Obama’s Speech Strategy —– “backslap, shake hands, backslap, smile, bullshit, boast about Amurika, boast, boast some more, lie about statistics, lie, lie more, America is g-r-r-r-eat, … INTRODUCE A GUY WITH HALF HIS HEAD BLOWN OFF … work up the crowd, get patriotism juices flowing … it’s Easy Street from here on out, brutha …”
Three thoughts …
1)- For me, using this broken man as a prop to further Obama’s agenda is perhaps the most despicable moment of his Imperial Reign. If you don’t think that soldier was a prop you’re an idiot, or an Obama voter. (But, I repeat myself.)
2)– Why are the 500 ass-clowns clapping like monkeys in heat? Most will say to honor the victim …err, soldier. Perhaps. But, what it REALLY does is to glorify war. Ohh-ahh, a soldier! Clap clap clap A wounded one, no less! ! Clap clap clap Look! No hands, no leg, a plate in his head! Clap clap clap. Blind in one eye! A fuckin hero, man! Clap clap clap! ……………….then, His Majesty silences the crowd and says the soldier’s goal is to get well enough to “SERVE HIS COUNTRY again” ……………….clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap … FUCK YEAH!! Maybe we can send that sucker to kill some Syrian ragheads …. clap clap clap, … goddamn it’s good to be an Amurikan!! But the President — who never served anything or anyone other than himself — had nothing else to say about Afghanistan or our other wars. What difference does it make?
3)– A somber Moment Of Silence would have been more appropriate. Time to reflect on real questions; why are we there, annihilating countries while being annihilated ourselves ? why did this young man have to be sacrificed? what was gained? and at what cost, both financially and to the soul of the nation? Forget silence. Tears would have been more appropriate.
I want you to watch these two videos in the order presented. Then don’t let your powder get wet. You’ll need it soon enough.
I’ve been waiting for something to happen
For a week or a month or a year
With the blood in the ink of the headlines
And the sound of the crowd in my ear
You might ask what it takes to remember
When you know that you’ve seen it before
Where a government lies to a people
And a country is drifting to war
And there’s a shadow on the faces
Of the men who send the guns
To the wars that are fought in places
Where their business interest runs
On the radio talk shows and the t.v.
You hear one thing again and again
How the u.s.a. stands for freedom
And we come to the aid of a friend
But who are the ones that we call our friends–
These governments killing their own?
Or the people who finally can’t take any more
And they pick up a gun or a brick or a stone
There are lives in the balance
There are people under fire
There are children at the cannons
And there is blood on the wire
There’s a shadow on the faces
Of the men who fan the flames
Of the wars that are fought in places
Where we can’t even say the names
They sell us the president the same way
They sell us our clothes and our cars
They sell us every thing from youth to religion
The same time they sell us our wars
I want to know who the men in the shadows are
I want to hear somebody asking them why
They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are
But they’re never the ones to fight or to die
And there are lives in the balance
There are people under fire
There are children at the cannons
And there is blood on the wire
