More Fake Hearings In Our Sham Democracy

“Alberto Gonzales, do you swear that the testimony you are about to give is factual and truthful to the best of your knowledge? Oh, never mind, we don’t need to bother with this quaint technicality. Just tell us what you want us to believe and we will dutifully pass it on to our constituents.”

As if AG Gonzales would have any qualms at all in obscuring the truth under oath, the Senate decided to give him a free pass anyway today as Republicans on the Senate Judiciary Committee block Democratic attempts to put the AG under oath. Republicans aren’t even interested in making the proceedings appear to be legitimate, that is how deeply entrenched their power now is and how blatant their disregard for truth and the law has become. Nothing new really, just another day in the American Empire and one more blow to the façade of our dead democracy.

When they don’t even bother to package the lies, we should all wonder how long before the mask is ripped off and the ugly truth is revealed. We are in the throes of fascism and the Imperial Senate is rapturously writhing in the divine pleasure of total domination in their realm while simultaneously kneeling at the altar of Bush and offering the bloodied and beaten carcass of American society as a sacrifice to him. It’s almost gothic in its self-indulgent grandiosity, grotesque in its implications and nauseating to watch yet virtually impossible to turn away from. We know we should avert our eyes, but we can’t.

Every day I wake up and hope to find my tinfoil hat. I want to be wrong, to be paranoid, to be wildly overreacting, but every day I can’t ignore what I see. King George wants to be the sole authority in determining enemies of the state, use his judgment rather than the law in tracking those enemies, capture them or kill them using his own police force and use his unitary power as the executive to root out dissenters which he can then tag as enemies of the state. Wow, nothing to worry about there. And this is not speculation but rather the stated intentions of the Bush administration. They believe themselves to possess this authority. All that’s left is selling it to Congress (which shouldn’t be hard) and then the public.

Maybe tomorrow when I wake up, instead of looking for my tinfoil hat, I’ll just drink the glass of red liquid that mysteriously appears on my nightstand each day. It smells kinda fruity, almost like Kool Aid, I wonder where it comes from. Best just to drink it and not ask questions, after all, the best things in life are free right? Like Democracy, oh wait, that’s not right. Like justice, no, that’s not it either. Like blind faith, no, there’s a huge price for that too, in fact one half of the country is paying the price for the blind faith of the other half. The Kool Aid may be free if you drink it, but that’s only because someone else is picking up the tab. Since I’m not good at passing the buck, I guess I have no choice but to keep pouring the red liquid down the drain and continue the search for my hat. If you find it, let me know.