Thursday, March 29, 2007
The Illusion is Shattered...the centre cannot hold....Impeach
[Thanks to # on mrr for this link]
by buhdydharma
It has always been an illusion.
The toughness, the gravitas, the competency, the possession of any measure of ability.
It has always been a sham, a PR creation, a puppet show....a joke.
Some of us saw it coming, some of us saw it quickly, some had rude awakenings, some are being fooled still.
But for the world, for those with eyes, the bloom is off the rose, and the rose colored glasses can no longer block the glare of a horrifying reality.
The world has been conned.
Deceived and hoodwinked by the marginally rational ravings of an antiquated and failed ideology and its dimwitted and addled practitioners. Installed by court fiat in a desperate attempt to fulfill a myth that has and never held true currency and has proven bankrupt and disastrous at every implementation attempted. Imperial conservatism has always failed, no matter how bright the bunting.
The Serious People in the world are waking up to what has no doubt been a long nagging nightmare. Something they feared all along but could not admit to in their waking hours. They knew it was possible but too much was at stake to acknowledge the awfulness of possibility involved. Denial was the watchword. Rationalization, self-interest and hubris the currency of commerce with an irrestible imposed power.
Now even the co-conspirators are turning.
The world is being held hostage by the unwonted aggression of an incompetent, delusional thug.
Denial is no longer available.
In effect and by affect the result is nothing less than a true insanity of ideology, a method of internal, delusional, misplaced self-confidence just credible enough to be applied to wreak havoc and chaos in ever widening ripples that have now consumed the entire planet in one of its pernicious forms or another.
And now the planet is swiftly and completely realizing that the madness is real and will continue and indeed, consume all if it is not stopped. They are stepping up to stop it. They are saying... no more madness.
A complicit Congress and a craven press conspired to keep the world in distraction and ignorance for much too long. But now, as the consequences are revealed in Iraq much too painfully and clearly, and the abuse of power and petty politicization are revealed through oversight (Bless you St. Waxman!) it comes apparent....the centre cannot hold.
There is no there there.
There never was.
The whole ball of wax is hollow and void.....indeed is revealed to be filled with a rotting stench now it has been punctured. The stench and smell increases and it grows more foul and toxic with every passing month of death in the desert, with every daily revelation of crime or treason or outrage now revealed by the investigators.
The centre cannot hold under the hot desert sun and the cold light of oversight. The die is cast, the bell is tolling and the moment of reckoning is near at hand.
But the madman will not stop of his own accord. Never. By his very definition, the madman cannot stop himself, lest his worldview, his persona, his illusion be shattered. He cannot stop himself from the destruction that his whirlwind reaps. He madness must be restrained by others, must be stopped by those sane ones left. You know it, I know it, the whole world knows it. Most importantly, the Saudis and the Jordanians and the UAE and the Iranians know it. He threatens and blusters and rattles at yet another "innocent" nation, another, weaker target for his compensatory aggression. And now his former allies find him no longer a useful bulldog, but realize finally that he threatens their children too. And that he will not stop, that he cannot stop, lest his enemy.....reality.....catch up.
And he is left naked.....and alone.....and desperate.
But the whole world cannot stay him from his course! THEY cannot stop him from firing the horrible apocalyptic weapons of his mad and apocalyptic vision.
He possesses the most terrible weapons ever created by mankind....he cannot be conquered from without. There is but one entity, one force, one method for his ending.
Impeachment.....by his own people. THE People.
Us.
While we still can.
We owe a debt to the world. We owe a debt of redemption to our national ideal.
You can fool some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time, but you can not fool all of the people all of the time.
Abraham Lincoln
They are no longer fooling most of the people. They are weak, but they are entrenched and will fight to the death....and take as many others down with them as they are able, regardless of the cost. While the damage they have done to the world, the damage they have done to our Constitution and government and way of life continues unabated. Their deeds, ideology, their methods and corruption, their politicization and memes of separation, of divide and conquer.....their Republicanism....MUST be repudiated by the strongest possible terms and methods possible. To stop the damage, to stop the polarization, to stop the zeitgeist of facisistic thought and the methodology of thuggish interrelation they have created and perpetrated upon the world. The entire fabric and substance of their nefarious ideology and creation must be Impeached (definition 4 &5)....before our country and our world can right the wrongs and come together to repair the grievous damage, to create a new united, cooperative model of existence for our world. A new model that is imminently necessary with the looming and undeniable challenges our planet faces.
He will not listen to Congress, he will not listen to his allies, he will not listen to reason.
586 more days of escalating madness lay before us in the hot desert sun.
How long before the intervention?
How much longer do we bide?
How much more atrocity and torture do we allow in our names?
How much more madness?
How many more dead?
Slouching towards Bethlehem W.B Yeats
Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity. Surely some revelation is at hand; Surely the Second Coming is at hand. The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out When a vast image out of Spritus Mundi Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert.
A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds. The darkness drops again; but now I know That twenty centuries of stony sleep were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
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