The mind, reeling.
The president’s trying to enshrine the first discriminatory constitutional amendment as a bloody-shirt tactic to drum up more votes. His supporters are smearing war heroes while puffing up their own and blatantly lying about the record of his most likely opponent. We are finally hearing the truth about what the administration knew going into Iraq, and how little it had to do with what was said or what we did; the pay for soldiers on the front lines has been cut, the promised support for first responders never materialized, and callous privatization is hiding the true cost of this disastrous blunder. The president’s budget is a transparent joke, larded with boobytraps set to expire after his increasingly theoretical second term; every federal source of once-credible objective data and analysis has been poisoned by his political goals. Even science and the public health is subject to the political whims of the Mayberry Machiavellis. And if they are successful in openly stonewalling the investigation of the most devastating terrorist attack ever on American soil, we can at least rest assured that their obscene attempts to capitalize on the tragedy this coming September will not go as smoothly as expected.
Also, Kenny-boy still walks free.
(Aw, shit. I almost managed that with a straight face. I’m sorry. Lemme try it again—)
