Doubt In The Hills Of My Assassinated America

I’ve been having a lot of doubts lately, doubts in these here hills of the Americas where I live, breathe, squat and swallow. And it only seems to be getting worse. It seems to me that only now the rest of the United States is catching onto the fact that our country are going to hell in a hack and has no chance of getting the redeeming qualities back, unlike what the Chief Executive Officer of the USA who lives on 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue keeps on reassuring us all otherwise.

The premise is this; there’s an unfounded war going on in two foreign countries that have never harmed us, although the entire 911 episode seems to indicate otherwise, yet I am still having serious doubts that the attacks made to the World Trade Center (Twin Towers) in the financial district of New York City were aimed at us entirely or perhaps aimed instead toward the family of George Bush, whose connections with oil and murderous deeds raise plenty of suspicion.

Let me back up a bit first; in order to get the economy going again, then President-elect George W. Bush Jr., back in the early years of the 21st century gave us a tax break; sent those of us who qualified an extra $300 or $600, thinking that most people would spend it, thereby lifting up the economy. He was wrong of course, as most people like myself saved it for a rainy day.

Then 911 hit and the economy seemed to go into a tailspin. Lots of folks were laid off including my brother Louie, companies went bankrupt and a general mood of paranoia set into the country. Still, everyone wondered what was coming next?

There was a promise by Bush to find those weapons of mass destruction (WMD) and to get rid of the evil terrorists that so brutally attacked our country just like they did on December 7, 1941 in Pearl Harbor. But of course, those times back then it was a real threat of war, not a small-scale outfit so Bush could appear as if he knew what he was doing.

But he didn’t then. And he didn’t find those WMDs either. So, he decided to invade Iraq anyway and make Iraq his, for after all Bush likes to play cop-dictator just as much as the next world leader. And he promised he would find Saddam Hussein too; he was “Gonna smoke ‘em outta his hole.” Besides that way, he could avenge the entire act of getting Hussein for his father who in a previous timetable during his presidency and another small-scale war had let him go.

Sounds like a wrestling tag-team doesn’t it?

Yet still, where was the guy that was behind 911 attacks, Osama Bin Laden? Where had he disappeared to? Why did Bush let him stray? Or did he have him at some point and just let him go? Nobody knows for certain. Or perhaps ever will.

Then the war dragged on. And on. And on. And on. And on. Protesters demonstrated nearly everyday in the beginning of the war, but it dwindled, perhaps a few protests were scheduled here and there, but nothing in between.

Then in 2004, for some strange reason, after a good and long and well-fought political campaign season between incumbent Bush & Democratic presidential hopeful John Kerry, including three debates in which Bush looked as good as O.J. Simpson did when he kept telling reporters that someone else killed his ex-wife and not him, Bush was re-elected president.

And he continued on with the terror war; kept on putting more and more money into a losing battle. When asked if he had a target date for pulling out, he seemed to have no clue as to when that might be. And his friendly staff all stood by his side, not offering us any concrete answers. No news is good news, right?

Bush kept saying how the economy was turning around, how better it was becoming. From a personal standpoint he was a boldfaced liar, as through my position in the world as a throat-singing industrial spy, I knew that the economy was moving anywhere fast.

Unemployment was going up again. More manufacturing companies were going out of business, getting swallowed up by giant corporations or the operations were being moved overseas because of cheap labor.

Then gasoline prices started to get out of hand, up to the point today where they are now at least $3.19 a gallon!!! My own state’s attorney’s office is finally getting off their collective half-moons and investigating price-gouging; it’s about fucking time! Then Hurricane Katrina hit and BOOM! There is true chaos in the Gulf region of the United States; dead bodies piling up from New Orleans, Louisiana to Biloxi, Mississippi.

The spread of putrid disease and violence breaking out over the smallest of things, including a fight between two siblings in Mississippi that resulted in the brother shooting his sister in the head over a bag of ice! One million homeless people and we’ve only gone halfway through the hurricane season.

Rising gas prices without stopping anytime soon. Wars in Iraq & Afghanistan with no set goal in mind to pull out and bring our boys back home. Over 1,800 have died for absolutely no reason other than the flimsy excuse that a proud commander-in-chief like Bush telling Americans he’s doing it for freedom. Whose freedom though…Americans or his buddies that run the oil refineries?

So now we’re in a true mess, what does one do? It’s like every bad dream that I could have ever imagined and it gets worse every single day, period.

This is the man who was re-elected to lead our country out of despair and look what happens…no surprise there. For those of you who re-elected Bush, I truly hope you are happy with the way our country is being run straight into the ground, I hope you’re proud of what you did and what little money we have left that is being systematically drained for a losing war. Thanks to those of you who have assassinated my hopes and dreams for a better United States.

Pardon me for a few brief moments as I recite the Pledge of Allegiance to re-affirm my beliefs in my America.

I pledge alienation
To the fag
Of the United Snakes of non-existent Amerikkka
And to the Republican for which it stands
One nation
Under “Bob”
(Split open like a pea pod
Testing by some scientist
To see if we as a nation can swallow it whole)
For freewheeling libido lawsuits and unjustifiable means to and end for none

Whew! I feel so much better now.