We Already Hate Work...

But we're too stupid to even leave! Ahh, the whip of hunger...
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Post #1.2 Paris Our Christ

Almost as soon as I created my first post, info contained within it was out of date. That innocent jewel Paris Hilton was not going to be treated like most African-American males. No. She was let out of prison! But as soon as I thought about updating the blog, because of the aforementioned out of date information, the imaginary update was out of date again. Thus, my original post was still up to date. In fact, my words ring even truer now.
You know, a lot of people are feeling sorry for Paris Hilton, and a lot of people are glad she’s in jail. When a large number of people have an opinion about any particular subject, or know enough about a particular subject to have an opinion about it, shows that that item must somehow be important. Because so many people have formed an opinion on this subject of Paris Hilton, that means Paris is somehow important. How? Becaue her plight exposes a well know truth as the truth that it is.

Many people are pissed off and worried that Paris will somehow escape justice and “buy her way out.” Since this is such a concern, because so many people are even thinking about this particular subject, Paris has to be thrown in jail to preserve the truth; and that truth is that the wealthy get off easier because of their wealth. If Paris did get off, the system would come under scrutiny thus exposing itself to reform.
But the system needs to preserve itself. This makes Paris the Christ figure in all this. She must sacrifice herself; it is demanded, and the system of the rich getting a free ride continues unabated.

Post #1 is not a f*** you post, I'll save that thought until later on

OK, this is it!

Now that Congressman William Jefferson, who represents me (please!), has been formally indicted, and that I have listened to Mayor C. Ray (Where?) Nagin give his “State of the City” speech; and that I have watched my neighbors wait over two hours for police to come to a crime scene (a six minute drive from the police station); and that crime in general in the US is up (wonder why?); and that the “surge” in Iraq is officially a failure (surprise); and that Paris Hilton is in jail (sob); I, humble nobody who has wanted nothing more than to keep below the radar, has entered into the passé world of blogging (do we really need another one?) (No!). So here it is:

About halfway from the crime scene to the police station is Congressman William Jefferson’s house. It’s the house with the famous freezer containing $90,000 in marked bills. Recently, Jefferson was reelected in spite of his impending (at the time) indictments. It was one of the few elections that I did not vote in. His opposition, another politically connected, nothing of a candidate, partially in charge of insurance in the state, gave voters no reason to vote for her. Still, that the system (and political party—both democrats) offers up such sad, pathetic candidates, only proves that government is nothing but a self-serving business that will profit off the backs and labor of the people in order to turn a profit for its managers (politicians) and owners (big, trans-national business).

One of Jefferson’s supporters in his last campaign was none other than Mayor C(hocolate) Ray Nagin. This week he gave a speech accompanied with more pomp and circumstance than a British Royal Funeral. In that speech, Nagin did what he excels at—nothing. Sure he said some things, made slight of his inability to actually communicate with compassion and tact, and pointed fingers in every direction other than towards himself. Our very own Chocolate Jesus nailed by Bush and Blanco to the cross created by Katrina. (Don’t get me wrong, both Bush and Blanco are failures in everything they touch.) However, Nagin with his speech, that contained no new information, again showed an utter and complete lack of political leadership. If you want someone who whines better than my one year-old, go with Nagin. If you want vision, go talk to the blind man selling pencils.

In the early morning hours before Nagin’s non-speech, a booming crashing sound woke my wife and I. From my dreamy haze, I thought I heard the sounds of cars racing, must be drag racing—it was 4:00am. The next day, I walked over to a neighbor to ask him how his barbershop quartet concert went, when he asked if I heard what happened last night.

You mean the sound of a dumpster falling (there are dumpsters all over the neighborhood)?

Dumpster! It was a car that nearly hit my house, he said.

What? (This is two doors from my house.)

Yeah, a guy hit some cars then nearly hit my house.

Did you call the cops? (Silly question for multiple reasons.)

He laughed. That’s where the story is.

Well, it turns out that he called the cops four times during the course of events.
(A bunch of other, non-dreaming, neighbors also called the cops.) To make a long, crazy story, a short crazy story, during one of the calls, when told that one of the people in the car, which smashed into at least five cars, was apparently injured and was hiding on the porch of a vacant, flooded house, the police suggest that my neighbor call the paramedics! (911’s a joke!) Of course, an ambulance arrived first. Blah, blah, blah. The cops, whose station is six minutes away, arrived over two hours later. Blah, blah, blah. (Today it was announced that last year New Orleans was the murder capital of the United States! Depending on your population figures, whether the inflated Chocolate one or the realistic, open your eyes and look around ones, the murder rate per capita was between 63.5—72.6 /per 100,000, more than Gary, IN or Detroit, MI. This as the DA dismisses more murder charges. (He does a good job of not working.) In the Sunday Times-Picayune, a map was published showing where the murders occurred and whether or not the case was open, solved, or a conviction had occurred. Well, good fucking job to District Attorney Eddie Jordan and his crew of ineffectual political cronies—ONE conviction for a murder last year! Give the man a raise, a city funded SUV and driver!)

But let’s not kid ourselves, this isn’t just a local problem. Crime and ineffectuality are up all over the entire country (granted, this is historically true when we have a Republican in the White House). The New York Times and NBC reported that for the second year straight, violent crime has risen. This year it is up nationally1.3%, in small and medium sized cities it went up 3.2% [robbery up 6%, murder in big cities up nearly 7%]. (Ahh middle America, here come the chickens. Get to Wal-Mart® and arm yourselves. Oh, 75% of homicides are caused by guns!)

Speaking of guns, the appointed president’s “surge” is turning out to be a dry hump that is costing even more lives. Iraq is FUBAR. George Bush, his neo-con handlers and the ignorant flag-waving voters are the one’s responsible for it. Simple. Now, we all pay. A personal “thank you” to everyone who voted for George Bush and the deaths of innocent Americans and Iraqis.

However, here in American we’ve got even bigger problems than our destruction of Iraq, crime, ineffectual leadership, the destruction of the environment, we are all shocked and dismayed that one of our own, someone we can all relate too, “one of us,” our all American, cute, white, slut next door, Paris Hilton is being treated like the average, African-American male. I must admit I’m a big fan of Paris. I think the reason she is so popular for doing nothing (she should go into politics) is that we as a nation, better than nation (how limited), as a culture, are starving for freedom. (Ironic!) We, the land of the free, are one of the most constrained peoples on the planet (considering our political and economic platitudes). We get hardly any vacation and least amount of family leave; our health-care system is in a shambles; we don’t educate our citizenry (just look at the last election); we are exporting all of our jobs; we are the most stress out people in the world; Blah, blah, blah. We’re number one. We’re number one! (The big lies.)

We are in need and the answer is, obviously, less government! More Big Business!

And more blogs.

Ok, that’s my first blog entry. The others will be more fun, I promise.