You starting to freak yet? I am freaking .. a bit...

I read a lot of shit on the web and the more I do the more freaky this whole " American" situation becomes. We are dead and we don't know it yet. We have taken the fatal slice to the guts and they are laying on the ground while we remain hypnotized, unaware of the violation.

Billions to banks to help the struggling American on the street? Nobody saw the problem of giving more money to the most greedy heartless bastards on the planet, next to televangelists. And where is Obama on this? What has been his response? He has surround himself with more of the same privileged money mongering minds that created this mess.
I'm sure that most of the people today that might happen upon this mans rant, will never get the chance to understand the jeopardy they are in until they bleed out on their feet. Where are the riots, cause there are sure to be peanut butter, if not bread lines very soon.

When Bush finally says we are in a recession you can be sure that we are ankle deep in a depression and the tide is rising. What is the fucking common man to do? Probably just kiss his sweet ass goodbye and hope for an injunction for stupidity in his next reincarnation.

Had we any guts left we would be rioting against the administration that is giving our billions to millionaires, and fat cats. I'm scared. There are jails in the desert if we descent too vividly. The rest of the world won't come to our rescue, or give a shit about yours and my demise.We've had them under foot for so long when they realize this is there chance to rise above an american planned world there will be no looking back until the scales are even. Our screams, when we realize we are the gutted lambs will not reach there conscience, will not summon legions to our aid, will not bring compassion for a society taught to live beyond there means for as long as this one remembers.
It seems as though our whole American standard of living, has been a ruse to get us to extend ourselves far beyond our means. And the claim that American workers are the best in the world has only served to make us the most complacent. We are not the best workers in the world or all our work on making automobiles would not result in the worlds most inefficient and problem riddled product. Drunks that don't sober up until noon build our houses and our infrastructure.

And all during this free fall the powerful and insulated have padded themselves filling their coffers with first our extravagances and now our bailouts. Power has been removed far away from our touch, and so we are about to be pushed along by the tide, or sucked into the slipstream of their destinies, the rich and the powerful. Get the picture. We are expendable.

There are still too many smart ones though. You and me. I am worried about what they will do with us when we find one another and try to live the way our forefathers foresaw, when we are backed against the wall, given our options and forced to either surrender our will, or perhaps our lives in defense of it.

The spider picture? Beats me. Just a photo taken a couple of days ago, added for interest.

A wealth of time misused. Crisis at the door.

Just frogs in the jaws of a monster.

What can be said that hasn't already been said......that too? What arrangement of words, what emphasis placed on syllables, is there anything left that is new, original, something that up until this moment of crisis on crisis, has not been thought of or brought to mind?

The fact is I am just too speechless and my lack of comprehension is so infinite that I have completely lost my way within this matrix called The United States. So this is freedom, this ability to write about that over which one has no control. And this right to dissent too may soon become a relic of pre-911 United States. I await the unannounced 3am fun squad with increasing trepidation.

I just want to be a happy Gator, like I was before George W. Bush. You can say what you will about Carter and Clinton, they offer no competition, Bush stands alone and apart as the man on whose watch the United States of America lost it's cool, lost it's cred, and now is loosing it's collective mind in the greatest financial crisis since the Great Depression. We trusted with trepidation our countries leaders to keep us Great, and that was not prudent, and now millions of United Statesians, or lets call ourselves Staters, are loosing our shirts, pants and underwear. Now they're out for our nuts. Take our manhood, take our fight.

That dream of being naked in public is becoming a reality for the poor huddled masses that are precipitating out of our once great though layered society. The layers are disappearing in our sleep, and we are led to believe we dreamed them. So stratified are the remaining ones that to me, it seems we are competitors in the arena, much like the Roman Coliseum. And the top layer is in the sky boxes, watching on in amusement, as we are turned loose to fend for ourselves, and ultimately begin to turn on each other to survive another day, another minute.

We are trying to support one another now. But in time, if things don't change, we will be in each other's faces first, then at each other's throats.

We are The Games they play.