Thursday, May 08, 2008
um, excuse me
So like earlier tonight I happened to be channel-surfing and caught the tail end of a story on my local news about the impending nuptials of dubya's daughter (and the great grand-daughter of an American Nazi).
Sadly I had already missed the Extra about the wedding event of the year.
I was only about half-way paying attention because I knew if I looked directly at the screen the bile would rise up within me and forcibly extricate itself from my body. I swear to freaking Lord Almighty I heard some poor hick small town bastard say this with sniveling pride and subservient glee in his own redneck voice:
If this were a sitcom this would be the moment when I take a drink and spit it with dramatic comedic effect all over the other actors on the set.
Why I do declare, I almost threw my freakin' drink at the screen. Believe me, my dear reader, it was neither the fear of breaking our aging very non-HD but still digital conversion ready TV set nor the loss of a generous pour of cheap vodka and tonic that would splatter and crash on the floor that stayed my hand.
Nay, no nay.
It was the sad realization that this "news" story was worth no more of my time than I would spend picking up a pile of dog shit I passed on the street.
But there was something about something that guy said that just stuck in my craw(ford).
(Sorry, couldn't resist the pun.)
"The president and the family — they are really considered royalty by many folks."
Royalty?
Fuck off.
I'm no freakin' historian and the fluoride in the water maybe working to make me stupid, but I damn sure remember learning something back in my school days about how the founders of this once great nation, that's right the gah-damned U. S. of Fucking A, as in ASS-KICKING, fought some war or some such shit all because they were righteously pissed off at all that royalty crap. As I recall from my lessons, they were fed up as fuck and just weren't going to take it anymore.
Well, lemme tell ya. . .
Ain't nobody royalty. Not to me.
Nor to you if your still half-way worth a damn.
". . . despise riches. . . hate tyrants. . . take off your hat to nothing known or unknown, or to any man or number of men. . . "
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Sadly I had already missed the Extra about the wedding event of the year.
I was only about half-way paying attention because I knew if I looked directly at the screen the bile would rise up within me and forcibly extricate itself from my body. I swear to freaking Lord Almighty I heard some poor hick small town bastard say this with sniveling pride and subservient glee in his own redneck voice:
"Remember when Princess Di married? Well, it was a big, big thing, you know. ... It's `Wow — this is royalty,'" said Bill Johnson, owner of the Yellow Rose gift shop. "The president and the family — they are really considered royalty by many folks."(nicely quoted for you, my dear reader, to read here, if not to hear as I did, in an AP article)
If this were a sitcom this would be the moment when I take a drink and spit it with dramatic comedic effect all over the other actors on the set.
Why I do declare, I almost threw my freakin' drink at the screen. Believe me, my dear reader, it was neither the fear of breaking our aging very non-HD but still digital conversion ready TV set nor the loss of a generous pour of cheap vodka and tonic that would splatter and crash on the floor that stayed my hand.
Nay, no nay.
It was the sad realization that this "news" story was worth no more of my time than I would spend picking up a pile of dog shit I passed on the street.
But there was something about something that guy said that just stuck in my craw(ford).
(Sorry, couldn't resist the pun.)
"The president and the family — they are really considered royalty by many folks."
Royalty?
Fuck off.
I'm no freakin' historian and the fluoride in the water maybe working to make me stupid, but I damn sure remember learning something back in my school days about how the founders of this once great nation, that's right the gah-damned U. S. of Fucking A, as in ASS-KICKING, fought some war or some such shit all because they were righteously pissed off at all that royalty crap. As I recall from my lessons, they were fed up as fuck and just weren't going to take it anymore.
Well, lemme tell ya. . .
Ain't nobody royalty. Not to me.
Nor to you if your still half-way worth a damn.
". . . despise riches. . . hate tyrants. . . take off your hat to nothing known or unknown, or to any man or number of men. . . "
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