simple man's view of where we are and how we got there

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A simple man’s view of where we are and how we got there

It was 1999, I was minding my own business and trying to get by and then in November the country cast their ballots for a president of this great country.  We had to choose between a pretty smart Guy named Gore a smarter guy named Nader and this affable fellow but not too bright compassionate conservative named Bush.

Each side had their slogans don’t get Gored by Gore, don’t get bushwhacked by Bush and I can’t remember what that smarter guys side said.  I did my duty and voted and I voted for Gore because he seemed like a decent fellow, pretty smart although I didn’t care for that lip lock he laid on Tippy at the convention.  I’m just glad he didn’t grab her boob.

I lived in Florida at the time and still do as a matter of fact, but those ballots had a lot of swinging chads and so that not so smart but affable fellows brother, who was the governor had that lady who wore so much make up that I thought her face would crack if she gave any other expression than that phony smile they had painted on her face, declared the not so smart affable fellow president.

Well I was a little miffed because the country had done so well with that Rhodes Scholar chap who liked to do weird things with cigars and interns but I said what the hell, how bad could the not so smart affable fellow be anyhow.

So I’m going along with my life not really all that interested in politics.  I thought we had the usual amount of pilfering of the treasury by those lawbreakers up in Washington but they had left enough to kind of go around.

I got kind of nervous in December though, you know the world was about to end because of that Y2K thing was going to destroy everything electronic in the world.  I survived the Y2K fiasco so I thought everything was peachy.  Well now we fast forward a little.  Well then one day I woke up and turned the TV on and I see the world trade center on fire and come to find out a plane had run into it then kabloom another plane hits the other one.

I was upset because I had lived about 10 blocks north of those towers until 1986 when I had moved to Florida, I had even worked there on occasion and had some friends still there.  Come to find out that a bunch of fellows from Saudi Arabia had done it on purpose.  Now that not to bright affable fellow that was president had a bunch of friends from Saudi Arabia so I figure that they would sort it all out.

It turns out that these Saudi Arabia fellows had been told by the tallest guy in Afghanistan that if they took flying lessons and flew into those towers that they would go straight to heaven a get to have their way with 70 virgins.  I thought that was kind of silly because God won’t let you do that.

I was real mad at that tall Saudi guy in Afghanistan and turns out that that smart Rhode Scholar president had known all along that that tall rascal was up to no good and even took a couple of shots at him but missed.

Being a smart chap and knowing he was retiring in a few months, he told the not so smart affable new president about that tall fellow in Afghanistan but he got the bums rush out of the White House and they all snickered and thought they knew how to handle it.  Turns out that they gave those bad boys in Afghanistan a bunch of aid money before they flew into my friends buildings.

Now after that not so smart affable new president flew all his Saudi friends out of the country because everybody got pretty mad at those guys, he decided that he was going to go and kick some ass over there in Afghanistan.

A couple of weeks after the planes knocked down the tall buildings our not so smart but affable president says that we need to start a checking all those e-mails, phone calls, bank records, medical records, and we even need to start looking at who’s reading what at the public library and who’s buying them bad guy books at the Barnes and Noble store.  He says that if he has got to go before a judge a get permission that those bad guys are going to gets again.

So all them lawbreakers up in the capital jump into step and say ok Mr. President save us from them bad guys.  Hmmm I still am wondering how reading the letters I write to my mama is going to keep us safe?  Besides a bunch of real smart and brave men wrote this thing called the constitution which protects us from some guy like that ole King George way back when to go doing anything he wants to do to the people he governs.  You know it’s kind of funny that the president and that ole king got the same name though.

So everybody on the planet is on America’s side because they knew that all those poor folks working in them towers most of whom where just poor schmucks trying to get by on a paycheck.  Even them fellows in Iran, who had made ole Jimmy Carter look dumb by making those embassy folks stay in Iran longer than they had planed, gave America permission to fly our bombers over their country so we could go get the tall fellow over in Afghanistan.

Everything went pretty good to begin with; we beat up them Taliban and al Qaedian fellows pretty good but we kind of lost track of that tall rascal in Afghanistan.  Then all of a sudden something kind of weird starts to happen.  That not so smart affable president starts getting real mad at that Saddam fellow and says if he don’t turn over the weapons of math instruction he was going to bomb the hell out of him.

And it wasn’t weapons of math instruction but mass destruction and he knew that Saddam fellow had some because his Daddy who had been president before that smart Rhodes Scholar president had given him some to shoot at them Iranian guys who had been fighting for years and loosing millions of troops to each other kind of canceling each others threat to the rest of the region out.

Well now the rest of the world is saying hey Mr. President, we got this Saddam fellow all bottled up with you blowing up all his air planes and tanks and such and with that no fly zone thing they can’t really be much of a threat, and furthermore those smart guys from the U.N. have been looking for those mass destruction things for a few years and can’t find nary a one, but Mr. President keeps getting advice from that chubby mad looking fellow I think who’s nick name is Tator you know Dick “Tator” Cheney.

Even Mr. Presidents generals say hey wait a minute we ain’t even got that tall fellow over in Afghanistan yet and we ain’t got enough troops to occupy that Saddam fellow’s country.  Well sure enough that banker fellow who advised the president said what does that smart alleck general know about warfare, when we get that Saddam fellow all those Iraqi boys and girls will shower us with flowers for getting that bad ole Saddam guy.

Mr. President goes up to all them lawbreakers up on the Capital and says, let me take that SOB with all them WMD’s my daddy gave him down so America will be safe, cause that Saddam fellow was in bed with that tall guy we can’t find in Afghanistan.

I don’t know why but all them guys in the CIA kind of know that the President is making up a lot of stuff that ain’t quite true, but they don’t say nothing except for that Mr. Wilson and his pretty wife, who we found out from that guy that worked for Dick “Tator” Cheney, was a spy.

I don’t know about you, but I think that we shouldn’t tell everybody who our spies are, cause nobody will trust them anymore, and I think it’s against the law and turns out it was and so Tatars buddy Scooter was supposed to go to jail but that not so bright affable Mr. President said he had suffered enough so he let him go.

Now back to that Saddam fellow, Mr. President starts to bomb, then he invades Iraq and every thing went so well Mr. President got to land on an airplane on that big ole boat and with that big budge in his flight suit all puffed up declared the mission was accomplished.

Well it turns out that he didn’t tell those Iraqi fellows. It seems them Sunni’s fellows and them Shiite’s just don’t see eye to eye and would rather shoot each other than spit.  So instead of showering our troops with flowers they start taking all them bombs that they had left over and nobody secured and get real mad.

Then they start to take TV remotes and cell phones and make up these remote controlled bombs from all them artillery shells and every time a U.S. Hummer comes by they change the channel and blow up our soldier boys and girls.  Then them al Qaedians start to wear those funny vests that blow up and go into where all the Muslims go to church and start to blowing up all those old church’s.

All them Sunni and Shiite people get so mad at each other that they start to kick each other out of their neighborhoods, and they aren’t being so civil about and they go to warring on each other and our soldier boys and girls are smack in the middle of it.

Ok it’s election time again and it turns out that not so smart fellow is not so affable anymore because everyone is getting pretty mad at him for not really having accomplished any of the mission he started to accomplish.  In fact every time he comes on TV he’s changing the mission.  I guess if I was a general I’d be pretty confused now.

So they go campaigning and running against this tall war hero guy and I say to myself well the public can’t be dumb enough to vote for that not so smart fellow and his mad fat buddy Tatar.  It turns out that they got whole lots of ads claiming that war hero was a fake.  Not one of them who claimed it ever got into a fight along side him but it didn’t seem to make any difference.  It seems if you put a big lie on TV and that Rush O’Reilly, and that Glenn Coultergeist says so everyone starts to believe it.

I believe that a lot of people where fooled by all that TV talk and they say that the not so smart fellow won the election again.  Then he starts color coding the terror and seem like every time them lawbreakers in Washington go to voting on something that takes away some rights that color code seems to light up real high.

Right in the middle of this war and terror stuff here came Katrina and it sinks the city of New Orleans.  Now all these people are living in the football stadium and Mr. President is on Vacation, but not to fear the Presidents good buddy Brownie is in charge of disaster relief.  Mr. President came on the TV while all these people didn’t even have nothing to drink and he told Brownie your doing a hell of a job.  I bet all them folks in New Orleans thought it was just hell and not a hell of a job.  It turns out Brownie had been working for some horse show association and had got the job because Mr. Presidents 2000 campaign manager knew Brownie.

Things just keep getting worse and worse in Iraq and Mr. President decides to change the mission again and says when them Iraqi’s stand up we will stand down.  The Iraqi’s start standing up and raising all kinds of hell shooting and bombing the hell out of Baghdad.

Then we have another election.  Too bad we can’t vote for president yet but everyone is so mad at Mr. President that they send a bunch of his lawbreaker friends from Washington packing.  This leaves the Democrats in charge and the first thing that that pretty new speaker does is tell the president he don’t have to worry about his job and he can keep on breaking the law and making new laws that take away out rights.

Things are getting so bad for the President that Mr. Bush’s Daddy gets all his old buddies from his presidency together to help his not so smart sonny boy out with some good advice.  Daddy’s buddies come up with some real good advice but Sonny decides he is going to send a bunch more soldiers over to Iraq to get a hold of the situation and then he says he is going to take the advice of the General Petraeus.  I don’t buy it though because he hasn’t listened to any of the real smart generals yet.  Every time somebody asks what’s going on, Sonny says he is standing behind the general kind of like some kind of sissy standing behind his mommy and giving the country the finger.

Now it’s as bad as ever and the country is borrowing all its money from China to pay for all these bullets and bombs and to pay all them Hessian soldiers from that army called Blackwater.

You would think that those Democrats would stand up to that mean bully of a not so smart president and take away his allowance.  So far though they won’t do anything and Mr. President is getting so mean that he won’t let those little kids even go to a doctor when they get sick.

I don’t know about the rest of you but I think the country is being lead down the wrong path by a bunch of mean folks that don’t give a hoot about anything excepting what makes them richer and meaner.

These new people who want to be president are going to have a big mess to clean up when they take over next year.  Good luck everyone I hope I still have a country that I want to belong to by then.

Peace and Liberty through intelligence, strength and integrity.

Authors Bio:
I am a Musician, political Junkie, Father, Husband, who cares very much about the United States of America and what is being done to the Ideals and citizens of this great Nation.

I want to restore the Constitution and the Bill of Rights to what the founders of this nation intended to protect us from.

I was born in Niagara Falls, N.Y. and I now reside in Florida. I am tired of the media being manipulated by Faux News and right wing propaganda that leading our Democracy into the moral and financial abyss.

I want the American people to wake up and take back this country to restore it to be a beacon of freedom and liberty to the world again.