Oi!

KUDOS to Big Hominid for what should be common sense to any motherfucker with an ounce of observational power of world outside his/her ass. Drawn from a discussion about who'll make the best next president of the U.S. of A., Hominid states:

"... do we really expect our politicians to evince a sense of integrity ...I'll settle for visible signs of commitment and goal-orientation, accompanied by financial and foreign policy acumen."

Time to smell the carbon emission, my lovelies. What kind of animal does it take to bob and weave, dodge and dance, kiss and run their way to the top of the most powerful, most elaborate and competitive political and economical hierarchy in the world? It ain't a butterfly, my friends. Those end up in the Peace Corps! Even jackals, hyenas and tigers are much too straightforward in their need-to-action strategies, brutal as they may be. No, what were are looking at when we see the pretty, well-dressed and well-spoken heads of state are finally tuned strategists and connivers, backstabbers and handshakers. I have nothing but awe for the level of game play that is demanded. I would not, however, try to fool myself into believing that the suggested foreign policy, medicare plan or tax break is a result of the politicians big heart and sense of morals and values. Their duties are to please the big business interests behind them and to please more than 50.1 percent of the voting population (ideally!)

Nice is a selling point. It's a marketable quality, much like Alec Baldwin's character in The Departed identifies marriage as being: it makes you seem responsible, a family man...it lets them know at least one other person can stand you and that your dick is still working. So, if we're mature enough recognize that the illusion of humanity, conscience and concern are the window dressing of the successful political candidate, why can't we just accept that if we had that much power, we too would be getting a blow job under the desk 6 times a day? As long as they are adequately representing the best interests of the state (in all of it's complexities) and fulfilling with the best possible skill and knowledge the responsibilities of their post, bring in as many interns as they need.

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Our lives. I'm obsessed of late with how temporary we are. No matter how big we're imagined. As big as we can be, we remain nothing. Our best idea supported by grants and government and private approval will be a date in an old handbook that someone's grandkids read ./ of course you won't be recognized because there's no reason for them to register your name. i am not a nihilist, yet how the fuck do you feel the breeze when you know it'll be gone in an instant, and you will too. All the effort for a blink. And in geological time, the human race itself will be lost in a single layer of dust and mud a couple of feet thick. \~how grand this all is.