1/20/05
Lock and Load for the grand day of days, the grand show of democratic freedom to rig elections, intimidate our allies, squash all protests, charge $125 dollars a head for a bleacher seat so one can witness the travesty up close. $250,000 dollars to shake hands and kiss the SOB, or $100,000 for the “less intimate” greeting of kneeling and kissing his feet, or for the more kinky Republican and Democrat or just your run of the mill right wing wealthy evangelist can kneel in a prayer position as Bush drops his pants, spreads his cheeks and lets them kiss his ass. I heard this can be done for a $150,000 dollar donation to his personal relief fund which is being administered by Daddy Bush and his adopted son the Democratic Wang banger Bill Clinton.
Oh, the grand sight of the flip and flustered Prez-intent and his grand and glorious speech before the 2000 soldiers he’s recently condemned to die in Iraq. “You have served well but expect to give more” how inspiring this statement must of been, enough perhaps to consider a permanent Canadian residence along with 5500 recent AWOL patriots now living in Canada. Hail! Hail! the incompetent Leader of the free world. Let us close our eyes in disgust and despair as we watch the naked emperor stand before God and the world and make a final mockery of the American Constitution. Let us cheer as Bush masturbates before the crowd of happy hollering Christian perverts who have honored him with their presence and money. Let us give a great halleluiah as a nation that has lost its collective courage. Let us be so proud of our most recent elections and pathetic candidates.
Oh, and let us not forget to pay homage to the mighty Democratic idol of all cowards and corrupt, the right dishonorable John Kerry. Oh can you feel all your senses tingle with extreme discomfort at the mention of his name. You can hardly avoid that gut wrenching feeling deep down in your bowels that are about to explode all over the cynical script of the Bush inaugural address. You dread the time of the broadcast and publication of this grand testi-ment of PR and pathetic speech writing written for the specific purpose of backing up the toilets of millions of American households. I for one do not wish to hear the grand fart of Bush’s foul air, the gaseous garble of the inaugural undress of the naked emperor G.W.Bush. I do not need to see or hear the pathetic cheers of morons who line the parade route to honor a hollow man for his hollow victory. Hail to the grief, Hail to the thief, but I will never dishonor myself or the true fallen patriots of this country by accepting or even witnessing this crime against America, the inauguration of G.W.Bush. I cannot force my eyes to look upon the grand hypocrisy, the shameless sin of G.W.Bush inauguration, without the fear of becoming blind or being struck dead by my own shame and loss of my soul and the soul of my country, this once great nation of the United States of America.
L.A.STEEL
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