Thursday, December 30, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Truth for Truth's Sake
Politics can take many dimensions. Deception is one of the most popular forms, for sure, but to focus on just deception is to fall prey to narrow mindedness. If you want to be simple in politics focus on intentions. And by that I mean you have to ignore words, and research results. I dare conservatives to debate because I watch CSPAN, I read the CBO reports...and I watch FOX and listen to right-wing radio. When someone parrots one of those talking heads I know they have a flank uncovered. And I attack it. Like shooting fish in a barrel...
Thursday, December 09, 2010
Friday, December 03, 2010
Wednesday, December 01, 2010
To Be A Conservative
To be a conservative,
is to be from Tory descent;
to quote the Constitution,
not knowing what it meant.
To see freedom in restraint,
rights in selfishness;
To damn the poor,
to the point of helplessness.
To roll the dice,
and take Park Place;
or to loose it all,
for having no Grace.
To send troops to war,
far and wide;
but the conservative,
only watches from the side.
To hide the truth,
by dimming the lights;
fond of keeping reality,
clearly out of sight.
To praise responsibility,
on all and the same;
but cried like a school girl,
after the tax-man came.
To look at the oceans,
the sky and old sod,
as if it were unbreakable,
by the hands of human lords.
To wrap up they live in spit,
for pride is a conservative's might;
yet always fearing the pain,
of being bitchslapped in a motherfuckin' Liberal's quatrain!
is to be from Tory descent;
to quote the Constitution,
not knowing what it meant.
To see freedom in restraint,
rights in selfishness;
To damn the poor,
to the point of helplessness.
To roll the dice,
and take Park Place;
or to loose it all,
for having no Grace.
To send troops to war,
far and wide;
but the conservative,
only watches from the side.
To hide the truth,
by dimming the lights;
fond of keeping reality,
clearly out of sight.
To praise responsibility,
on all and the same;
but cried like a school girl,
after the tax-man came.
To look at the oceans,
the sky and old sod,
as if it were unbreakable,
by the hands of human lords.
To wrap up they live in spit,
for pride is a conservative's might;
yet always fearing the pain,
of being bitchslapped in a motherfuckin' Liberal's quatrain!