Kill The President

Wake up. We live in an America where the title of this article alone could land me in prison, or in a detention camp where I could be tortured or killed without trial or jury, treated like an animal, because I used harsh words against a public figure who is dismantling everything this nation once held sacred. We live in an America where people like me so desperately try to warn others of what is happening in the open, and are ignored and ridiculed, because it is the natural instinct of people now, to numbly go through their days without thinking or caring, only to rinse and repeat their dull and pointless lives until the gravedigger clocks in. We live in an America where the idea of greatness is an impossibility, submission is an unspoken acceptance, out of fear we have not questioned and refuse to confront.

The President of the United States is the biggest criminal in the United States, and should be killed for treason, it is that sharp, and it is that simple. Like George Bush before him, Obama has waged a war on the American people and on world peace. We are chasing ghosts around the world, as reckless rage and hatred from September 11th has turned us into nothing more than killers, killers of our own innocence, our rule of law, our reason, our freedoms, our shared ideals, and our own safety. Somehow, Thanks to another treasonous leader, we have turned a small group of Saudi Arabians who ran planes into buildings, a World War. To deny this War on Terror of it's rightful place as a World War, would be ignorant and brainwashed. Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Iran, Syria, Libya, Egypt, Saudi Arabia have all been destabilized by either or military or intelligence agency over the past decade. Hundreds of thousands of people have died, and yet, have we fulfilled our blind vengeance? No.

Now, after Bush completed the first phase of a wartime government, Obama has come in under pretense of change and transparency to bring the War on Terror to us, the people. He has passed Executive Orders that allow the President to order any person in the world to be killed or disappeared without a trial. He has given himself the legal authority to do this. He has given himself the legal authority to at any time put this country into a state of emergency, giving himself the ability to shut down the internet, control radio waves, and take over all communication amongst American citizens with an iron fist. His demonic child, The Department of Homeland Security, treats our people like animals in every airport, giving strip searches to children, pulling apart medical disadvantages of travelers to embarrass them. The TSA is conditioning us to think it is normal to be treated as a terrorist, and assumed to be terrorists. They are expanding themselves to public events and other modes of public transportation, making sure we cannot go anywhere without the Federal government literally holding us by the balls.

Our leaders, the Presidents are supposed to protect us, supposed to lead our military, but instead, our Presidents are OK'ing wire taps of innocent citizens, OK'ing the constant hacking of our private emails, our search history, what we read on Wikipedia, what we see on YouTube, who we are on Facebook. It is all documented and tracked, because after all, YOU might be the terrorist. And now, to a city near you, unmanned drone planes and helicopters will be patrolling U.S. skies with heavy weaponry and surveillance to "protect" the American people. When is the last time you began looking above the stoplights in your towns busiest intersections? Did you ignore the cameras standing high above the lights? Did you ever question if they were cameras? Why they are there? or did you just trust a government who does not trust you enough to let you go one day with privacy.

This all sounds crazy doesn't it? This sounds paranoid, like a rant from a terrorist or Crystal Meth-head. It isn't, it's all true, it's all documented, and if you care to know the oppression you are being set up for without knowledge of it's existence I will provide all the evidence I must under this call to arms. It is a mental call to arms, only to be aware of what is going on around you, to understand the bickering and political arguments you see on T.V. are pointless, they are a Republican and Democrat distraction from what is really happening to our country, a complete control grid that will do nothing but take over our freedoms from the inside, and the President is allowing it, he is refusing to talk to the press, he is refusing to openly discuss our involvement in Middle East countries we have not declared war on, he is refusing to answer questions, he is refusing to uphold the promises he made four years ago, refusing to stop the violent suppression of protests across the country, refusing to acknowledge rooftop snipers and arms aerial teams watching over unarmed citizens as they protest NATO or their corrupt leaders. He is refusing to speak about his own Executive Orders, refusing to admit economic calamity that we feel every day. Everyone knows someone who has been laid-off, whose homes have been taken and put up for auction, who's factory has been shut down, who's credit will hold them as slaves for decades, who's diplomas and degrees are useless and undervalued, yet we are told by our leaders, the reality is, these things are not happening.

The more we learn, about our leaders, the more we speak out against the corruption, the more we are cornered and set up to be controlled, to make sure our anger and frustration is nothing more than empty words of a weakling that will be bullied and broken. Our "Commander" like the "Commander" before, is in reality, public enemy number one, and he will do nothing more than lead us into slaughter. But for some reason we believe these people, we trust them, though we do not know them, and when we study them, we quickly learn, THEY are not US, THEY do not care about US, and they will sell US down the river, so THEY can buy vacation homes and lifelong seats as our masters. Kill the President, as a matter of fact, leave the jury and hang the judges, burn down the House. No? Too scary? OK, don't fight for yourself or your country or the future of your name, but don't say I didn't warn you things are only going to get progressively worse, and surely don't pretend when you hit rock bottom that you didn't see it coming.


Obama's want to shut down the internet:

http://www.inquisitr.com/294735/obama-considers-executive-order-on-cybersecurity-after-senate-kills-the-bill/

Drones over U.S.:

 http://www.jdnews.com/opinion/line-107036-drawn-drones.html

Assassinate U.S. citizens:

http://www.motherjones.com/politics/2012/07/congress-disclose-obama-targeted-killing-memos

Pretext to war in Iraq, I mean Syria:

http://www.leaderpost.com/news/Chemical+warfare+could+prompt+move+against+Syria+Obama/7119022/story.html

CCTV IN America:

http://www.timminspress.com/2012/07/25/police-get-eye-in-the-sky

TSA Expansion:

http://www.examiner.com/article/tsa-amtrak-police-hassle-journalist-recording-their-activities

Surveillance of Internet:

http://www.smh.com.au/opinion/political-news/internet-surveillance-put-off-until-after-the-election-20120809-23x6a.html

Wire Taps?:

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/08/17/todd-akin-missouri-gop-se_n_1795844.html



STOP DENYING THE SAD TRUTH OF WHAT WE ARE BECOMING.

Kiss The Strings Bitch

First off, this http://www.weeklystandard.com/blogs/biden-invokes-paul-ryans-deceased-father-question-vp-candidates-values_649913.html does not matter. In, fact, I met an ex-felon who played a single string guitar tonight who mattered way more than this potent bullshittery.

There is no reason to talk about this http://www.weeklystandard.com/blogs/biden-invokes-paul-ryans-deceased-father-question-vp-candidates-values_649913.html because it does not affect me. It is garbage, and for some reason this http://www.weeklystandard.com/blogs/biden-invokes-paul-ryans-deceased-father-question-vp-candidates-values_649913.html is something a person actually wrote, commentated on, and got paid for. While people bickered, winced and judged about the tomfoolery of this trash, and picked sides of an argument based around the generation of trash, I played air drums on my knees, beat them numb, patted my way into the minds of anyone around, and did so while my friend and his mustache..and his one-string guitar, brought the house of a two-person concert down.

At least four pisses I had tonight lasted longer than the attention span of the average voter, so this, http://www.cnn.com/2012/08/13/justice/texas-am-shooting/index.html?hpt=hp_t1 does not at all matter to me. Reading this http://www.cnn.com/2012/08/13/justice/texas-am-shooting/index.html?hpt=hp_t1 changed my mind about nothing, to be honest, I didn't even read it, all I had to do is look at the headline and picture, and I knew, it was a waste of time, never to change my mind...about anything. Truth is I don't live in Texas, and a couple dead folk aren't going to scare me into locking myself in a prison of fear. In other news, three people shot pool tonight and had a great time at a rundown bar called Tony's in Newark Ohio, the survivors all tell tales of laughter and sarcasm. Innocent by-standards enjoyed themselves with complete strangers whom they had nothing in common with but existence, and for the sake of attention-grabbing lines it was a massacre.

I don't know how any of us can live tomorrow knowing our globe is warming, that hurricanes and earthquakes are a reality, and that people in the desert across the world hate America. At least three people died today, OH MY, the world is a cruel and ugly place, we must cower from it, and plug ourselves into shit that does not actually happen in our day-to-day lives to dull the pain, of things that do not affect us. Oh no, we must all be afraid...shit happens, and it is shit happening that we need to focus all of our energy on, and it is shit happening that we MUST avoid, because in a perfect world, if God was willing, nothing would happen, and we would all live eternally boring lives, free of death in collared shirts and tivo'ed favorites. Please have mercy on us events.

The End of The Tunnel Blinds

All I own is a hand full of change, all I care for is for the world to rearrange, no simple rhymes and no darker times could lead me back to what I may never know. The glass beyond has no color or shape, or definition, or explanation, or time, only a glimpse of what could be, what I pray, will someday be mine. Without the drama or laughter, comedy or divine, I do not care about what I pray to be mine.

And I will be yours, forever and more, and statements and words, and life without core. Without rhymes and score, I know there's no more, what lies ahead and unknowns are in store. All I can do is imagine a world, a month, a year, a moment of yours. And sure enough as life went before, and will go on forever and more, and all I know is pain and growth, and the bad soliloquies, pain-staked thoughts and frozen depths of a lost understanding, of life and children, of joy and smiles, and possibilities seen, not by God or by miles.

A truth, no words can explain, or find or ignore, a hope that I can implant what could be in store. But if life existed it was and not were, tales would be poured of our time and much more, cadence and word become such a bore, when I get a split second of what you have bore. A glimmer, a hope, a smile, a second, all gone in the is's and won't's of what will never be splendid.

A day, a minute, and hour, or glance, I cannot deny such a miserably fortunate circumstance. I am but a fish with a bit of worm, a fisher losing his crawl, I cannot laugh, I will not ball, but I will long, for the distant doll, and as life goes, I will forever dream and want, what I'm destined to chase, a prayer I can repeat and will never have, and though it pains to know what is truth, I am blessed have seen beauty in a world, so closed to the most and controlled by the host, a glimmer of hope in the beads I love most, and this, will never change, and so though it may be a hand full of dime, I still hold on to things which could be down the line.

The Bastard Glass

The open end of the Glass never speaks, though it’s lips are curled, capturing the essence of an angered scream, frozen in the sands and waters of charred hands and focused eyes.

The Glass has but one expression, though It’s insides pour to the soil, delivered without hymns or enunciation, explanation, appreciation, representation, or what begins at a sea and holds a commune without E Pluribus Unum, in the modern times iNation. 

An iFor every word, as entertainers giggle at The Eye’s in every word, temples of worship and hidden degrees of threes in these, but Symbols cannot see and will not, the things held dear to This and Me. But I is Them, and They are not I, so I say to Myself I cannot be trusted or battered or busted, because They will never cease and this shall be infinitely true, in a world filled with Them, Me’s, I’s, and You’s. 

The tree stands strong, though splintered in winter, and lashed in the spring, but the Devil may play and torment all things. He dances and laughs, over broken glasses and ashes, of Those he had burned and Those he does seek, only a mirage, a play, and portraits of bleak. Oh, suppose without him the world would be dull, destinies fulfilled, races with one-million tied first, no hunger or war, no disease or thirst. 

The Glass could be evil but it never speaks, it stands between the days and years, holding and pouring, both mead and beers, and wine, and whiskey, delegating strange nights and days, mistakes to Us all, and stories and song, of both right and wrong.

The Glass delegates to us how life will spill, though it is the glasses content inside Me, not My own, not Thine own, a foreign object frustrated and dormant, using Us as puppets to scream and carry out cemented abandon, tricking Us to be as hopeless and concerning as itself, The Bastard Glass deserves some more discerning.

Killing for Fifteen Minutes

James Holmes is not the "Joker", he is a joke, another twisted example of how perceived normalcy can quickly disintegrate into a fractured reality. His "work" is already being compared to Columbine and rightfully so. It wasn't a high school, it wasn't a two man job, job but it was in fact a production, a trick we have all fallen for. Unfortunately, our rating system is to blame, our media is to blame, our social atmosphere, and our current obsession with doom.

In the Columbine case, Eric Harris and Dylan Kiebold have been placed under the psychological microscope for years. Some pointed to bullying, some pointed to violent video games and movies to pick up the blame, but it was always about something more to the two murderers, it was about relevance.

Harris and Kiebold video-taped themselves plotting and planning, hanging out and listening to "Miserlou" by Dick Dale, the intro theme to "Pulp Fiction", talking about DOOM, and glorifying other mediums of conjured violence like Natural Born Killers. Kiebold himself planned on attending college to be in video production. The two talked about how Columbine was their prison, and on that fateful day they decided to put on their biggest show, one that is remembered better than most movies, games, or cd's from that time period. In death, they reached fame, and if Kiebold finished out four years at school, then spent twenty honing the craft of becoming a director, the chances are that he would never reach that same level of fame or notoriety.

James Holmes has some striking similarities when it comes to strategy. Fish in a barrel scenario, where the mentality is not to assassinate a specific person, but to "kill em' all". The more dead, the more of a shock wave will go through the media, if you score enough points, you will be remembered as "the orchestrator of the worst shooting in U.S. History", that is, until another nobody comes along and decides any press is good press. Both situations involved the use of explosives, careful planning, and a sense of no remorse. James Holmes smiles in his mugshot as if he had just received a major accolade that he is humbled by. Holmes also shows the obsession with film, killing at a Batman preview, dressing like the nemesis Bane, telling the arresting officers he was "The Joker". Is this just a schizophrenic who has lost touch with reality? Doubt it.

It is the middle of a presidential election, and all we will hear from the media for the next month or so will be this story. Even in the attacks and negative light, they will play right into Holmes' plan of fame by force. Violence, especially against the average American, gets ratings, so it gets the coverage. This modern obsession is a sick and public version of mass masochism, though some would argue this human obsession stretches beyond newer-age media. The political games will begin, and surely we will learn it is "never too soon" to exploit a tragedy, whether it be for tightening up gun laws, or witch-hunting scapegoats. We will continue to ask the wrong questions and provide the wrong answers.

To me it has become obvious that the best way to handle these situations is to keep the killer's name anonymous. The media can be intimidated into not releasing the truths about war or various other names and stories that exist, but there is almost a sense of ratings-driven worship for these people. It must stop. If the fame and name is detached from these slayings, they will decrease, at least this style of media-driven murder. It has become apparent that those who have a true problem with being nameless will do anything to be remembered, and have no remorse, because they did something they wanted to, and achieved what they crave. It's a form of selling your soul to the Devil and never learning how to play guitar.

If James Holmes knew that he spent all of that time bugging his home with explosives, planning out his garb, plotting the attack like a militant for drama and effectiveness, only to be called "the gunman" by every news outlet, my money is that he wouldn't have done the attack at all. These are events that are not driven by beliefs, they are not sociological, political, or religious, it is violence for the sake of violence, killing the innocent to prove only that you have killed the innocent. So James Holmes, this is all you get from me. You are a nobody, a nothing, a coward, a loser. Perhaps the nerdiest thing I have ever heard is to stage a mass killing of unarmed civilians that circles around Batman, you pussy. Hope it was worth the lifetime of prison reaming, because last time I checked there aren't many neuroscience students in the big house, and I'm sure all the boys in the pen would love to have their first.

Last Call America

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2IhqYu8RRlk

It's last call America, finish your scotch. It's last call America, your clean shaven boys in their twenties, thirties, and forties don't drink scotch anymore, and they sure don't let sweat from rocks abandoning the glass dampen dirt beneath manicured fingernails. Say your prayers America, before an atheist with godlessly good lawyers topples your temple of worship. Drink up America, you are getting fucked, and the morning only promises the grim clench of a regretful face and mistakes made in the night.

Take two more shots, quick, before the drive home America, deaden the pain, go comatose for the boys in blue, because when they peel you from the wreckage, your whole body will be the same color as their uniforms, even if you climb out unscathed. Buy a lawyer America, spend money to delay the inevitable incarceration, the clammy cement of a sleep on the rock bottom, because you feel absolved of crimes attached to the lifestyle of a destructive lush.

Blame the Republicans America, blame the Jews and Democrats, the media, the spics and crackers and niggers. Blame the youth, the teachers, the leaders and the unions, blame the rich, the poor, the unemployed, underemployed and billionaires. Blame the failures and successes, the taxes and wars, the trade deals, blame it all America, but it's last call, so you drink up, and refuse to blame yourself. Curse the bartender if you must, but tip accordingly America, because he's been putting up with your hateful bullshit, and you scaring off all the good customers with your drunken nonsense.

You're card was declined America, you ran one Hell of a tab, you told a Cherokee he had a drinking problem then threw up on yourself. You owe your home, your job, your dreams, your promise, and most importantly, your word. So pay up, because it's all drunken babble and it's all just a way for you to escape what you owe. The TV told you it was OK, Hell grandma told you it was OK to escape, to deflect, to bury yourself in the pointless finger-pointing and endless gripes of a divided nation on a fifty year bender. Curse em' all America, whine like the soft spoiled brat you have become, blame the blackout on your tab, it doesn't change the fact that the binge wasn't on the house. Don't cry America, I didn't do it, I just said it, a cab is on the way to take you where you sleep. They will drop you off at the corner of Censorship and Fear. It's OK America, you won't die, you have been choking on your own vomit for over a decade and still manage to stumble in to the Stagger Inn, and hassle your favorite bartender, fate.

The Russians are Coming, The Russians are Coming!

While contemplating the (lack of) benefits of fame the other day, I realized, nobody really gets more than fifteen minutes of fame. The longer fame lasts, the further privacy falls away, and the more accustomed you become to worrying about judgement from imperfect critics as opposed to self-reflection. Even if you're famous for a lifetime, in the real scope of time, you will be forgotten very soon. The son of God made a visit to Earth, and forgave all of mankind for their sins, and only 2012 years later, a majority of people in the world doubt he ever existed, I mean, Jesus Christ, what does someone have to do to get some respect around here?

 It is human nature, to not believe in what you do not witness. Do you actually remember the Cold War? Most people in their twenties or thirties don't, even though it was a defining moment in U.S. History, only few decades ago. Many currently in the U.S. educational system believe they know everything, but see the Cold War as another part of History that without evidence simply, "won't be repeated". Well folks, time for a lesson of constant in Political Theory.

Many in top political positions make decisions based on their belief in Realism, and the idea of looking at countries around the world as threats, ones who must be outdone competitively on both economic and military levels in order to maintain Independence and legitimacy.

If Realism is the way of the world, nations will always be aiming for the top-dog, which in current times, is America. America is young in relation to other failed governmental experiments throughout History called "Nations", "States", or "Countries", and has only held sole dominance over the world economically and militarily since the late 80's and early 90's, during the collapse of the Soviet Union. This was seen as the final blow to Communism. The problem with our assumed victory in the Cold War is that Russia never really left, and Communism never died. It waited, kept allies, kept building weapons and homes, kept vast borders rich with natural resources, and still, during it's "collapse" had more money, people, military might, technological advances, and industry than a large majority of countries in the world.

Russia is back. Ex-Kremlin and KGB hold an overwhelming amount of political positions, Putin has successfully given the country a new face of political suppression, another grim Russian face without emotion, one that represents the country and people dictatorially, and their economic ideology of mixing government and industry has been successful enough to cause many American leaders to abandon the U.S. economic identity of "Laissez Fair" in order to craft a dismal, and desperate copy of Russian economic policies.

While we see turmoil domestically, Russia has gained power and influence through it's ability to successfully build diplomatic relationships with American enemies, such as Iran, but also has built strong economic ties with countries whom combined, have economic strength that dwarfs America's when combined; Japan, China, and India. Recently all of these countries made agreements to avoid use of the U.S. dollar in massive trade deals, which if anything, symbolizes a general agreement among these nations that the U.S. is in a serious state of decline. As a direct show of force to the U.S. and NATO, it was reported today that Russia, China, Iran, and Syria are going to conduct allied war games on Syrian soil, a soil currently stained with the blood of it's citizens.

As I type the Federal government is funneling weapons, communications, and money to opposition groups in Syria to help overthrow the Assad current regime. Those with campaigns funded by Israel and weapons industry interests such as John McCain, call for direct U.S. intervention in Syria. This is a Cold War stand off, one we have not seen the likes of since The Cuban Missile Crisis, especially when considering our military involvement in multiple surrounding countries; Iraq, Afghanistan, Iran, Pakistan, and Libya. Combine this fact with instability or paranoia in the region's most important assets to America, such as Israel, Saudi Arabia, and Egypt, and there is a tectonic sized elephant in the room; this is how world wars begin.

The Ottoman Empire is in chaos, during a time when Western Civilization is weak, when the promise of Democracy is failing because the selfish and crooked keep finding themselves in positions of power inside of America. We are being attacked on all fronts. Our government stimulates war in the Middle East because Americans are running out of sand to bury their heads in.

Communism, and other countries around the world are beginning to see an opportunity to climb towards their own hegemony of the world, in the constant chess match between power-lust, the story repeated throughout History...a race to control the rest. The European Union is falling, the U.S. dollar is crashing, and the peon nations of the world who have fed off the U.S. taxpayer nipple for decades are quickly showing us that friends you buy are not really friends at all, they are parasites and bandwagon jumpers.

A short time ago the arena thought Russia would never come back, though it's been around for the better part of a thousand years. Even a thousand years is a short stretch of time when looking at the bigger picture, the seeming permanence of the world, and it's inescapable doom. In the real scope of time, The Berlin Wall fell a real short time ago, and those who remember that day never real took their eye off Russia, it is the failed education system and the younger generation that forget and overlook the Soviet Union. The American scholastic realm has no memory beyond current times, even though it is an absolute that some day, even the Sun will burn out. Because of this, soon, our beacon of light shining down on the rest of the world will too.

If we keep electing leaders whom sell us down the river for military contracts, foreign trade deals, and U.S. countries moving money and jobs across the world while seeking large tax breaks and access to the U.S. consumer market, the only question is whether our light will first be smothered by an outside presence, or blown out from the inside by the careless, the same men whom took an oath to keep it lit.