Saturday, April 21, 2007

Ineptitude, day in, day out

I feel so badly for any members of the Bush/Rove/Cheney team who are genuinely trying to do a good job. No one, at this point, would believe that they exist. It is so clear that everyone at the top of this administration never had any intention of assembling a first-string lineup that could brilliantly govern this country for the country's sake. Their only goal all along has been to advance their radical agenda.
The infiltration of the federal government by large numbers of people seeking to impose a religious agenda - which is very different from simply being people of faith - is one of the most important stories of the last six years.

[...] And it's clear that unqualified people were hired throughout the administration because of their religious connections.
It's also clear that unbelievably incompetent people were hired because of nothing more than blind loyalty to an inept administration that is willing to both politicize absolutely everything and suck up to some frightfully unsavory characters for the sake of that radicalism.

Fortunately, I suspect the religious right is going to come out of the unqualified disaster that is the Bush administration stinking almost as much as Bush, because the two are so closely linked. Hell, even Lee Iacocca, who supported Bush in his first attempt to win the White House, and was recently seen endorsing a Republican in Michigan's governor's race, is so fed up, he stuck an anti-Bush rant in his latest book (bold added by me):
Am I the only guy in this country who's fed up with what's happening? Where the hell is our outrage? We should be screaming bloody murder. We've got a gang of clueless bozos steering our ship of state right over a cliff, we've got corporate gangsters stealing us blind, and we can't even clean up after a hurricane much less build a hybrid car. But instead of getting mad, everyone sits around and nods their heads when the politicians say, "Stay the course."

Stay the course? You've got to be kidding. This is America, not the damned Titanic. I'll give you a sound bite: Throw the bums out!

You might think I'm getting senile, that I've gone off my rocker, and maybe I have. But someone has to speak up. I hardly recognize this country anymore. The President of the United States is given a free pass to ignore the Constitution, tap our phones, and lead us to war on a pack of lies. Congress responds to record deficits by passing a huge tax cut for the wealthy (thanks, but I don't need it). The most famous business leaders are not the innovators but the guys in handcuffs. While we're fiddling in Iraq, the Middle East is burning and nobody seems to know what to do. And the press is waving pom-poms instead of asking hard questions. That's not the promise of America my parents and yours traveled across the ocean for. I've had enough. How about you?

I'll go a step further. You can't call yourself a patriot if you're not outraged. This is a fight I'm ready and willing to have.

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On September 11, 2001, we needed a strong leader more than any other time in our history. We needed a steady hand to guide us out of the ashes. Where was George Bush? He was reading a story about a pet goat to kids in Florida when he heard about the attacks. He kept sitting there for twenty minutes with a baffled look on his face. It's all on tape. You can see it for yourself. Then, instead of taking the quickest route back to Washington and immediately going on the air to reassure the panicked people of this country, he decided it wasn't safe to return to the White House. He basically went into hiding for the day—and he told Vice President Dick Cheney to stay put in his bunker. We were all frozen in front of our TVs, scared out of our wits, waiting for our leaders to tell us that we were going to be okay, and there was nobody home. It took Bush a couple of days to get his bearings and devise the right photo op at Ground Zero.

That was George Bush's moment of truth, and he was paralyzed. And what did he do when he'd regained his composure? He led us down the road to Iraq—a road his own father had considered disastrous when he was President. But Bush didn't listen to Daddy. He listened to a higher father. He prides himself on being faith based, not reality based. If that doesn't scare the crap out of you, I don't know what will.
Seriously, if you still have a Bush bumper sticker on your car, go out to the driveway and peel it off right now. It's humiliating you. And if you're the rare good person who currently works for the sleazy snakes currently slithering around in The White House, get out now. It's only a matter of time before these single-minded pigs throw you under the bus. And finally, if you're a real Christian, stop voting for these sociopathic pseudo-Christians who claim to answer to a higher power, while actually undermining the message of Christ. We really need to get past this, or our government will collapse under the weight of all this corruption and incompetence, and the only way we can do that is to work right now to find ourselves some honest, competent leaders who care more about his country more than they do about a small faction's agenda.

1 comment:

johnnymac said...

o yeah? well who--besides you--gives a spit about your worthless political opinions? Numbskullery abounds!