Friday, August 31, 2007

so much to talk about...

Well, there is a ton I could talk about today. Really, I have no time to write this but I feel compelled to. I am going to skip the obvious: The US Senator trying to get/give head in an air port toilet, the never ending bitching about how it everybody else's fault that Katrina wiped them out and are intentionally keeping them down, how this presidential candidate is making stuff up about that presidential candidate... No no. I will keep it to just three issues. More than my normal, true, but not as many as I could go after today.
First, Bush wants to bail out the mortgage companies who made horrible decisions and lost a ton of money. Those are big boys and girls in charge of those banks. They knew the risks. Yet like everything else, e.g. airlines, Amtrak, certain other industries who make retarded choices, we the tax payers are forced to foot the bill, this time for predatory lenders, before for airlines who treat their customers like shit and charge for a disgusting sandwich. Tell ya what airlines people, you want us to fly more, try being on time, giving us a modicum of leg room, and don't let fuckers with box cutters on.
So once again we bail out stupid corporations who lent 115% of an appraised value to somebody with a 500 credit score who works at Winchell's. Of course those who took the aforementioned loan or some some reverse-am mortgage, blame the company. Please people... You just make my job harder.
Second, I want to talk about WMDs. A man I know met a Brit the other day who was in the British Navy a while back before we invaded. The Brit told him that they had continually stopped boat loads of chemical and biological weapons headed to sea from Iraq as well as nuke parts. Of course we never heard about it. While I was there I heard several first hand accounts both from Iraqis and Americans who were there before of similar stories. Tie this in with the bottle of Phosgene gas found in some drawer next to the Malox and Advil in a UN building in downtown New York City. Picked up in '96 in Iraq and kinda just stuffed aside, it is a very good thing Saddam didn't have any WMDs. I mean he destroyed them all of course. Some time between '96 and '03, he apparently was able to destroy all his WMDs, all the while hiding them from spy satellites and people on the ground. Oh, yeah, and all the documents related to it were destroyed too. That must be why he didn't let the inspectors in after UN resolution 1441. He didn't want them to see the paper work scattered all over the place.
And finally, the Weekly World News closed its doors. Yes, no more reading about BatBoy in the grocery lines. No more Elvis mating with an alien. Not even bigfoot sightings at Wal Mart. No, that is over. And what is worse, I saw an interview with three formers writers for the WWN and they came out and said the stories were made up. I was crushed. I felt like I did when I was a kids and for the first time, caught two wrestlers talking to each other during the match, discussing the next move while one was in a head lock. It's like finding out finally there is no Santa. You kinda knew, but you never wanted the proof. So long WWN. You will be missed.

1 comment:

paz y amor said...

There's no SANTA??!!!?!!? Aw man! Find me a high building to jump off of!