According to my friend Paul in this post, he was obligated to post an anti-war song on his blog, and having read that I’m obligated to do the same. So:

Let Them Eat War
by: Bad Religion

There’s a prophet on a mountain and he’s making up dinner
With long division and riding crop
Anybody can feel like a winner
When it’s served up piping hot

But the people aren’t looking for a handout
They’re America’s working corps
Can this be what they voted for?

Let them eat war
Let them eat war
That’s how to ration the poor
Let them eat war
Let them eat war

There’s an urgent need to feed
Declining pride

From the force to the union shops
The war economy is making new jobs
But the people who benefit most
Are breaking bread with their benevolent hosts

You never stole from the rich to give to the poor
All he ever gave to them was a war
And a foreign enemy to deplore

Let them eat war
Let them eat war
That’s how to ration the poor
Let them eat war
Let them eat war

There’s an urgent need to feed
Declining pride

We’ve got to kill ‘em and eat em’
Before they reach for their checks
Squeeze some blue collars
make them bleed from their necks
Seize a few dollars from the people who sweat
Cause it’s freedom or death and they won’t question it
At a job site the boss is god like
Conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight
Seasoned vets with their feet in nets
A stone’s throw away from a rock fight
But not tonight, feed ‘em death

Here comes another ration (feed them death)
Cause they’re the finest in the nation (feed them death)
But there’s nothing left to feed them
When it’s freedom or it’s death

Let them eat war
Let them eat war
That’s how to ration the poor
Let them eat war
Let them eat war

There’s an urgent need to feed

Yeah, so I missed most of the State of the Union, forgetting about the time zone change (yeah, it STILL happens to me). But from the look of things, it was big business as usual so who gives a shit anyway. What’s been fun, in a staggeringly depressing way, is to review the snippets of Karl Rove’s — I mean the President’s — speech, against the cold truth of the facts behind the rhetoric. You can do this not on the major news outlets, because they are all whores who suck. I’m tired of George Snuffalupagus and god knows I don’t need to hear “The Democratic Response”, which is sure to be one more performance of people who still can’t get their shit together, whining ineffectively about this buffoon in office.

What you can do is head over to Think Progress’ site for a nice recap of the whole charade, with factual turdlets that follow each rosy assertion made by that incompetent jerkoff named Georgie Dubya Bush.

Right on, Sky News, Right on.

This country is lost. The way I see it, when thousands of people die and the reaction is for thousands more to begin looting and shooting at the helicopters trying to rescue them with their ten pairs of Nikes — while rich people argue the details of supply and demand and its effect fuel prices on an aviation mailing list I subscribe to, and the so-called leader of this country goes on television and says he “understands” what’s going on — I believe we are truly in the midst of the most serious reality-disconnect mode I’ve ever seen in my life.

Katrina has caused unbelievable damage to New Orleans, and the reaction of many of the (surviving) residents has been to sprinkle a little L.A. riots into the mix. Yes, it’s a totally irrational act, but the more I look at it, the more I see this as one more example of the chasm between our nation’s so-called leadership and the needs of everyman. These people are PISSED OFF, and I can’t say I blame them.

I got a little upset when this morning’s Center for American Progress newsletter used the Katrina situation to make Bush look bad, but then again, this country’s handling of this disaster — from the preparedness beforehand to the outraged reaction of the residents in the aftermath — is an excellent little view into the priorities of this idiotic President of ours and his complete lack of compassion or understanding of what he is doing to this nation of ours.

I am sad today.