The new "must have" Fall accessory.
In the Bush lexicon there are at least three, separate entries for “Bin Laden, Osama”.
Each one wrong.
Each one a wholly artificial construct, confabulated to GOP specifications to achieve a preconceived, political effect.
Each fabricated for a precise partisan purpose in unconnected silos, and all so utterly mutually contradictory that they reach the point of being mutually annihilating. Because it is when they all are taken together – contrasted and overlaid one on top of another – that you can see how baldly opportunistic each lie is.
Sorta like Allan Brady's toupees, Dubya has had his weavers stitch up a special "bin Laden" for every occasion.
And yet we all know he's as hairless as a blastocyst.
For times when Preznit Drinky wants to strut around in Codpiece One and play the Big Man, there is “Osama bin Who?”
A trivial, historically minor character who has been so weakened and neutered by Dubya’s Globestraddling Wang that the Dear Leader need not spare even a moment of the cycle time of his Beautiful Mind worrying about him.
About who Dubya feels perfectly comfortable saying...
Deep in my heart I know the man is on the run, if he's alive at all. Who knows if he's hiding in some cave or not; we haven't heard from him in a long time. And the idea of focusing on one person is -- really indicates to me people don't understand the scope of the mission.
And...
And he's just -- he's a person who's now been marginalized. His network, his host government has been destroyed. He's the ultimate parasite who found weakness, exploited it, and met his match.
And...
So I don't know where he is. You know, I just don't spend that much time on him, Kelly, to be honest with you.
Or don't you remember?
Then, of course, there is “Saddam bin Laden”.
That special, disposable bin Laden avatar. To be used when you have a desperate hard-on to invade Iraq and don’t have a single, plausible reason to do so. To be trotted to scare your somnolent followers back to sleep should they start bestirring themselves and asking pointed questions.
Lastly there is “Osama bin Hitler”.
The figure of infinite menace from a thousand and one Saturday morning cartoons and Saturday night cheapo horror flicks. A bearded Moriarty of nightmare. Nearly-invincible, as elusive as Houdini, and as rarely sighted as a yeti.
And yet he also manages to be as regular with the remixed “greatest hits” videos as K-Tel. He has a hidden hand in every barely-foiled plot against every candy story and PayLess Shoe palace in every Red State village and farm, complete with a duped liberal confederate under every bed.
Exit the Red Menace.
Enter the all-purpose "Islamofascist" -- the new and infinitely poseable ay-rab bogie man with Kung Fu grip -- and the dawn of an age when the Preznit's dreadsmiths ((tm) driftglass) have scraped right through the bottom of the barrel and now just stock the shelves of Yee Olde Fearmonger's Shoppe straight from the dumpsters and shithouses of wingnut bloggers.
“Osama bin Hitler” is trotted out whenever Dubya needs to scare enough Americans into terrified silence. To freak the populace into consenting to let him to do -- yet again -- something that is massively stupid or destructive or despicably anti-American.
So how is it that Dubya can run his Punch-N-Rummy Theater with the “Osama bin Who?” sockpuppet starring in the morning show and, after the briefest of costume changes, roll out the “Osama bin Hitler” marionette for the afternoon matinee?
For the same wildly-cheering audience?
Because the audience is mostly Republicans these days.
Well, Republicans and this guy.
And these days the Last Republicans Standing are the dregs of the dregs.
Morally and politically inbred pig people who, without batting an eye, would cash in their children’s life insurance to plunk down the extra $10,000 for the special bone-speaker implants so they can have Rush and Falwell and Coulter and the rest of the cast of “GOP Friends” talking inside their heads, telling them which slogans to scream minute-by-minute, 24/7/385.
Who will not only believe absolutely any insane drivel the Dear Leader shits down their throats, but will do so while applauding and squealing for seconds.
And with an army of infinitely reprogrammable Golem for his audience, the Dear Leader does not need to worry about the quality or subtlety of his lies.
5 comments:
Deep in my heart I know the man is on the run
WTF is this? We're supposed to be impressed by how deeply the First Simian *feels* about a statement that is either factual or it isn't, not a matter of emotional interpretation. Hey Chimp, why don't you fucking call up the CIA or ISI and find out, instead of searching your 'feelings' about it, fucktard?
This is why reliously-addled simpletons should be kept away from political power like drunken teenage boys should be kept away from the keys to dad's Porsche.
Like David Koresh and other leading thinkers of the reich wing, Bush doesn't research facts and evidence to arrive at conclusions that can be verified against reality or modified by experience. He just *feels* things that fit his parochial solipsistic worldview, isolates himself behind a bubble of sycophants to ensure that nothing interferes with his self-delusion, and thuggishly bullies those around him into meek compliance with his fantasies.
Not only does he command the world's largest nuclear arsenal, but he has an army of Armageddon-craving slack-jawed gullible Bibletards worshipping him like David Koresh, and a co-opted corporatist media machine of craven careerist tools in his back pocket.
"GOP friends"
aka - GOPtards
Used in a sentence:
The 30%'rs who are still favorable of the present administration are clinically GOPtarded.
(ooo - a googlewhack!)
-skunqesh
As James Wolcott has written, I really tire of the facile and ignorant WWII comparisons of the right wing. This war is the furthest thing from a set-peice war like WWII imaginable, and people who want to pursue a different strategy have no intention of "appeasing" terrorists. But that, of course, is impossible for the right wingers to perceive, the same people who abandoned Afghanistan to attack Iraq under false pretenses and then, after saying it might take six months, watched with alarm as the country spun out of control. These failed men, with their perpetually-vacationing rubber-stamp Congress and their utter lack of honesty, have no business within a country mile of government. Where is Phase II of the intelligence report? Where is ethics reform after the Abramoff scandal? Where is border reform? Nowhere. The only thing they have left to sell is fear of the next attack.
Myself, I've always liked the term, 'pig people'. George Harrison??
The Beatle?
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