Alien Jesus Collective

This is my kind of Independence Day.
Twilight Zone marathon in it’s third day, World Cup Game Germany vs Italy, CNN showing Space Shuttle prep on one side of the screen, Nathan’s Hot Dog eating contest on the other.

I think after the Shuttle lifts off (or blows up or is scrubbed) the screen should be replaced with the dumbasses at the Whitehouse Hunger Strike.

No hot dogs or sody pops for Cindy Sheehan until the Iraqi troops come home. Susan Sarandon and Sean Pean are not so sure what fasting means so they will be taking turns for each other not eating. It’s called a “rolling fast” and could possibly be more idiotic than just plain out harming your body by standing in the sun not eating. Neither method will do a damn thing but make me and millions of others laugh disgustedly while we eat things god never invented.

The Alien Jesus Command Division is now housed in one of the nicest places we might have ever lived. We are grateful that we’ve been spared what is increasingly becoming a non-middle class nation. We are quite middle right now and in true American fashion we say, “Hey, We got Ours! Get away from my car.”

This is a day to think about what the USA has always said it stood for but never delivers without a monkey’s paw twist ending. These bastards in power now are the best blend of power, greed, and total indifference to human suffering. They are perverting and derailing everything the Founding Fathers (deceptive pricks in their own right) worked for through their own hunger strikes that they called “we have no food.” I’d prefer to think about the better possibilities to come. Just for today.

Today, I’m going to eat well while sitting on my ass enjoying all this great television. And may some fortunate God bless America so that we can leave people all over the world alone so they can do the same.