In the movie Where the Buffalo Roam, Hunter S. Thompson, played by Bill Murray engages Richard Nixon in a bit of men’s room chat as Nixon attempts to get his prostrate to relax enough actually let him pass water. As the piss dribbles from his enflamed sphincter, Nixon grunts and groans in agony. Hunter proceeds to break the world down into two types of people, the screw heads and the doomed.
We are the doomed.
And by this I don’t mean all the poor deluded fools that voted for Kerry, thinking that anything and I do mean anything, had to be better than shrub. I mean the MAJORITY of america are the doomed. The Minority are the screw heads.
The minority knows that they are such; they are a special few that control vast amounts of wealth and have power we the doomed can’t even comprehend. But they are the minority. If the majority, the doomed ever figured out what the minority were up to there would be,
“… a lotta ‘splainin’ to do Lucy”.
We won’t, we’re the doomed remember? The screw heads have attended the best schools in the world. And even if some of them only averaged “C’s” they have all learned the lessons of history well and one of the best of those lessons can be summed up in the phrase, “…divide and conquer”, and that my fellow doomed, is exactly what they’ve done, they have divided and conquered the doomed majority of the u.s
Hacks like Limbaugh and Hannity rave about the liberal elite that want to destroy the American values of marriage and family. And in doing so create fear and distrust of people that basically just want to be left alone so that they can figure out what life is really about.
Mission Accomplished, I’ve got Your Back, I Feel Your Pain, Read My Lips.
The doomed need a mantra of their own, one that they can chant repeatedly every time the screw heads start with their incantations of divisiveness. It was given to us in ages past by a man that probably had no idea what he was really doing. And if he did have some inkling of its importance, probably had no idea how crucial it would be to the survival of this country.
The mantra is this, and I want each one of you to start chanting it under your breath, no out LOUD, every time you hear something from some jack-ass with a microphone saying something that makes you distrust your neighbor.
‘…life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.”
If we all would realize that this mantra could shut the screw heads down, we would soon realize that the vast majority of people here in the
But we won’t we’re the doomed, remember?
As he shook the last feeble drops into the urinal Nixon leaned towards Hunter and uttered the words that the screw heads live by. " Thompson," he said,
"Fuck the doomed!”