Thursday, April 13, 2006

Whatever I'm Pissed About Now...

Memo to the Bush Administration:

It's easier to fight a war when you have people to fight it. I dunno, I just thought you might wanna consider that before you lay those huge balls of yours on the table when it comes to this Iran situation. Oh, oh, oh...and one more thing...support of the people would be good, too, because then you might have more people...y'know...volunteering? To help you, I mean...not picket in the streets in protest.

When generals start speaking out against the Secretary of Defense (who didn't earn his title, mind you), you might wanna take note of that, too, because unless Mr. Rumsfeld can actually do the jobs of these people, he might wanna shut his ass up. He talks way too much for a person who won't be found when the shit goes down. You might as well hire a bum and a drunk to head up the White House Cleanliness Division.

Then again, this sort of thing is nothing new for the Bush Administration. I've never seen a group of people hire so many unqualified people for government positions. That's like that Bolton guy, who they wanted to be UN Ambassador, even though he's an known xenophobe. They don't hire people to do the job, they hire people so their friends can have jobs. Because their friends were clearly hurting for money. Seriously, who can live off a six-figure salary these days? And stock options? Why, golden ceilings and televisions that can see into the future don't come cheap! And surely they can't be expected to pay for their own shit. And that's where YOU come in, Mr. and Mrs. American Taxpayer. And you must be convinced to give these people a job, so you don't complain about your president giving them free money. Or at least your elected officials. Who will also be given money for their efforts.

And since you put them all in office, that makes all of you stupid. You could have at least voted for me like I wanted you to. I would have least been up front with you when I gave people with names like "Pooh," "Milkdud" and "Colonel Freek'n Bitches" jobs. No, they're not qualified to wage war on a foreign country. Then again, that's not why they got hired. No, they got hired because they make me laugh...and because they match the furniture I'm having put in the Lincoln Bedroom.

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