Well America, happy? Because you fucked up. Big-time.
As I write this, there’s an urgent warning on the web of a dense fog advisory. How fitting. At least half of the people of this country obviously were wandering blindly through the voting booth.
I can understand electing George W. Bush in 2000 (I use the term ‘electing’ loosely, of course), what with his smokescreen of being a moderate. But now? After all we know?
I want to know just who are you fucking retards who said to yourselves, “Invading another country with no sufficient justification? Check. Incurring the hatred of pretty much the entire world? Okey dokey. Going from a budget surplus to trillions in debt? Priceless. An attitude about civil liberties reminiscent of prewar Germany? Sounds like the way to go. An economic policy that overwhelmingly favors the richest one percent? I’m down with that. A self-righteous, arrogant, holier-than-thou attitude infultrating every last policy decision? Super-size me!”
This morning, just minutes after John Kerry has officially conceded, I can’t help but feel that the country is headed in a downward spiral from which we may never recover. And this time there is no terrorist to blame. We did it to ourselves.
We are living a moment in history when millions of Muslims around the world have declared a religious war upon the United States, and instead of approaching that challenge with reason and level-headedness, we’ve given the reigns to a religious fundamentalist of our own. Imagine if during the Cold War we’d elected somebody like Curtis LeMay, the Air Force general who felt the only way to defeat the Soviet Union was with a pre-emptive nuclear strike. That’s the kind of mentality we have in the White House.
And it isn’t just the rich people and religious fanatics who re-elected Bush. What truly pains me is to think of the regular people—those who may go to church but don’t get in your face about it, those in the middle class whose pocketbooks will be hurt as much as their ultimate security—who also cast their votes Republican this year. They seem to think it’s wrong to vote out a wartime president. You poor saps.
I’ll probably take some criticism for saying this, but the next time there is a terrorist strike in America, as much as my heart will go out to the victims, in the back of my mind there will be the inevitable thought that, as a nation, we were asking for it. We had the choice to restore sanity and reason to our leadership, and we went the other way. We actively sought the downward spiral.
Nice going, all you voters whose states are marked red on the electoral map. You stupid, clueless motherfuckers. You can take your stars and stripes and shove them up your assholes. I want to barf all my stomach acids right on to Old Glory right now, because I’ve never been so ashamed to be American.