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Not a Peep Out of You

I ran into ... er ... something disturbing yesterday, yet not unexpected in today's want-it-all, enronic world.

I know what you're thinking. What is this fucking lunatic going to write about today?

Actually, there are two things about which I will write. Sue Niederer is the first. Her son was blown up in the war in Iraq, which has turned recently turned into a fucking "security problem," an "insurgency," instead of a WAR, a war in the last 19 days of which, 48 U.S. soldiers (yes, 48) have been returned to their homeland in unseen body bags, unseen by the general public on the nightly news because President Bush believes that such a sight might be disturbing to those whose loved ones have been killed, not to mention those who watch the television news shows, which now spew forth nothing more than what one might see on reality TV. This blatant censorship by the government is only one example of the erosion of freedom in this country.

And what’s more, Sue Niederer, whose son was blown up in the war in Iraq, had the absolute, unmitigated gall to attend a public gathering, with a ticket to teh event in hand, at which Laura Bush was campaigning for her husband and attempt to voice her political dissent by holding up a sign that said Bush killed her son and then to try to ask Laura why her two daughters weren't over in Iraq helping to quell the "insurgency" (Well, they might have a hard time getting into the service, what with their criminal records, drug and alcohol problems, and rich daddy and all.). Of course, Sue was shouted down by the partisan Bush crowd.

And then she was arrested for trespassing. I guess her son was fighting for freedom and democracy only in Iraq, and we can count Sue Niederer as another casualty of the "insurgency."

If you're still with me at this point, I will point out the other disturbing thing I saw. It was a package of Peeps, not the yellow chicks, the Peep purists' only and ultimate Peep, but in the shape of pumpkins. I am tired of the Peep company trying to force these passionlessly smiling faux Peeps upon the populace.

When you think about it, these little marshmallow pumpkin treats and the company's attempt to foist them upon the American public are symbolic of what the American government is doing to "We, the People."

Posted by Bill at September 19, 2004 05:50 PM