Who will Inherit the Bush Recession?
"close ties may exist also among thieves"

"Close ties may exist also among thieves...but since it is not invincible, it does not bring good fortune... Where the community of interest ceases, the holding together ceases also, and the closest friendship often changes into hate. Only when the bond is based on what is right, on steadfastness, will it remain so firm that it triumphs over everything." - "Book of Changes"

In 2004, I wrote the following column:

Wealth & Inner Truth
Keys to Good Government
by HyperLincoln
http://hyperlincoln.blogspot.com/...

In the column, I explain why and how BushWorld was going to fall apart. It has everything to do with a lack of inner truth, and how thieves eventually turn on one another.

Well, Bush and Congress are at an all-time low, and Rush Limbaugh is pulling for Hillary Clinton. Everywhere you see one or more of the colluders in corruption, you see and hear anger, back-stabbing, desperate attempts at thinking, reaction against reaction against reaction. Perhaps Robert Fripp was correct, when he said: "Let the Power fall."

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Visions are long, life is short.
I think John Edwards understood this, and may be why he felt it important to pass his most passionate visions to Barack and Hillary. Whomever best embodies his visions will win my vote, if I don't for John.
I will "default to the vision".

To date, it seems that Barack is doing a better job of absorbing, and reflecting his visions, and so I am tending toward him. I wonder, though, if he would flinch when it came to learning all the truth about  the Bush Administration, and all their crimes and misanthropies. John would not flinch. Not so sure about Barack...or Hillary. She (and Bill) may well relish such action.

As I always said, with John you get better visions, but also better reality. If Barack and Hillary fail to understand the full reality of BushWorld, we all will be at a loss, because you cannot achieve your visions if you are not where you think you are. There has to be a ground of truth and reality...regardless of Bush and Cheney's ululating to the contrary.

We must ask the toughest of questions to all the candidates, and transcend the adolescent echo chamber proffered by the corpulent media.

LET us vote then, you and I,
When the evening news is spreading lies
to the patients etherized upon a fable;

Let us go, through a certain half-deserted mind,
The muttering unkind
A mindless knight in one-night crack-ho tails
And cornpone restaurants with taco-shells:
Sheep that follow like a tedious dittohead
Of insidious portent
To feed you all a dose of healthy koolaid...
Oh, do not ask, "What is it?"
Let us go and drink this sh*t...

In the gloom, warmen come aglow
Talking of Guantanamo

The yellow blog that wipes its back upon our window pains,
The yellow news that rubs our nose in blue dress stains,
Licked its lips upon the money of the evening news,
Lingered upon the fools that stand to gain,
Let fall upon his face the pretzel that falls from skies,
Slipped by the congress, made of sullen lies,
And seeing that it was a soft September morn,
Turned around the plane, and fell to Sleep...

Walk around in shopping malls dressed in camouflage and carrying rifles?

Even though I'm originally from South Dakota and I thought we were pretty much alike... I'm trying to understand...