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About LinkBacksThis is something I wrote several years ago, when I was 18. Keep in mind that these are not actually my political views, but a satire of the outlook of a pessimistic political enthusiast
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As I stand on a pure white slope of snow, crunching softly between my flimsy boots, I notice Palin below me. I squint to see what she is doing down there, in a skimpy outfit like that. It's below zero, woman! Her skirt is terribly short, and her midsection bare. Only a half-shirt on her shoulders, and hair hung loose like an Amazon Woman of Ice and Snow. I finally get close enough to Palin to see why she is not even letting a shiver escape her body. A horrifying image enters into my brain, and I try to scream "Goddammit woman, why, for god sake, why?" But nothing escapes except a muffled "no..."
Her Body is drenched, head to toe, with hot, sickly smelling blood. I realize in the next few moments that the blood is from an assorted bundle of animals, and I sigh in relief. Thank God! I thought she started to kill actual human beings. I notice a glinting piece of metal in her right hand: a soviet rifle sits firmly in her tensed fingers. In the left, a bible."In the name of God, I ask for the blood of these useless animals to keep me warm, at least until I get to the holy land, Washington D.C." A strange choice of words Palin. She turns her body 40 degrees to face me. Her eyes are ferocious and strange, like those of an escaped mental patient trying to say, violently, to the world: "I am just like you, don't be scared, I am not crazy. No, not at all". These horrible thoughts scare the shit out of me.
Palin's tour continuous to talk of "Dickensian" America, and how her communication with God will help sweep away the "Dickensian" from America. I don't know if she mentions the word anywhere, most likely because she supposedly bans the Dickens books whenever she visits the library, but I am sure that this is her clear, transparent message. The most terrible aspect of it is that with her calm and decisive demeanor, she will actually sway people until, they themselves, get a revolver and The Good Book, and go around shouting biblical verses, searching for homosexuals to target practice.
I am not biased, let me assure you of that, but Palin is insane. In her own, quite and peaceful way, she is what I call evil. Forget that she says the War in Iraq is God's mission or that she does not care for endangered species. Did you actually see the woman's eyes? Holy mother of God, they make me uncomfortable in a way that makes me see the future as if it were presented on a crisp television screen, clearer and sharper in a way that even our own eyes can't muster: a lake of fire, brimstone, and fetuses swoops violently over what was once the Lincoln Monument, and Palin rides a hardened rock, shouting bible verses at the top of her lungs, again in that skimpy outfit. The Amazon Woman of Fire and Brimstone.
The rage inside is building up, so I must, as quickly and efficiently as possible, tell of Palin's campaign. Firstly, Palin has fortified McCain's position as a true republican. He swings the dog tags around, and she waves the bible, telling her de facto of fiery words.
The fact that she throws around "maverick" as if it were her last name saddens me. Individual is more an antithesis for Palin. Like herself, countless religious nuts line the streets, churches, schools, gutters. Goddammit they are everywhere. Look out, there is one behind you! They are in no way unique.
Don't get me wrong, I am not in any sense a liberal. Obama is another face I don't trust. He may be the Liberal Saviour, or he might be an unprofitable Sarah Palin. The latter is so much more true, that I don't know how anyone can't realize this. The new energy conservation bill and democratic view on "saving the planet" is just as fucking sick and twisted as Palin's religious messages and narrow views.
We are in the middle of a desolate railroad, and suddenly you spot two trains, heading in opposite directions. You know they are not after you, but each other. Thing is, either way, your fucked.
If we go left, we get crying senators and a ruined economy. If we go right, we get Armageddon. Despite the fact that I imagine Palin to be nothing but the devil, I do condone oil, oil, oil. But the God, God, God that follows is what drives the nail in the sanity coffin. Bad vibes all around, and there is little we can do.
We can strip naked and go shouting gibberish outside, for the hope that it will be more sane than what the country will go through in the next eight years. Or we can vote for a third party. Luckily me and The Media had a few drinks and decided it would be best not to know of anyone except the Big Three. The problem was, I was already crazy drunk when I met them.
The future looks Grim, but there is hope that Palin will be so laughably inexperienced at ruling the country that congress will impeach her for the embarrassment of a falling nation. Obama, the the better of two evils, will just rule the failing nation, and nothing more. Health care will not come, riding on a golden chariot like he so diligently promised, and there will not be any change in racial equality. At least not in the next decade. On a last note, Palin mentioned war with Russia, neglecting the fact that half of Georgia actually turned to join the red-blooded Americans. It's like saying that Alaska decided to be part of Canada. Its a veiled threat to the whole fucking continent. America would not allow this to go through a second further, as a monopoly on oil is a sin in any other country. The same can be applied for Russia. In a way. That old bastard McCain is not being mentioned because he'll probably not make not make it by 2010, God bless the old fuck.
Politics is in an inescapable blender of stupidity, religion and ignorance, and so far butchered and chopped that there is no going back. No, the only thing to do is sit back, swig the bottle of Inglorious Acceptance, (a drink I try, but fail, to stop drinking) and slowly watch the horror show unfold before my eyes.
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