And The Real Guilty Are...

The real guilty are those that voted for George Bush and the Republican Party the first time and voted again for them once the lying had become fact, the dead soldiers had come home, and all the indications were there that the GOP and this Administration do not function for the good of the people. Not just the common people. Not even just the American people...

Yes, the finger-pointing has begun, and some carefully selected heads will roll, but let's not leave out those Americans that like to shrug their shoulders over global warming, environmental protection, lost pension funds, energy fraud, Saudi Arabian dictators, and think that Liberal stands for Communist, Terrorist, America-Hater, Traitor, or worse, Pro-Choicer, or Gay-Lover.
Indeed, America's grossly misinformed and easily manipulated masses must share the blame for the ineptness of its leaders.

However, rather than condemn the ignoramuses that live among us, who rather believe the lies, support the ad infinitum repeated crappy rhetoric of the Administration, the spin of the evil-eyed Bill O'Reilly, the beligerent uncommon sense of Joe Scarborough, the twisted hate of that snake face Hannity, the deceit of Rush Limbaugh, and the false evangelism of Pat Robertson's, to those we must extend the scepter of Reason, Introspection, Redemption, and a pair of highly corrective eyeglasses.

Your misguided Christianity and gluttonous lifestyle have turned into the toxic sludge that festers under the quiet waters reflecting the blue skies over New Orleans. Together, you have choked that city and every living being in it; moreover you have already polluted our rivers, muffled our media, lined the pockets of the corrupt politicians and their cronies, ambushed our right to privacy, and turned this country into a breeding ground for extremist religious fanatics like Eric Rudolph, a place that like a slowly ripening stinking cheese is creeping toward an ideological war between its Red and Blue denizens. Serbs and Croats used to live side by side before they turned on one another. Perhaps now is the time to look inward, replace un-nuanced one-liners with lively discussion, forego cartoon-kicking the elusive "bad guys" asses, stop playing god over the inhabitants of faraway oil-rich, but uncomfortably religiously fanatical lands, and confess that you've been an itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny wrong all along. But as Bob Dylan sings, "Don't follow leaders, watch your parking meters." Indeed, you're finding yourself parked in a handicapped stall and it's not too late to back out before Karl Rove, Dick Cheney, and George Bush, the three lying, treacherous meter maids of evil axis demagogue, arrive to tow us all up shit creek in a leaky swift boat and leave us with a bible for a paddle.

Let's hope that you will find the courage to reflect on your own complicity and begin to understand that being conservative means "to conserve," not "all for me, and screw the rest of you." Let's not even define what a "compassionate conservative" is supposed to be. We've just had a dose of that magic potion and it's lethal. It's just plain old vanilla compassion that's helping the victims of this Administration's decision to allocate funds to a vanity war—rather than shoring up the levee. That kind of hands-on compassion springs from our humanity and not exclusively from cash-heavy tax-exempt faith-based corporations and it works just fine as long as we remember we're all in this together as planetarians, not property owners.

To Liberals and Democrats I say: wear your affiliation as a badge of honor and never again be intimidated by your own Government into having to hide it as if it were a bad skin disease.
Those of us who oppose the terrorist-breeding tendencies of the GOP and its fear-mongering front-men, have long felt swept under a large rug by the likes of John Ashcroft, to experience the plight of other "losers" like limousine lesbians, lipstick liberals, activist environmentalists, and annoying judges, and whatever snide nickname could be thrown the way of 50% of America's families who vote Democrat in a disgustingly infantile game of mud-slinging. Well, there's plenty of dirt now, the kind that hits the fan, and now it's on all of us, white, black, child, or elderly, and emperor George Bush is wearing a see-through Cat In The Hat suit. Caveat emptor: he will soon begin cleaning up the mess in a way remarkably similar to the way Dr. Seuss portrayed it. Bush's first post-hurricane initiative? Proclaiming September 16's flooding—hopefully his Waterloo—a day of national prayer and remembrance. Prayer, by decree? Oh yeah, prayer worked wonders to keep the levees intact! What's next? Bush putting Homeland Security in God's hands?
Poor people of America. They have lost their activist-judges' selected President. In its place they got a self-appointed Pope, a modern-day Bonaparte!

So, now that the blinders are peeling off, it's clear that suddenly—and unexpectedly—the much vilified Liberals and Democrats have won, long after the last fraudulent and rigged election. Just by keeping a cool head. Some not-so-cool heads will soon roll. Sure. Sadly, it's not a time to celebrate, but to look forward. Except perhaps for that old initiative to have people register to vote at the pump, America's mighty shrine, at which we kneel and pray, and for whose glory we send our sons and daughters to die...

AMERICA, LET'S PRAY NEXT TIME YOU VOTE WITH A CLEAR MIND!

©2005 Rudolf Helder