god what must those long dead cadre of old hickory's think when they look down and see what a senseless tinsel toss their contrivance has turned into ========================= imagine a contrivance intended originally to honor both the people and their greatest living hero is now what? a half time show running between" reality" games and the nightlylocal pipeorgan tooting out the latest up to the instant street killing home invasion ten car craack up and tenament fire a one hour half time show without even a bared breast ------------------------------- jesus christ almighty back 175 years ago the great hero's men cooked up this party convention thing as a gathering to do the business of politics not to merely show its results as a people's rough and ready moment to yes indeed yaa hoo their leader but to really speak their piece too and thru more then 100 years it did indeed produce this result thru countless scenes of pure jack assery on occasion came moments of authentic convergence convergence out of chaos a splendid momentary unification of the nation's majority the true democracy ------------------------------- the originators sold the convention thing as the only possible way to end the nasty 40 year long monopoly on presidential choice by the " barred door juntos" by the phoney high toned hihg collar hush hush whisper whisper deliberators the convention of a party was a blow struck to end the stale old trayful of corrupt bargains like '24 cut to order around rosewood tables and heavily padded sofas " genteel treachery" that was what caucus room politics had become by then so they his followers thanks to jackson and his tidal wave like force just " let her rip" let the plain folks get together right there in the open out where the world could see and hear it all decide in public under the eye of their fellow americans not closeted like a huddling pack of fucking papists cardinals -------------------------------------------------- and so for that hundred years the convention was a beautiful new set up the they killed the 2/3 's rule and..... ---------------------------------- okay sure it was in large part pure show but the script was not agreed apon ahead of time real factions contended openly right there before hostile press yes it was a real box a real shit sling sure some was studio staged but not all and so when they wanted somebody agrred on somebody it meant they really wanted him it had its fakery whale bone big fakery but it had an unswampable measure of candor too if not a full bore peoples thing then at least some real blows got exchanged even 40 years ago this was still true on planks if not candidates now... we get the unity of the rock concert this one felt like they'd just selected the head pall bearer and wanted us to think it was time for a fiesta ------------------------------------------ just look what a fucking tv snack table pee-raid its become but then i'm such a fool who cares anyway fuck if you already know the foods gonna suck the hell with how good the service is --------------------------------- yep yep yep you can pull the jack ass lever as often as you want cowpokes you won't get it to spin up a jackson not anymore no madame not a one the old long eared bandito machine god love it after 176 years maybe it can steal back an election maybe two but it has plum run out of general jacksons ===================== p.s. heres a small dilation on same: i wrote this earlier and may well hack it off and leave just the above blubbering ----------------------------------------------- after a smooth sail for 3 months is this all there is to the donkeys kick ? candle face kerry the bark covered former kid- warrior the side bar hero built out of press stunts and sharp elbows a walking tree trunk waving a limb at uz now and again beyween ed muskylike stentorianisms and now rifgt there next to him this horrendously bumptuous new south corn syrup schister fuck check out that candy cane smile the ass just keeps grinning away like squirel nutkin ok ok ok so i got a small tingle out of that michigan governess no yor right not small large a large tingle out of her and we got mitt the twit and what can one say about that pettycoat junction neeghing and trip tropping we saw out of the board stiff kandidate's very own pair of daughters aahhhh the lovely blinkered devoted sharp nosed young fillees weren't they so full of ..... then again fuck it after all they get to ride on pappa's lap we on the other hand we get to ride hangin on to the underside of his wagon and thats if we're lucky and by the way freakos where's he takin uz ? try on this tight budgets and prudent overseas deployments thats where he's plannin to take uz for the fuckin love of might! ------------------------------------------- so well..... what can i say since you never asked i should shut up right won't happen! fuck you long live old hickory sure he kilt his share of red sticks owned 150 africans hell the man done his dirties more then his share prolly but he mowed up a few red coats too as i recall and god damn it that man to his toe nails believed in the " popular majority must rule the state " and he didn't need towrap himself an anything the flag the bloody shirt not even the union nope cause everyone knew he was these things with the General it was always simple " I'LL lead you follow" AND the god damn bastard was tougher even then he looked and as ass kickin proud and as unbendingly his own fucking prickheaded man as The Almighty ever dared create rest in peace king ANDREW you were are and will always remain a nation's hero ==========================Posted by pinky at July 31, 2004 10:53 AM
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