Showing posts with label Republican convention Tampa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Republican convention Tampa. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Why the establishment hate Ron Paul

And not just the Republican establishment.

American foreign policy has for some time been firmly in the hands of that complex that Dwight warned us about in his farewell address.

The incestuous closed loop that has captured the upper echelon of the armed services, the senate, the house, and all the major think-tanks has become a world unto itself.

They can get America mired in one misadventure after another that is nothing short of disaster for the country but oh so profitable for all of them.

Iraq? A greater victory for our supposed enemy, Iran, would be hard to imagine. Their Shia brothers in Iraq now run the country that was their most serious opposition in the neighborhood. For this the American taxpayer is on the hook for a trillion dollars.

But it was an adventure of unprecedented profitability for the private side of the military-industrial complex.

Afghanistan, ditto.

Syria? You can bet the policy wonks are drooling over the possibilities.
Yes, it will be a big mouthful to chew, way costlier in lives and dollars than the last two misadventures, but way more profitable too!

So when Ron Paul comes along and promises to end the party, we should not be surprised that he is treated like a leper at an orgy.

Tea PArty parttty

oh my holy mother of vishnu i hanvet been so drunkfer foe r so ling since i took that all incluussive haliday in jammayaca. i shit you hnot. i Have been mmeetting rebulpilcans from all over. om stying at john gboltons aseeet at the intercontinental and holy shit the    parety hasnpt stopped since I got haqrewe.

thr  other dya there was like 4ty or 5ty people in hgere and most offfff them wer mo4re fissed than me, ifg sucha thign can even be imagggiined. sptj the jighlighat for me was when I meet ann coulter bhcauxe she is a hottie if youi ihnknow what I mean so i was in the bathroom standing on ythe toilet seat burnnin g one undr the fan becajse therews no balconys on fht intercontiantintel and in wlakds annCoulter and di sewr she saysssssssssss hey are  you gonna shaare thatt or whattt? so i got hi with ann coulter

welL thereall off too the conbeetioin so hoooly shit maybe I can get some rest after 3 days of acess.