debt ceiling Political Cartoons
Why do I get the feeling we plebs are being played like violins? That’s OK for those contemporary Republican tea party religious nuts, they’re used to it, but frankly, I hate being jerked around by two-bit politicians and charlatans. Those clowns in Worshington D and C are going to play with our fears and emotions and then raise the debt limit at the last second making everyone of them look like a hero, albeit, a manufactured one. We’re near the end of a very bad novel.
The debt limit has been raised a hundred times over the years. It’s as routine for politicians as mouthing the words to the “Star Spangled Banner.” This is not about debt, or ceilings. It’s about those slick bastard politicians using the population’s fear, doubt, anger, frustration and downright hatred for each other to squirm their way to the front of the lynch mob. It sickens me while providing a good living railing against it.
The corporations have corrupted the political process to the point where it doesn’t even function anymore. Time for a revolution, a revolution driven by equality and freedom and common sense, a revolution driven by the Internet. How do we start? Refuse to pay taxes? Occupy the dean’ office. Flash mob in the square? The more I think about it, the more I think that we truly are powerless. Powerless and preoccupied. There’s nothing we can do but watch our middle class lives and jobs dissolve before our very eyes on our Hi-Def TV screens.
I find myself hoping that Pakistan and India go to war, sending back some of those American jobs that the corporations sent over there. I’m not proud of it.