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COLUMN
103,
MARCH 1, 2003
(Copyright © 2003 The Blacklisted Journalist)
OUR BOY EMPEROR WARNS:
'I AIN'T GONNA LOSE!'
(CARTOON BY TREVOR IRVIN)
In a display of imperial
self-assurance and gracious grandeur, our Boy Emperor went on television a few
weeks ago to tell mothers and fathers to keep sacrificing their sons and
daughters for the greater glory of his empire.
He sounded like he was playing the role of his idol, Emperor John Wayne.
'trust me!" was the
meat of all his corporate crook doubletalk. "I know best!"
The Boy Emperor likes
corporate crooks. He collects them in his cabinet.
On TV. he spoke to us with
all the authority that Adolf Hitler addressed a hate-filled mob at a Nazi rally
in Munich, Germany . Or was it like Emperor John Wayne playing Sheriff to his
posse?
Listen, I know who the
enemy is. And we're going to go out in those hills to kill?m."
But what John Wayne meant
by "we? is that John Wayne himself led the posse into the hills.
WMDs?
We'll find somethin?
yet. After all, Saddam gassed his own people!"
And what are you doing
to your own people. Mr. Boy Emperor? But then, you consider your own people to
be only your rich friends, don't you, Mr. Boy Emperor??
Intelligence?
Ignorance is
intelligence," he explained, "and I should know!"
Our Boy Emperor has come a long way since we first described him as a Pinocchio, a member of that class of dummies carved from the tree of greed, those dummies known as the "upper
The
Boy Emperor himself
brought
the terrorism
classes." Suddenly, our Pinocchio has become comfortable with all this power
thrust on him as the world's biggest bully. Suddenly, he's found the
self-esteem that comes with enjoying the kind of exaltation an idiot like him
never expected to get---to be Boy Emperor of the World! So, whose gonna
stop?im from playin? Mr. John Wayne, Sheriff, if he wants to? He tells us
the outlaw we gotta hunt before the outlaw hunts us terrorism. He says we gotta
eliminate terrorism before it eliminates us.
Actually, he himself has
manufactured our current terrorism. He has created a horde of suicidal Islamist
extremists who've now risen up against what they see as still another
Christian Crusade against Islam, a Crusade launched by our Boy Emperor himself
with his wrong turn into Iraq.
See, on TV, he's talking
to his fans, his faithful, the Yahoos of America, dummies like Toby Keith, the
flag-waving country singer who mistakes true patriotism to be blind faith in our
Boy Emperor rather than love for your neighbors, your countrymen---whether
you agree with them or not. To guys like Toby, War is nothing but a sport, a
spectacle, an entertainment---like big-time wrestling, Something that can pump
up your passion, bringing you either joy or agony. War is a spectacle worth
rooting for, especially if you don't have to suffer the bruises and bumps of
the wrestlers in the ring.
Yeah, our Pinocchio, our
Boy Emperor, our counterfeit leader, our man of wood was on NBC's Meet the
Press the other week. In the Oval Office of the White House. There he
was, sitting opposite host-of-the-show Tim Russert. And our Boy Emperor was
ready for every low blow that Tim Russert thought he could get away with
throwing. Our nimble Boy Emperor simply dodged or deflected the most stinging
shots. He simply kept changing the subject. It wasn't mistakes our Boy Emperor
said he was being accused of. He said he was being accused of Virtues. He knew
what he was doing. Trust him! He was merely ruling the world as God had told him
to rule it.
Poverty? We?ll
eliminate it by starving the Lower Classes to death. Don't worry about the
economy. Things are getting better. Trust me!"
Actually, the supreme
confidence our Boy Emperor exuded filled me with alarm. Especially when he said,
in effect, that he was going to win the election if he had to steal it again.
I'll play it as dirty
as I have to. I ain't gonna lose!"
That was his message. Trust
me! ##
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