i can’t get laid in this town

I’m gonna probably get a lot of shit for those last two entries, but I’m tired of being politically correct while people blame my country and me for everything that is wrong in the world. They probably aren’t far off base, but c’mon. No one is perfect. And everyone knows Bush has messed up.

Speaking of that, I haven’t yet met a person who liked Bush. I mean really liked Bush and really wants him as a President. I’ve met people who voted for him because they believed him to be the lesser of two evils. Or because they’d rather deal with the devil they know than the devil they don’t. But a staunch Bush support? I’m not convinced they really exist. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe the country didn’t decide pick him cause he was the less of two evils or the known devil. Perhaps somewhere is a town or village where he is loved and worshiped. I just don’t know where it is.

Anyways, I’ve been reading up on the events and reports from 911. Who knew what when and who made decisions and what information they knew when they made those decisions. I think Afganistan wasn’t a mistake. I think our invasion of that country to track down bin Ladin was justifiable. I think bombing the hell out of the country was pointless. (Give me one example in history where bombing the hell out of a country did any good. – Besides the atomic bombs on Japan. I’ve never found one.) But I think invading the country and tracking down the man responsible for the attack was completely justifiable. I’m not sure how far it should be taken though. Can we track down and arrest/kill/punish whatever every country that has helped terroristic organizations? Was Iraq selling weapons to al Qaeda? If they were, did they know al Qaeda was a terrorist group? What about other countries? Should we invade every country that has sold a terrorist a gun? Should we arrest a man for buying a watch out of a pawn shop when we find out the watch was stolen? He thought it was legal. He gives you money. You give him watch. al Qaeda gives Iraq money. Iraq gives Osama weapons. George and Jane play patty-cake across the border. Did Iraq even sell al Qeada anything in the first place?

There are still way too many unanswered questions. I think the soldiers need to come home. Now. I think before another American soldier is sent anywhere, this country needs to re-evaluate its reasons and goals for invading/occupying another country. I think our goal in invading Afganistan was there, but not clearly outlined. I think our goal for invading Iraq was bullshit. We may have done good there, but we were there because Little Bush said, long before he was President, that he would take over Iraq if he ever made the Presidency. So we’ve removed one tyrannt and replaced him with another, one of our own. South Korea is in the state it is in now, because America put an anti-communistic president in power. They didn’t care that he was a tyrannt. All they cared about was that he was anti-communistic. So who are we going to put in power in Iraq and don’t kid yourself. America is going to handpick the successor. But who will it be? Someone who isn’t Sadaam? Someone who isn’t Arab? Someone who isn’t Muslim? Why are we even there again? Oh right, Bush hasn’t come up with an answer to that yet.

I do have one comment to say. Someone mentioned how a lot of the soldiers over there don’t really know why they are there or who they are fighting for. They just follow orders. This person said that was so bad and yadda yadda. Well soldiers just following orders and maybe not knowing the clear outlines of the plan, dates back to the Civil War. The majority of the Confederate Army wasn’t fighting for state’s rights or slavery. They were fighting because those damn Yankees had invaded their potato patch. They were reacting to the Yankee invasion. The Yankee soldiers were just don’t as they were ordered. America was attacked. And the reaction was to leave the defense go on the offensive.

I’m still not convinced the President made the right choices.
But if you had been Bush on 9112001, what would you have done?

All the words in my mouth that the scene deemed unworthy of letting out banded together
To form a makeshift militia and burrowed bloodily through my tongue and my teeth.
I stood proud in the gallery with my open socket of a mouth for them to see.
They all just laughed and said “That boy , he, that boy’s got woe.(woe.) He lives with woe.(woe.)”
And this girl who I met whose pride makes her hard to forget,
She took pity on me (horizontally) but most likely because of my band.(hey)
It’s all I can get when I’m lonely and these visions of death seem to own me
In the quiet of the classrooms all across the stacked United States of Woe. We live with woe.
She said “I can’t get laid in this town without these pointy fucking shoes.
My feet are so black and blue and so are you.”
Please take me out of my body up through the palm trees to smell California in sweet hypocrisy.
Floating. My senses surround my body. I wake my nose to smell that ocean burn.
So now I’m forging ahead past all the plutocrats who sold me out.
Go sob in your bed. If life is twice as pretty once your dead then send me a card.
I’m still the optimist though it is hard when all you want to be is in a dream.

Woe ~ Say Anything