Dark And Rolling Sea (Left Behind Is A Lie II, Eight.)

Oh you set your course for the furthest shores
And you never once looked back
And the flag you flew was a pirate cross
On a field of velvet black
And those landsmen who you but lately knew
Were left stranded on the lea
Don't call on them when the storm clouds rise
On the dark and the rolling sea

Oh I have no need of a chart or creed
You told your waiting crew
For the winds of chance, they will bear us straight
And you spoke as though you knew
So you paid no mind to the warning signs
As you gave your words so free
Don't change your tack when the timbers crack
On the dark and the rolling sea

Now the thunder rails in the great mainsails
And the stars desert the skies
And the rigging strains as the hands of rain
Reach down to wash your eyes
And your oarsmen stands with his knife in hand
And his eyes spell mutiny
Don't call my name when your ship goes down
On the dark and the rolling sea.
~Al Stewart,
On the dark and rolling sea.

Today, Kevin McCarthy failed three times to secure enough votes to become Speaker of the House, after he spent the last two years selling his soul to the Far-Right for...basically a pack of rolling papers, an eighth of weed that's mostly seeds and stems, and a slice of cold pizza.

And the terrible thing is, none of the people he sold his soul to even appreciate it. And, by "Terrible" I mean, it's fucking hilarious.

All the sudden, Marge is realizing that we've got to have a functioning government for her to even have a shot at getting what she wants.

I have no sympathy for any of these fucking people.

Buy the ticket, take the ride.

You break it, you buy it.

Maybe it's just me, and yes, I say this as a former Republican who came up in a different era with a whole different set of values; But I think it's past time we stop exalting a political philosophy that lifts up meanness of spirit and takes a savage glee in being an unreasonable son of a bitch and a set of social beliefs that says it's Okay to work other people into the ground for your own sociopathic greed.

(And then the motherfuckers have the balls to wonder why nobody wants to work for them anymore?)

Maybe we should stop listening to people who promote every form of addiction and bigotry, political fentanyl and social herpes known to man for no better reason than their own financial and political profits?

Maybe, just maybe, there's close to half our population that should have higher expectations of our commercial and governmental enterprises than getting fuck all except told it's okay to be racist or practice empty religiosity and hope for a Rapture or some shit that ain't even in the Bible? 

'Cause let me tell ya, the rest of us are sure getting sick of this shit.

And maybe it's just me, but like I keep saying, Communism hasn't even been a thing since 1989.

Stop bitching about it. 

Especially if you're somebody like Tomi Lahren who wasn't even born yet when the Soviet Union fell on Christmas Day, 1991.

Seriously this dumb hoe was born over 8 months after that happened. 

And by that time, there wasn't much at all left of Communism. Seriously the Chinese started with capitalism in the 1970's. In the Soviet Union, Communism fell apart in the 1980's and the Communist Party of the Soviet Union was literally banned before the Soviet Union itself even fell.

More to the point, she's perfectly willing to excuse people like Vladimir Putin, who are trying to bring Communism and the Soviet Union back, minus any kind of social welfare programs.

I watched my world change beyond recognition as a young man and I've written about how that felt, to me, as a young Republican. Seriously, fuck anybody who thinks we have Communists in America. Fuck anybody who wants to change back or take away that history.

Especially for some garbage political points that exist only in your own empty head. 

Communism and modern liberalism are not the same thing. Social change or "Thing that I don't like" or "Other People Exist" does not = Communism.

If you are completely unable, or unwilling, to adapt to or function in the modern world you shouldn't be in government or in any position that deals with the public, I'm serious.

It seems to me like today's...failure...was basically all these strains of dysfunction that've been building up in the Republican Party since Newt Gingrich became the Speaker of the House 28 years ago this month finally coming together in a crescendo of infinite impotent rage.

And they couldn't even perform the most basic function of their own philosophy of government; picking who's in charge.

And a good chunk of the Republican base thinks Kevin McCarthy, the literal GOP leader, is a Democrat.

Think about that, take all the time you need.

We're in for two years of this shit, even if Hakeem Jeffries ekes out 218 votes for Speaker on Wednesday. They'll be pulling this kind of unending bullshit for the next two years.

These fuckers ain't going to straighten up by tomorrow. Modern Republicans literally do not believe in functioning government.

These fuckers have repeatedly managed, now...even if just barely, to finally get what they wanted and then completely soup sandwich it all up.

Buy the ticket, take the ride.

Seven

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If we lose freedom here, there is no place to escape to. This is the last stand on Earth. And this idea that government is beholden to the people, that it has no other source of power except to sovereign people, is still the newest and most unique idea in all the long history of man's relation to man. This is the issue of this election. Whether we believe in our capacity for self-government or whether we abandon the American revolution and confess that a little intellectual elite in a far-distant capital can plan our lives for us better than we can plan them ourselves. ~Ronald Reagan

No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it up to forced consciousness expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten. ~Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas