Sure, I'm in a bit of a quandary thinking over what does work when it comes to government. True. I happen to see the State as a harmful thing. Too much evidence in my life of that. It is monstrous and disastrous and vast. The system exudes a hypnotist's tract that comes at us in the form of media, altered history, laws, bias, and lingual construction, and it warps the brain of the young, misdirects the mind of the up and coming, and numbs the senses of the aging. The state implants weakness and deference and confusion and malaise. It is here to enslave you, and chances are your mind is halfway there if you are able to thrive within it. The state exists for its own purposes—to empower corporate interests, to empower the rich people who are part of the setup, and to drive most of us into depression and need and fear and put our shoulder to the wheel and die there. There is no National Interest, surprise, surprise. The only true flag those in charge stand behind is waved by Democrat, Republican, Independent, Russian, Brit, Iranian, and Saudi Arabian. This flag is the dollar.

At the top, those with cash sit at the same table. All this kerfuffling harrumphing by Bush about Iran, O deadly enemy of Old. Reagan/Bush Sr. committed treasonous acts against the US people when they made secret deals with Iran, and Bush is still covering it up. They sold their own consciences out with all that "I have no recollection" bullshit, and then pin it on Oliver North. Credible, from a family that helped the Nazis rise to power. Whatever. I don't concern myself with parsing all the various nuances of those that would abuse me, day after day, after day. I will not live in their flow, in their overflow, in their hazy waste. I know what I know, I've seen what I seen, I look for larger patterns, not minutia that is redundified daily—and then I get about the business of climbing. Staying unpolluted as possible by this mental and spiritual malaise that is our "progress" or "public dialogue." Granted, I would do better by not reading news at all, and it's in my plan. But meanwhile, let's not be foolish. Let's not pretend that a seat at a table in a photo will change the rot at the core of this apple, or that Democrat rule will solve those problems at the heart of America's disorders and decay, and let's not pretend that things were fine before Bush exposed all the faultlines. Granted, he has done more harm than I know I've ever seen done to the USA. But he is a product of it, too; a symptom.

Once, not so long ago, I spent a fair amount of time advocating voting Democrat just to get these absolute madmen out of the White House. But I truly am losing even my fight for that discussion. The more the Dems show that they are not real humans with real hearts and real balls, the less I am going to go to bat for them.

These are extreme times. Dems complain about Chavez' far out speech against Bush? Hell yeah. Go Chavez! I love this cabrón. Who else has the cojónes to call a Bush a Bush? Anyone? Anyone? Our own government is turning its back on the Geneva Conventions, all the politicians are drunk on ineptitude and power, and the ones who aren't are impotent. Innocent people are being torturted, raped, and murdered due to a war that we had no business to bring; the Constitution has been completely deprioritized by The Decider Inquisitor; we are planning other "preemptive" wars on the sly and saying we are not; funding for humans in need is being cut to make way for more bombdollars and taxcuts4therich; veterans are being fucked on benefits, important laws regulating logging are being weakened; National Guardsmen are going on shooting sprees by the border because they are bored; words that we all understand perfectly well are being redefined to make it less ego-dystonic for sadists to do their bizness, our secret police (CIA) worships torture, and this big ball of carcass-yarn winds around our mind when we sleep, ties up our hands as we try to move about, dips into our cereal when we're busy waking up—and you want people to make refined speeches that do not offend the Queen's English, that do not offend the complicit Dems, that do not make people uncomfortable? Are you fucking serious?

If so, you are asleep. Just like those cats in the Matrix who had pipes in they head and syrupysweet dreams pumpin' through they mind. You're sayin' Shhhhhh, shhhhh.....tryin' ta sleep....

I'm not wasting my time with trying to be any part of that crooked machine. Join and be subverted. Join and be neutralized. Join and be made "safe" and "comfortable" and enjoy your steak, and do your part to help this giant machine bury another few billion souls. Me, I'm planning a garden far, far, away.

What good would it do to sit at that table? To fill up a photo? Would it change the reality of America and how she do? Would it fit your purpose? Do you see it as getting to the front of the bus?

I see it as a bus going off a cliff. I'd rather be walking.