Saturday, September 10, 2005


This is a post that an internet friend had posted on her blog. I thought some of you might like to see it. It says alot. Her blog is: Notes From An Exile

Friday, September 09, 2005


Rage. Incredulity.

I have been watching from afar, America, Dear Heart, and this man doesn't care about you.

He doesn't care about your well-being or your longevity or the welfare of your children.

He doesn't give a damn about keeping you safe or out of harm's way.

He doesn't care about black people. He doesn't care about poor people.

He has no notion of how his actions, or those of his administration, have led to the needless, horrific suffering of thousands of his own people. He has no compassion. Only a patently insincere show of faux sympathy that he turns on for the TV cameras.

Misinformed, willfully ignorant, he asks, "What didn't go right?"

His own mother -- elegant, imperial, grotesque -- voices the thought that 'these people' are now better off, anyway.

Bear in mind that a psychopath is defined thus:


n. A person with an antisocial personality disorder, manifested in aggressive, perverted, criminal, or amoral behavior without empathy or remorse.

Mr Bush may not have been looting on the streets of New Orleans, America, but he has been looting your treasury and stealing from your poor to give to the rich, to cut short the lives of many of your young men in a war that is unwinnable, in a country that -- if not already hostile to your kind of democracy -- will be now.

He kneels before his God, does Mr Bush. And he sleeps soundly at night.

Yet he has lied to you, America. Over and over again.

Wake up, you sleeping giant. Show him your strength. Your hope for something better.

And your ire.

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