Enter-Mission

Well, we're in the middle of the Nuremberg rallies in furtherance of the "Staying The Course" thing. They've scheduled spectacles in New York, Pennsylvania, Washington D.C. and a National Prime Time Address tonight, following the huge quasi-religious/quasi-state rallies in New York City.

They're going to squeeze every last drop of blood from the Nine-Eleven turnip. We're going to honor the dead by STAYING THE COURSE.

Now we are engaged in a great War On Terror. . .testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated. . . can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war.

We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a monument for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate. . .we cannot consecrate. . . we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men and women, living and dead, who perished here have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember, what we say here -- unless they buy the DVD -- but it can never forget what they did here.

It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced.

God Bless you. God Bless America. (Pssst. Where do we fly to next?)

Of course, no one has ever figured out what the course is -- which is now "Adapt and Win," which seems to mean that we should change course so that we can stay the course, of course. (Even if that means tacking as madly and rapidly as ... well, we already are. Heh heh.)

And nobody ever strays the course, of course.
That is, of course, unless the course is the famous ... er ...

Nine-Uh-Lebbin!
Nine-Uh-Lebbin!
Nine-Uh-Lebbin!

Of course, Leni Riefenstahl's "The Triumph of the Shill" has been running on ABC (opposite NFL football's opening weekend, oddly enough). and Il Bushe will be delivering a "Prime Time Address" neatly folded into the middle of "Der Path to Nine-Uh-Lebbin!"

Stay The Course!
Stay The Course!
Stay The Course!

Hell, even old Joe Goebbels never thought of premiering the Leni Riefenstahl film in the MIDDLE of the Nuremberg Rallies.

It's damned peculiar that Osama bin Hidin' (nee bin Laden) would release a special Bush Campaign video (like his 'endorsement' of John Kerry in 2004 just oddly coincided with the Bush Campaign then) this week, just to bolster how much we all REALLY hate him, and are REALLY afraid of him, and, er ... Nine-Uh-Lebbin!

Nine-Uh-Lebben!
Nine-Uh-Lebben!
Nine-Uh-Lebben!

Somehow, I don't think that most Americans are that goddamned stoooopid.

But I could be wrong. (It wouldn't be the first time.)

Anyway, since the only thing that the Bushies seem to know how to do is campaign, let's all sit back and enjoy the multimedia spectacle they've put together for their latest advertising campaign, their last stolen electoral hurrah!

Wow. Leni AND Nuremberg.

RADIO: "President Bush, and First Lady Laura Bush stood in the rain without umbrellas, to remember the passengers of Flight 93 ..." (That's verbatim from my headphones ...)

George is flying around today almost as much as he did on Nine-Uh-Lebben! He's flying here, he's flying there. He's bringin Wreaths and Wretoric! He's whirlwind campaignin' like he did on the last day of the 2004 election.

Nine-Uh-Lebben!
Nine-Uh-Lebben!
Nine-Uh-Lebben!

(Whoops. Sorry! Hope he don't ketch cold. 'Course, we always DID say that boy don't have the sense to come in outta the rain.)

The difference this time is only that he DOESN'T seem so much like a chicken-with-his-head-cut-off.

A chickenhawk, more like.*

But what happened to the memory of 9/11 that I share with my countrymen? The shared national experience, the American History that we hold, collectively?

Er, when you're done with it, George, could we borrow it back -- for maybe a day?

Courage.
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[*Oh damn! When Dan Rather proved that, he was fired, retired and erased from collective memory. Pray with me, friends, that this blog still exists tomorrow. Gitmo, here we come!]