THE RUMSFELD RAG
Semi-finalist in the Koufax Awards in the category of "Most Humorous Post"
(With apologies to Country Joe)
Well come on, all of you big strong men,
Uncle Sam's telling lies again,
Figured out that to fight a war
All you have to do is send the poor.
While Georgie and his buddies laugh and feast
They'll send you to the Middle East.
And it's one, two, three, what were you voting for?
Oil profits and endless war?
Did you think there was something more?
And it’s five, six, seven, let the theme reverberate:
“Muslims, gays, and liberal states,
Whoopee! We got lots to hate.”
Come conservatives throughout the land,
Now’s the time to take a stand,
Get it into liberal weenies’ heads
That the only good Iraqi is one who’s dead.
Raze their cities, destroy their lives
And convert ‘em all to Jesus Christ.
And it’s one, two, three, who were you voting for?
One deserter and a chickenhawk?
Who else could win Iraq?
And it’s five, six, seven, let the theme reverberate:
“Muslims, gays, and liberal states,
Whoopee! We got lots to hate.”
On 9/11 the country changed
And some of us became quite deranged.
With fears abounding from out and in
We launched a crusade to battle sin.
We all see something’s going wrong,
It’s about the time to drop a bomb.
And it’s one, two, three, what were you voting for?
Don’t you see or don’t you give a damn
‘Bout the lessons of Vietnam?
And it’s five, six, seven, let the theme reverberate:
“Muslims, gays, and liberal states,
Whoopee! We got lots to hate.”
posted by Motherlode at 6:20 PM
2 Comments:
Here is what I learned from the Vietnam war, which I witnessed on tv for the last eight years of my public school experience. I learned that we always kill more of the enemy than we lose, always. I learned that trying as a nation to control another countries destiny caries a hugh cost of lives. I learned that the government is inept in conducting a foreign policy that reflects the values of the average american because it is not the government that makes the decisions, but rather some elite power group that is in the background, secret and powerful in its ability to control the actions of the government. I learned that when someone in the government does try to tell the truth .then they are blackballed and fired. So cut out the bulshit just tell us the truth for once. The lessons I learned from the Vietnam expirience give me pause to ponder what P. Bush would say if he did answer cindy’s request for an honest answer as to why her son died, and for what noble cause. He would tell her that he died to prop up an economy that is doomed to implode on its dept. He would tell her that his death bought a few more days of luxurious living for the privileged class in America before the oil runs out and the economy of perpetual growth begins to shrivel and die. He would bluntly say that we have to continue to flex our muscles on the world stage to insure continued investment in the crucial t- bonds by foreigners that support our lifestyle of convenience and an ever increasing imbalance of payments. He died to buy another injection for an addicted nation. One more fix for the junkie shopper cruising the Wall Mart isle salivating for the cheap consumer goods imported from overseas. He died to prop up governments that support economic conditions that keep in place the cheap overseas labor to provide the life blood of our high tech economy. That of exorbitant markup by the ever increasing technology driven companies that do nothing more than move the keys on thier laptops.
Oh, very well done, Sir. Crackerjack work. Absolutely crackerjack.
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