Thursday, January 26, 2006

driftglass homage

* drifty: "The GOP droogies are so entirely lobotomized that if Dubya announced tomorrow that the only thing that can keep us safe is stripping the remains of the dead of their jewelry and gold fillings, shipping the loot in bulk directly to Jack Abramoff, and then burning their bones in a torchlight parade down Pennsylvania Avenue, there’d be a run on lighter fluid and backhoes in every Red County in the land.
But that’s not what is heartbreaking..."

* and another driftglass moment. special to you and i, but run o' the mill to driftglass:
"Over and over and over again, the Bush Administration has shown that Republicans push the theoretical upper-limit of just how utterly one gang of hacks and hucksters can fuck up everything they touch.

Everything.

Every single God Damned thing they lay their stinking paws on they fuck sideways. Fuck pan-dimensionally. Fuck them at the quantum level, so hard their superstrings unravel.

Having said that, in the interest of full disclosure, one must admit that they are preternaturally gifted at five things:

1. Letting their friends strip-mine the US Treasury.
2. Scaring the crap outta soccer moms that Liberals wanna let Osama bin Laden kill their children..
3. Convincing inbred gasoline-sippers that Liberals wanna come down and fag-up their web-toed whelplings.
4. Lying.
5. Making Baby Jesus cry.

If they called themselves the “Terri Schiavo Martyr Brigade”, hid out in Carlsebad Caverns and plotted the destruction of America, this Administration could not do more long-term damage to everything that makes our nation magnificent than they do every single fucking day just by being who they are."
by driftglass standards, this is ordinary, common, every day. but i thought i'd post it anyway. what the heck.

my main goal in life is to stop the egadminstration from killing more people. i'm not sure i'll succeed in that endeavour - so my backup life-plan is to get people to enjoy driftglass in the interim. every day. if i point to something he has written and you haven't read it yet, then i've failed. he is the conductor on the titanic, amidst the haunting fjords. he is both the echo of the sirens on the shore, and the mast to which we are all helplessly strapped.

read him daily, or i have failed.

bow down.

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