i just emailed a couple of the whores who purport to represent me in the national bagnio in whoretown on the potomac ( no i did not threaten them...i did point out that 1) they had to stand for re-election sometime, and 2) that the mood among the citizenry is growing increasingly ugly ) by now visclosky's robotic message interceptors have compressed the digital information in my screed and punted it off into the ethereal void of the internet's bottomless recycle bin...but fuck him...he is , after all, a politician and no more in touch with the mood of the street than donald trump or t boone pickens...if he was he would be beating on the door of cheney's bunker and claiming right of sanctuary by dint of being a fellow whore...they may all end up hunkered down in there before it's all over...taking turns flogging grover nordquist with rubber hoses while ruminating on where it all went wrong..stunned that bernanke and geithner could have been so wrong...they're economists after all and so know everything there is about an economy...they said so in their resumes...no-one form am ivy league school is ever wrong...right? their world view is a pile of smoking ashes and the chinese are ascendant...soon cheap statues of chairman mao will dot the landscape of the heartland and mandarin will be babbled in town halls and beer gardens everywhere...for those still boxed in by the exceptionalist thinking they picked up in high school civics ( the kiwanis club membership say...or perhaps the young republicans )the end of the american century will come as a heavy blow...the smart money is already invested in gold and the three gorges dam...the rest of us are screwed.
tonight is my fortieth high school class reunion and tomorrow they are having some monsterous abortion called "brickie fest"...i am going to a bar to see my son-in-law's band tonight and out to the garden on campus tomorrow...they will have to get on without me as best they can...relief all around
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