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When your work is outstanding for a number of years, but that promotion you've been chasing for all that time remains elusive - it's time to look in the mirror and ask yourself, "do I have a Monica problem?"
Apparently it's going around, or I should say it 'was' going around. A topical cream had been prescribed to a lot more government employees than usual for a while, but there's been no solid evidence to indicate it had any effect. The more experienced folks I've spoken to who are familiar with the symptoms, described it like a wave that eventually crashes down and rolls back, dragging with it the mangled human debris it produced. My anonymous gray-haired source disagrees emphatically with this metaphor by offering up her own:
"This thing here was more like life in prehistoric times. Where the meat-eaters with big teeth just ran around feeding all the time on whatever they came across that looked good and killable. Thrashing around the landscape happy and big...leaving big piles of shit behind wherever they went."
 So it wasn't a skin condition after all, but rather some kind of animal? "A killing machine that doesn't know any better." I suspect it runs out of things to eat? "Eventually it might, but these things start eating each other before it gets that far." I nodded my head with a look in my eye like the message had hit home, honestly thinking I'd understood it more at that point, but the whole thing was still too abstract for any kind of "professional journalism" to come out of it. I know Kilgore Trout's rag would be interested, but I've got bills to pay. And topical cream or not, I don't want to get in the way of whatever the hell this thing is - OR - whatever it was. The assumption that it's been eradicated with some cream applied daily seems as likely to be true as "Mission Accomplished". Anyways...I decided to bail on the story altogether and simply send my notes off to Fox Mulder.
More to the point of taking this trip in the first place, as coming face to face with this mess was unplanned. I really wanted to report on something lofty like, 'The Economics of Fallen Heroes'. You see, too much puff and glitter accompany our ignorance towards the entire enterprise, this military of ours, to even recognize the rot when it’s so clearly in charge of the host. And the regeneration of such an organ is all but impossible, so for the sake of argument, let’s consider the government’s position for a moment.
There’s little tax generating ability left, and the body is no longer capable of reentering battle.
People come and go you see, but budgets of the permanent kind are impossible to shake without reprisals. So they up the copays on the prescriptions, and get some of them deciding between the pills that make the noises stop and keeping the lights on. Such squeezing off of a means for survival will undoubtedly turn the already damaged mind inward more often, which is a bad thing in general…for a veteran it can’t be good.
Click here to read more . . .
The message is clear, just like the message to the thousands being poisoned this very moment by formaldehyde in the air they breathe whenever in or around their FEMA trailer. (A story originally uncovered within The Nation magazine in 'Dying for a Home' by Amanda Spake in February...TWO FULL MONTHS BEFORE THE MSM BOTHERED TO INVESTIGATE AND REPORT ON IT)
Those folks are just as useless to the government as are these veterans, and to do the right thing by them would mean doing the wrong thing for the budgets that, as I pointed out, will exist regardless. So much of those budgets are already allocated towards tickers on the NYSE and Nasdaq, that if they suddenly had to go the long route (to individuals, then spent in the market), something would have to be produced in order to reclaim the prize money. Instead by letting the weak members of the herd die off quickly, that money can go directly into a column on a balance sheet, and without so much fuss over production, sales, distribution, etc…the earnings per share can be accurately projected, and so on.
Off Topic: The mainstream political writers can't stand the concept of bloggers disrupting the sanctity of their status within the game. I read Jonathan Alter on Huffington Post, leading me to Glenn Greenwald (who I link to and read regularly) and finally to digby (where I'll save you time by pointing you there first).
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Posted on Thursday, May 17, 2007 @ 01:00:00 EDT by TJ |
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