Fuck the Republican Party
America, the good ol' USA, is a country that was brought into existence by groups of terrorists and insurgents aided by foreign powers. Its first rallying document was the Declaration of Independence, essentially a list of reasons why King George III and the British sucked shit-covered balls. However, no matter what that hand-scrawled Declaration told the colonists, a good many people living in Massachusetts or Maryland had a far simpler answer: "Why revolt against the British? Because fuck them, that's why."
The history of great movements in this nation, or indeed, of any nation, is a tale of people who finally become so fed up with the status quo that all of the rational reasoning mounts and piles up until it all boiled down to a simple "Fuck them." ("Them" being, of course, whoever the powerful are in a historical moment.) The French Revolution, the American civil rights movement, the struggle against apartheid in South Africa are all uprisings of the average person, through whatever means necessary, be it the ballot box, legislative process, or the violence of the gun. These leveraging the required force against those who are dicking them over.
Sometimes it doesn't turn out for the best and sometimes things get even worse (see the media-manipulated Republican "revolution" of 1994 with its thick-headed motto of "Throw the bums out"), but such is nearly always the end result of constant, endless disempowerment of the masses, the unending thrum of voices calling wrong what the people know in their gut is right and true.
Now, even through the deadening fog of Fox "News" rhetoric, multiple jobs, dying pensions, depleting health care, mounting credit card debt, a looming housing crash, near force-feed of fatty foods, soul-leaching reality TV, the entire cultural apparatus telling us we must want more and more crap (new house, new car, new computer, new spouse, new clothes, new life), the dead-ends of public debate, government-instilled paranoia, dementia and racism masked as religious faith, the unsubtle shove towards xenophobic isolation, an antagonistic corporate media, the vicious street-beating death of American intellectual thought, and Bush-worship masked as patriotism, through it all we have come to this moment, frightening and exhilarating in its implications, where we, as a majority, are looking at the ruin and waste that surrounds us, piles of shit that we are told are mountains of gold, and we can finally, in this savage season of late 2006, at long last come to say, "You know what? Fuck them."
Fuck them for trying to make us believe that America's acts of mass destruction, its bumblings into conflagration and apocalypse, in Iraq and elsewhere are actually just speed bumps, commas, if you will, on the road to a peaceful world of democratic nations bowing down to blow the softening cock of American hegemony.
Fuck them for holding themselves up as arbiters of morality and when they were confronted with a simple moral equation, they cast their lot with savages and genocidal maniacs. No, not the embryonic stem cell research vote, you backwards ass anti-science fundamentalist fucks. On torture and judicial rights, where even those who proclaimed themselves defenders of the detained and imprisoned ended up dancing like slut marionettes on a puppet pole in the Oval Office when it came down to actually, say, defending the detained and imprisoned.
Fuck them for making Americans hated around the world, as if we're all ex-Nazis or, maybe more accurately, members of Pinochet's Chilean army back in the day, squandering the real triumph of America as a beacon of rights and fairness. However unreal that image was, it's better than being "that big ass country that tortures innocent people."
Fuck them for leaving New Orleans and the Gulf Coast to die, as if somehow those parts of the country were gangrenous toes that could just be cut off.
Fuck them for telling us we're too stupid or traitorous to understand what it is they're doing in trying to re-make the earth in their image, for keeping secrets in the name of their own security while literally and figuratively selling out ours.
Fuck them for lying to us about so goddamn much, about science, about their own policies, about what they actually, really were recorded saying, about what's genuinely important, like the out of control debt and the melting planet, instead trying to get us to think that, if a couple of guys wanna get married or if some pop singer's tit jumps out of her blouse, God will smash the earth with his mighty Bible-club of divine justice.
Fuck them all, all the Republicans in Congress, all members the conservative spooge-bucket brigade, all their corporate masters yanking on their nipple clips and shoving cold cash up their asses for their obeisance, all the liars and sinners and avaricious rats of the evangelical right, and especially all the fuckwads in the White House. They all had their chance and they fucked it up far beyond any offered excuse of incompetence.
Come Tuesday, put down the bong, get up off the counch, brush off the crumbs of Doritos and Halloween candy and walk toward voting booth, no matter where, with that rage burning in you, and vote them into oblivion.
And if come Wednesday morning it turns out they've dicked us over one more time by hacking the vote, by screwing with the polls, then maybe we've reached a point in this America where it's time to flee...
or fight.
Jim on 11.02.06 @ 07:18 PM PST [link]
