Saturday, February 18, 2006

Vice President interviewed by own penis.


Film at 11:00.

So great; enough goats were slaughtered and virgins ritually deflowered (then ritually re-flowered, ‘cause you can't have no sluts interning at Rancho Ragnarok) in a manner pleasing enough to coax Dread Lord Cheney from his Undisclosed Location for a little Undistressed Locution and to take-responsibility-but-not-actually-apologize-for shooting a peasant

Which is still technically illegal.

Chosen for this plum assignment was Evil Gumby himself, Brit Hume...a flatly affected human grimace who gave up any pretense of integrity and objectivity around the time Nikita Khrushchev was ousted and now just plies a trade that that consists exclusively of suckling Republican jizz like a blue whale straining krill – and for the same reason.

A man who must to stand on his ippy-tippy toes to reach the yummy dollop of stinkfoot hanging like a summer peach from Dick Cheney’s cybernetic arch-supports.

So what?

I mean, if you want to see a very clear, simple demonstration of ballistic evidence that just demolishes one of the many stupid lies Cheney has been putting out, go the this site and have a look, because baby, Physics Don’t Dance.

So what was the Hume Puppet Show but another fractal of the same nation-gobbling Son of the Blob that Wingnuttlyvania steadfastly refuses to even acknowledge is eating the country alive even as it swallows whole diners and pick-ups right in front of them? A biopsy of the larger disease that accidentally found itself under the dusty microscope that the press should have been using every fucking day for the last five years.

But…

But, there is an initial instant when the GOP squeezes out yet another lie smack in front of the whole world that’s worth watching. That magical moment at the very beginning of the Republican Lie Cycle; when some High Ranking Bush flunky shambles onto the national dance floor, squats right down, and gives birth to another monster while the everyone watches.

And for a looong moment, the music stops, and a hush falls over the Party of Lincoln…because they quite simply do not know what to do.

So for those of us with functional cerebral cortices that watched Cheney being interviewed by his own penis and wondered what possible purpose was being served – who was being swayed or fooled by this ridiculous fraud, the answer is...we’re asking the wrong question.

The rank and file of the Modern GOP – people that have blindly stuck by the Bush Junta despite a daily avalanche of proof of their treachery and criminality that is simply breathtaking to behold – these are not people for whom facts and figures and causality and honor have any meaning.

These are not people of reason, but of ritual.

Sorta Obsessive Compulsive Christalopithecene, who don’t notice or care about the actual lies and treasons of their Dear Leader, but only freak out when the proper rituals are not followed to counter-hex those lies. It is very Old Testament and very schizophrenic, this idea that if you just follow the proper sacraments perfectly, and make the proper sacrifices just so, the High Priests of your Party and Faith will keep the raging Death God you've created out of your own nightmares at bay.

So, for example, part of that ritual is to “Bring out the Gimp”.

When polls show that 98% of African Americans loathe the GOP to the point they wouldn't scrape a Republican off their shoe and feed it to an alley rat…they trot out one of their “Fo’ Rent Two-Percent” hirelings like Ron Christie to spout Party Dogma as if that proves something.

When the GOP claws its way to power by gay-bashing but they have to pretend they didn’t…they trot out Andy Sullivan to show that their Klan is an Inclusive Klan.

When they need to lay on a light coating of “bi-partisan” shellac over the latest pile of dogshit they’re flogging as Kobe Beef Tenderloin Medallions…they trot out Kapo Joe Lieberman who will cheerfully sell out his own Party, anywhere, any time.

Which to an averagely bright eight-year-old would prove nothing except how desperate you are to cover the stink of the massive corpse in the middle of the room, and how pathetically you go about trying to do it with a doily and a schpritz of Lie-Sol.

But none of this has ever been about proof; it is entirely about ritual.

These are solemn rites performed for the Party Golem -- the Men of Mud with no thoughts but the thoughts they are told to think by the Dear Leader, hard-wired with the Prime Directive that Liberals are Always Wrong, Liberals are to Blame for Everything, and that the Dear Leader is a Plainspoken Man and a Per’fessed Christian and therefore is simply incapable of telling anything other than the Unvarnished Truth.

They are brought to a semblance of life by the stamp of hate and fear and greed that the Roves and Dobsons affix to their steeply-sloped foreheads. They are animated by Majyk Conjure Bile words by the likes of Coulter and Limbaugh; the demigods who casually burn yesterday's Scripted Verities, carefully inscribe on Hate Radio Parchment what their thralls are supposed to think today, and slip the new talking points into their mouths.

Their eyes flutter – the Party Golem – and they roar out into the streets to obediently scream today’s lies, which may or may not completely contradict what they were screaming the day before.

These people are not recruited for their critical thinking skills; they are useful only for their stupidity and meek submission to Conservative Authority. For the manipulable hellfest of bad religion and ugly ideology that packs their Creationist Bell Jar skulls. For the leering, jeering delight at that particular bloodthrill pleasure knucklewalkers get when they can pound the shit out of people who are better, smarter and more honorable than they will ever be.

But here's the catch: The rites must be observed.

And if the proper Kabuki is not performed with all deliberate speed, the rank-and-file will start rubbing their little, dry hind legs together and making little frightened chirping noises. Not out of any concern for the “truth” -- they don't "do" truth -- but out of a growing fear of being stranded out in the big, scary Liberal World with no one to tell them what slogans they’re supposed to shout.

So when the Vice President shoots a man in the face, and the story stinks on ice seven different ways, another meaningless bit of theater must be enacted: the “Candid TeeVee Conversation”.

The liar summons the fake press to “tell his story” with just enough truthiness to shut the drones up. A well-compensated peon asking his liege lord softball questions with no substantial follow-up of any kind on any matter.

Me, I have always found that lag time between Republican Lies and the reprogramming of the Republican Golem to be a useful barometer of just how much trouble the Administration is actually in at that moment, because you can always tell when something has gone horribly wrong with the slow and dirty job of reformatting the opinions of the Party Meat.

Since they are unwilling or incapable of thinking for themselves -- many believing free and independent thought to be, in fact, a Snare set by the Devil -- when a glitch pops up, they return to their default setting of running in tight, panicked verbal circles, mindlessly screaming Liberals are LiarsLiarsLiars until they are told what to think and say and feel and blame by an Authorized Party Technician.

Which, in this case meant that Deadeye Dick had to sit still and at least pretend he was fielding real questions from a real reporter long enough to satisfy the minimum needs of the ritual. So that tomorrow or next week when Scotty Dog is “peppered” with questions from thirty yards away, he can say, “The Vice President already covered that” a million times.

And it must be terribly frustrating for not-so-Heart-Healthy Dick not to be able to bust out and just say what is so clearly gnawing and stinking away at the inside of his skull like a rabid skunk.

That, “What I say and what I do is none of anyone’s fucking business. Not the Democrats, not the gibbering monkeymass ‘public’, not the tinned-eel sycophant ‘press’ and certainly not the Dimwit Dauphin.

"Look, I’m trying to get shit done here.

Shit you people are all too fucking stupid to comprehend, but lemme tell you, dismantling the entire United States government and replacing it with a Chief Executive Emperor right in front of your eyes is not a job for a pussy, so quit jiggling my elbow with your stupid questions and your mock surprise and STFU!"


But he must instead bite his tounge and fake contrition.

Because in the end, even the Dread Lord Cheney must bend a bloated knee to a slightly higher power: the empty rituals that keep the Obsessive Compulsive Christopaths from twitching out of control.

22 comments:

roxtar said...

How could you possibly be any more right?

Your hypothesis explains much.

Anonymous said...

Truer words have never been written.

They are so blindly obedient, so eager to be dittoheads and conform to their master's wishes. Even though it is plain as day that if you are not in the top 1% you are worthless cannon fodder to these oligarchs, the rank and file Republican will literally starve before letting go the delusion that they are part of the aristocracy/theocracy. It makes me sick.

Anonymous said...

Your clues and maps, left here and there in Wonderland behind the Looking Glass in someone else's reality, are most helpful. Also entertaining, heh.

I, too, had the thought that this recent distraction in Deadeye's relentless string-pulling may have frustrated him no end while saving actual lives in the process.

isabelita said...

That Son of the Blob hit a nerve, as an excellent metaphor for this bloodthirsty cadre of demons-in-power. The Blob - the first horror movie organism that ever inhabited my nightmares. It works because it's hideous to behold, horrifying, insatiable, bloodthirsty, possesses no conscience, and appears to be unstoppable. The GOP and their supporters in a nutshell. Unless we could freeze them all, like they did with The Blob, and drop them into a crevasse in the arctic...oh shit. THAT'S why they want global warming to continue apace! So we won't have anywhere to dispose of their frozen carcasses!!!

Frank said...

aol

Anonymous said...

Is this the true meaning of "talking head?"

-- mac

tech98 said...

Even though it is plain as day that if you are not in the top 1% you are worthless cannon fodder to these oligarchs, the rank and file Republican will literally starve before letting go the delusion that they are part of the aristocracy/theocracy.

Some of nature's dimmest herd animals.

Anonymous said...

I agree Drifty. The SOTU was not about truth, or answers, or initiatives. It was just a short, easily remembered (so lasting almost two weeks), string of meaningless slogans for the faithful to mouth whenever anyone challenged their idiot-in-chief. "Four legs good! Two legs bad!" Feels good if everyone is chanting the same thing. Doesn't matter if it's true or not. What is truth anyway? Some fancy-pancy liberal distinction. What is real is that we're KICK'IN ASS! U.S.A! U.S.A!

It is great to behold that moment of stillness. All the sheeple holding their natural responses in, checking out of the corners of their eyes to see if anyone else is letting on they saw/heard it too. Knowing better than to say anything, do anything, in case it's not the approved word or action that will come down from the masters. And it must come down. Because how else would they all agree? How else know what to think? How else know what it is safe to think?

Brilliant.

Anonymous said...

I consider myself a redneck, because I define that term as simply being "a white Southerner, probably, though not necessarily, of predominantly, though not necessarily exclusively, British Isles ancestry, who does not come from an elite background". I simply ask everyone to remember that our misruling classes here in Dixie have always deliberately stunted our educational systems in order to produce exactly the results that Drifty describes. The screw-the-poor attitude also results in the undernourishment of children which stunts their ability to learn for the rest of their lives.

To quote from Carl Sagan's book THE DEMON-HAUNTED WORLD (paperback edition, page 362):

"Tyrants and autocrats have always understood that literacy, learning, books and newspapers are potentially dangerous. They can put independent and even rebellious ideas in the heads of their subjects. The British Royal Governor of the Colony of Virginia wrote in 1671:

(the Governor): I thank God that there are no free schools nor printing; and I hope we shall not have [them] these [next] hundred years; for learning has brought disobedience, and heresy, and sects into the world, and printing has divulged them and libels against the best government. God keep us from both!

(Sagan again) But the American colonists, understanding where liberty lies, would have none of this."

Alas, the Royal Governor's attitude lives on in the misruling classes of the USA, especially here in my Dixie. Our misrulers treat us like mushrooms; they keep us in the dark and feed us bullshit.

From the swamps of Arkansas, Ivory Bill Woodpecker

Anonymous said...

"Evil Gumby" -- bwahahahahaha! That's brilliant, not only for the physical resemblance, but also Hume's pliancy in the hands of his GOP overlords.

If there's any justice in the blogosphere, "Evil Gumby" ought to stick to Brit Hume Like "Tweety" to Chris Matthews...

--Frank Frink

Anonymous said...

drifty- you wield the English language in much the same manner that Thor wields his hammer.

Now the beauty of Christianity is that rather than having to go through the long rituals, all one need do to be absolved of sin is to take a quick bath and intone the mantra "I accept Jesus Christ as my lord and saviour" over and over, and you are automatically off-the-hook for any and all heinous behavior. (Personal opinion deleted so as not to offend anybody).

Anonymous said...

Ivory Bill,
I had to leave Arkansas for just such a reason. Of course, my family is still there, and we have such troubles communicating. I do try to get them to think, but they are afraid to "wake-up" and see that Bush has no clothes.

Drift, you are dead-on about what Cheney was really thinking. STFU! He thinks that we are all so far beneath him. I always wonder how do these jokers' wives and kids stand to be in the same room with them?
Am I the only one wondering about that whole "executive order" statement?
T

jurassicpork said...

The video was immediately debunked, DG. Good post, tho.

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