After sentencing, I would make George W. Bush's hanging required watching by every man, woman and child in America, carried live by each and every broadcast, cable and satellite network. Nor would Bush be offered a hood, either, as was Saddam. Everybody should see the look of surprise on Bush's face as suddenly he falls, then his surprise at the pain, just microseconds before he loses consciousness. I would want everybody to witness him swaying back and forth at the end of that rope, feet twitching uncontrollably.
I want to pull the lever, by the way, but in all fairness perhaps that honor should go to the lucky winner of a national lottery.
The wages of genocide should be a lesson imprinted upon the retinas of every person alive. And nobody deserves them more today than does George W. Bush, despite the fact that he is but a dummied-up figurehead, just following orders. Not to say that Bush wouldn't have plenty of company, of course, were I in charge.
Nickel Ranttm:
~ By Edgar J. Steele
"Jesus is coming," goes the old joke, "and, boy, is he pissed!" I've no doubt. If Jesus really is coming, I can't imagine His being anything but truly and righteously angry about what has been going on lately.
Not that humankind ever has comported itself with anything resembling the behavior of any but the most whacked-out among us. What the religious fundamentalist, dispensationalist, Zionist nut jobs who have hijacked America already have done, and promise to continue doing, all in the name of God, truly boggles my mind. Your mileage may differ, of course.
Here's the real irony: These peculiarly Judeo-Christian (their term, not mine) religious zealots somehow think they are hastening the Second Coming and, thereby, Judgment Day. That is the last thing they should want.
That brings us to the single most whacked-out human being alive today: George W. Bush, alleged President of the United States of America. (In reality, America's last two elected Presidents have been Al Gore and Bob Kerry, but that is another story altogether.) Bush is a self-confessed alcoholic, alleged by many to be both a drug abuser and a homosexual pervert. Incidentally, it seems to me that all too many of America's fundamentalist whack jobs are much too fond of little boys.
Well, I suppose I could, but I certainly don't have to do so, in the wild and wooly case of George W. Bush. That God speaks personally to George W. Bush is a proposition simply too far-fetched, too ludicrous, for me to expect anybody to believe, had it even occurred to me independently. And I have a very active imagination, folks. Truly, truth is stranger than fiction.
George W. Bush really and honestly reports that he hears voices telling him to kill and chooses to believe that it is God providing America's marching orders. I wonder if that will provide a sufficient insanity defense when, finally, he is tried for his uncountable crimes against humanity. Not if, by some quirk of fate, somehow I am sitting in judgment, rest assured.
If I have anything to say about it, we won't be seeing just furtive little photos and videos of a noose being dropped over Mr. Bush's head circulating around the Internet, as now is taking place regarding Saddam Hussein's very recent execution by hanging.
I want to pull the lever, by the way, but in all fairness perhaps that honor should go to the lucky winner of a national lottery.
The wages of genocide should be a lesson imprinted upon the retinas of every person alive. And nobody deserves them more today than does George W. Bush, despite the fact that he is but a dummied-up figurehead, just following orders. Not to say that Bush wouldn't have plenty of company, of course, were I in charge. I'd have Tony Blair up next, followed by a long line of Western leaders who helped, condoned or merely stood aside while Bush helped Israel fulfill its bloody ambitions.
Dick Cheney will get a special prime-time slot, too, of course, even if he has slipped into a coma by then as a result of one of his many heart attacks. We'll keep him alive, vegetative, just to hoist him up out of that hospital bed by his neck on a gallows built with special handicapped access.
I think I might relegate all the members of Congress who sold us out to the all-night firing squads, along with all the judges who had a chance to say "Stop," but chose to go along, instead.
Alberto Gonzales will be glad to hear that I would resist resorting to torture in his case, simply to extract names that I can pluck from the headlines of today.
Then, somehow, the explanation for Bush's pre-emptive war in Iraq was to destroy Saddam's "weapons of mass destruction." Saddam said he had none left over from his previous war with Iran and, funny thing, we proved conclusively that he was telling the truth. Of course, we knew that Saddam once had used such weapons because America provided them to him to aid in the killing of Iranian soldiers. He used them up, though, in his ten-year war with Iran, killing millions of Arabs and Iranians and bankrupting his own country in the process.
Then, allegedly, the reason for America's second military presence in modern Iraq was to avenge Saddam's killing of his own subjects. Turns out, however, that the deaths for which Saddam was tried and hung were of those whom he caught plotting his own assassination. Never mind that Bush executes his own citizens for much less and has forced through both the Patriot and the Military Commissions Acts to justify those executions. Never mind that Bush has killed far more Iraqis than Saddam Hussein ever could have executed, even had he wanted to do so.
The most recent excuse given by Bush for our being in Iraq rests upon our having invested so much there already in the name of America's Orwellian "War on Terror." In other words, since your son died in that Arab hellhole, now my son must give his life there, as well.
Notice, however, that none of the children of America's politicians or true (Illuminati) leaders need make the ultimate sacrifice for George Bush. Just yours and mine.
I remember those years back in the mid-Sixties. While some went to Canada or phonied up deferments or pulled strings to get National Guard billets, most considered such maneuvers to be dishonorable. Most, just as did I, stepped up and did our duty. Not these guys, though. They had no honor then and they have no honor today.
Mind you, today's America is different. Today, I look with favor upon those who refuse to be a part of American military aggression abroad. Today, those who refuse to return to Iraq are the ones who demonstrate the finest aspects of genuine character. In time, they will be accorded the honor they deserve today.
One's honor is the purest reflection of one's character. Character is the most important ingredient in one's worthiness, both to oneself and to others. Character is at the very core of the thesis of my book, Defensive Racism. Character is everything. Everything worth mentioning, that is. Skin color is meaningless. IQ has little relevance. Behavior devolves from character. Without good character, one lapses into criminal behavior. Without good character, one has no honor, no scruples and no ethical limitations.
Yes, I know that a great many Americans refuse to believe any of what I say today, though every single thing has been proven beyond a shadow of a doubt. Far too many other Americans refuse, even, to listen.
But, make no mistake, the rest of the world has noticed. And they are speaking out. They say the same thing that I have heard from no other Americans, yet to which I now give voice: We hung the wrong guy!
Saddam may have been guilty of crimes. He may even have deserved execution. But not by America. Not for the charges leveled against him. Not with the haste and sloppiness afforded his "trial." Not by any but his own people, most of whom truly are enraged by this latest insult and indignity inflicted upon their American/Israeli-induced, altogether too-desperate existence.
We hung the wrong guy, I tell you.
He is, of course, George W. Bush.
We hung the wrong guy.
George W. Bush should have stood on that makeshift gallows the other night, hands tied behind his back. It was George W. Bush's feet that should have been twitching when the taut rope finally stopped swaying. Pictures of George Bush glaring uncontritely as the noose was dropped over his head now should be circulating around the Internet.
We hung the wrong guy.
Used to be, national leaders were off limits. One did not target them. One did not assassinate them. One did not capture them. One certainly did not execute them, not even following a military defeat. Especially not following a military defeat. Now, George Bush has changed all that.
So, I join my voice to those being raised internationally: We hung the wrong guy!
Bush led the way and has showed us how. He did it with Saddam Hussein. Clearly, none in power in America today have the courage to put George W. Bush on trial.
In his day, Andrew Jackson simply would have shot Bush himself on the White House lawn, in the manner that a largely-discredited story recounts of President Jackson's once having killed a man for treason. While I hope that Jackson's genes remanifest themselves in a future generation of Americans, those in charge of America today clearly lack Jackson's sense of justice, responsibility, character and honor.
It is up to you now, world. Bush showed the way. Bush legitimized interference in the internal affairs of other nations. Bush legitimized pre-emptive military action. Bush prosecuted a war against a defenseless people. Bush went after a national leader. As a result, we hung the wrong guy.
Surely, other nations can find it within themselves to muster up whatever it now takes to do what must be done, what we Americans cannot and will not do: Pursue, arrest, try and convict the proven war criminals and mass murderers among ourselves today. Now. Before the nuclear exchanges begin. Before millions, if not billions, die simply because one fool cannot admit he was wrong.
I may be only one American citizen, but I hereby grant foreign would-be interveners my permission to emulate George W. Bush, provided you do it for the right reasons, conduct a fair trial and, most importantly, provided you hang the right guy!
My name is Edgar J. Steele. Thanks for listening. Please visit my web site, www.ConspiracyPenPal.com, for other messages just like this one.
ed Copyright ©2006, Edgar J. Steele Forward as you wish. Permission is granted to circulate both the written and audio version of this Nickel Rant among private individuals and groups, post on all Internet sites and publish in full in all not-for-profit publications. The audio version of this Nickel Rant may also be freely used in its entirety by for-profit broadcasting entities, but is not to be included in any recorded format which then is sold to others. The audio version may be rebroadcast, either live or archived on the Internet, either copied or linked directly to my web site, profit and nonprofit alike, so long as it is used in its entirety. In fact, I encourage any and all radio hosts to use it freely. Contact author for all other rights, which are reserved.
All logos, trademarks and postings on this site are property of their respective owner(s).
Send an e-mail message with a link to this article to anyone/everyone in your address book. Click on e-mail [envelope] icon, below |