have gotten down right irate at me and accused me of throwing my vote away. I believe however had I known things were going to get this bad I would have voted for that crazy old guy, hindsight and all being what it is.

I sincerely hope I'm wrong and someone comes across this entry in a year and thinks I'm just a huge wanker. I'm mean obviously things will get better, it's just a matter of time. Watch the reaction of Wall Street whenever Obama or one of his economic advisers makes an announcement and I think you'll see a strong argument for less interference from the Federal Government. I think things would get better sooner if they would stay out of it. For those keeping count the tally of jobs bought with your $787,000,000.00 is 25 policemen in Columbus Ohio and 8 highway contractors in Arizona (and a few miscellaneous sign makers). That job in Arizona is over a million dollars to convert mileage signs on the interstate from Tucson to Mexico from kilometers to miles. The interstate is about 63 miles long. I heard this story this morning on NPR. It was reported cute and clever, like some kind of human interest story. It makes me kind of sick.

Well, as I predicted, I feel better. As usual I've worked through my fears and doubts via my little blog thing and I should be fine as long as I can keep from watching Lou Dobbs. It's what I had to do to help me get through the Bush years. When, by the way, is this country going to get the President we deserve? I guess as long as you guys keep voting for them we'll all keep suffering. We need a real voice of change and hope, not just another poser.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Please...too much...must stop...laughing

My output on the ole blog has slowed down considerably the last few months. I've been busy with an honest to God life for a change. It's been nice, although I wish I could still post more than I have been. I've got more time now though because I'm in Puerto Rico and Lisa is in Ohio. So while she's been doing yard work, applying to Ohio State for the fall semester, giving Moon medicine two times a day for ear wax and painting the bathroom, I've been learning to give speech commands to my Mac.

Even with all of this down time I still haven't felt much like posting. I've had several things that would lend themselves to a little rant but I just couldn't reach that "must write about " plateau. What has got me to stop everything and put finger to keyboard is something I came across on iTunes celebrity playlist. If you have iTunes and you want a real hoot, check out Melissa Etheridge and Al Gore's playlist. They have a copublished list because Melissa wrote the theme song for Al baby's movie.

Melissa's picks are of course the same call to arms drivel that all celebrities like to listen to up in the Hollywood Hills. "Not Ready To Make Nice", "Ohio" (what no CCR?), "What's Going On" and of course "American Idiot". Great show of originality Melissa. I hear John Mellencamp put out a protest album, couldn't squeeze that one in? I love her little bon mot for "Won't Get Fooled Again". "This song is so much more than a T.V. theme song. We did get fooled again, and Roger Daltry's immortal scream should be our call to action." She's not even fired up enough to use an exclamation point. The italics was mine just to punch it up. I had to check and make sure I wasn't already reading Al's comments. So no surprises on this one. The best was yet to come...

Al Gore, posterchild for personality deficit disorder, gives us a mixed bag indeed. Hey look, it's Neil Young again! At least Al has picked something a little more contemporary from the aging rocker cum model train tycoon. To Al's credit he doesn't have the single mindedness of Melissa. He's picked a few tunes that are as bland as he is. I fell asleep listening to the 30 second sample of the Dido song. I believe (and this is just a theory) the same woman that was his fashion consultant for the 2000 election campaign is also picking his music. How else to explain, the Black-eyed Peas and Mos Def. I love the fact that Mos's song has an explicit warning, do you think Al beams with pride when he sees a lyric warning label on albums? Do you think he had to ask Tipper for permission to down load Mos Def's song? Or do you suppose they listen to Twisted Sister and Frank Zappa? I've always imagined Al and Tipper as the parents in "Surrender". You know, on the couch with the Kiss records out. Get some AL!!!