“The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew, and act anew. We must disenthrall ourselves, and then we shall save our country.”
– Lincoln

It’s interesting, what’s happening.  It’s compelling, what’s going on.  The course of human events never ceases.  I can only pretend to understand it.  I admit it has occurred to me what might happen if I could only influence it.  I would wipe the whole world clean as best I could and start over.  I’d do that in my own life if I could.  I’d take notes and save the best parts, of course.

I can tell you that we have a good President, but in the same breath I have to admit it’s not saying much.  I mean the last guy was a douchebag.  The guy before him was pretty cool but he spent a little too much time pissing in the wind.  I think the contrast between Clinton’s rockstardom and Dumbya’s vanishing act is fascinating.  I’m sure that difference speaks volumes about both them and us.  It’s true that Obama has taken on some pretty spectacular opposition and managed to prevail.  It’s also true that he has folded rather spectacularly before the predictable onslaught of that opposition.  I can’t know his mind but I often wonder what he’s thinking.

Is he so so dispassionate and cynical that logic is his only device when choosing his battles?

He’s smart enough that I’m afraid it is.  He is a product of us.  He’s human after all and he’s only as good as the best we have.  Again, that’s not saying much.  Careful what you wish for.  You get what you pay for.  What we have here is a failure to communicate.  It works both ways.  Still, a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.  Pun intended.  We not only wanted change, we lusted after it.  We pined for it.  It was a powerful thing.  I said early on that there was no way America would ever elect a black President with the conspicuously unfortunate name of Barack Hussein Obama.

Yet we did.  It happened.

I was wrong.

And we got what we deserved.  A symbol, now a mascot,  in spite of ourselves.

He’s not a bad man.  I’ve said before I believe him to be earnest and decent.  Very smart.  Very classy, but often frustratingly aloof.  Presidents aren’t kings.  They cannot waive a scepter and mitigate prices at the pump and assholes on both sides are foolish for thinking anything of the kind.  Presidents aren’t kings.  They don’t enter the corridors of power and with a mere gesture and bring ongoing wars to a complete stop.  It’s true the previous dickhead started these wars but there were copious quantities of calendar burning fuckery that preceded that mess.  This economic stew of rot,  horseapples, rusty broth, pepper and cat pee took more than a few years to ferment.  And let’s be honest, Clinton rubbed his dick in everybody’s hair.  His only deserved caveat as President is that we were booming in a way we never had before.

That and he executed executive privilege in the Oval without ennui.

Big Bad Bill was guilty of exuberance and less than discrete swordsmanship.  Forgive my naivete for not believing he was some evil bastard.  Dumbya wasn’t evil either.  His crime was stupidity.

Mr. Obama is us.  Hopes.  Dreams.  Change.  Apathy.  Lethargy.  Cocktails.  Bong rips.

Warts and all.

You are what you eat.

His election was an extraordinarily powerful thing.  We did that.  There is no other word for what happened there but “awesome”.

He is now our cross to bear.  Yet he remains our best hope.  Before you consign to wallow in the piss and moan, take a look in the mirror.  What have you done for anyone or anything else lately?  He is us.  That is and should be the point.  Lunch is never free.  Too many well intentioned progressives are waiting for that free lunch because they took the time to get the “I Voted” sticker in ’08.  Grow the fuck up.  How bad do you want it?

What have you done lately?  Do you know who your congressman is?

Wanna know what really blows my tube?  The opposition, for lack of a better word, are a bunch of goddamn asstards.  They’re idiots.  They have so perfected the mercantilism of fear that they’ve begun to fear ……….fear itself.  They have their own Frankenstein monster and they quiver and petrify in front of it without realizing the beast’s evident demise.  Jackasses.  The GOP is off the cliff and the Tea Party drove the wagons.  Every Democrat/Socialist/Liberal/Tree Hugger/Cat Lover/ dog lover/arugula eater/recycler/Tolkien reading vagina, needs to realize what’s already been done on our behalf.

Fer fuck’s sake, these lascivious lipped cashiers have been loose with the lucre for so long that they have literally created an infectious bacteria among themselves that attacks only them.

They are imploding.  They accuse the President of not leading while they suck even worse at it.  They powered into office on jobs and the economy without ever doing fuck all about either while introducing hundreds of culture war bills about abortion etc.  It is the most profoundly stupid bunch of representatives ever elected in my lifetime by either party.  And that by the way, is saying a lot.  These idiots are the real deal.  They are ignorant and amazingly stupid.

As dumb as they look.

Michigan, Madison, Ohio, Florida,  the Ryan Budget.  Six GOP state senators are facing recall in Wisconsin.  Most of them will go down along with Scott Walker and by then his little dog will be long gone.  Who’s up for a walk in the park?  The asshats are getting pummeled for their preposterous policies by their own people on their own turf.  It is changing.  The divide is narrowing because they have over stepped, over wrought.  Arrogance, avarice and hubris are no longer the paradigm for getting your balls tongued in America.  That shit is over.  The plain folks on both sides see it for what it is.  Class warfare.  The Republican intelligentsia consistently fails to notice.  It’s the coolest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.

This thing could be half over if you people wanted it to be.

Drinks for my friends.

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