she dug how Republicans lied 

   

lied baldfaced

sweetly smiling

  

crowsfeet happily dancing at the corner of their eyes

without halt or doubt

a salesmans prowess

blissfully

innately

she might reason all politicians lie

territorial to stretch and torture their opinion into the some unknown realm of truth

Trust me  I have indisputable high-placed sources

they were of course anonymous

politicians performed seamlessly  effortlessly   lacing their bitter doses with sticky sweet honey

their words are gobbled up and cheered by adoring crowds

                                                        

who they gratefully acknowledged  holding up their right hands  extending them towards their titillated throng

a gesture not-strangely unlike

reminiscent of Sieg Heil 

  

though not really a Nationalistic salute

 

more a gratifying salute to their clean crisp white religiosity

which attempted to bleach out every shadow or stain they perceived as a blemish or intolerable

their rabid constituents remind her of recent zealots *  --  particularly when they turned their attention from the words of whoever was braying at the lectern before them to a few enraged dissenters in their midst who foolhardily attempted to make vocal counterpoints

agent provocateur isnt a path familiar to Truthseekers or tellers

   

then  unfortunately  as a history buff  Kristallnacht  also occurred to her 

having witnessed their orgies heard their lies  it wasnt inconceivable

the palpable disregard and disdain related  the candidates callus ambivalence towards any position they found abhorrent(without deft reason or argument)

   

No  it didnt seem a step too far or a bar laid on the floor to leap over

she was also flummoxed by their chameleon  squid disguises

 

calling themselves social conservatives(true social conservatives ought to be offended)

if they took a breath(which they didnt --  too busy talking) they should be able to remember one of their ilk who ran as a compassionate conservative(the precursor  placeholder for social conservative) and how America was rendered  severed  under his watch and by his executive direction and actions

the USA PATRIOT Act

the continued fearmongering which is portend into the foreseeable future  the political blustering and coercion to waste American Treasure  the split-citizenry beguiled and bamboozled by the handholding and pursesharing Military Entertainment(Media) Industrial Complex and its shills ^

the flummoxing made her fingers interlock and worry

 

shed pull her hands apart with effort and go back to her books pour through history seeking some comfort  though more often tormented by paradigm  Santayanas words smarting  Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it

  

then while mindlessly leafing through a glossy magazine to salve her discouraged and inflamed mind she read an obscene perhaps coincidental quote(No  nothing was a coincidence) written in October 2004  in the heat of another Presidential campaign in full jarring swing

"John Wilkes Booth, Lee Harvey Oswald, John Hinkley Jr  --  where are you now that we need you?" +

there were two cold reasoned truths she assumed 

 

1.  it was written in the voice of a satirist

2.  nowadays assassins/private contractors didnt come cheap

                  

1444,  Sunday,  27  12. 15

0032,  Monday,  28  12. 15

* http://www.msn.com/en-us/news/world/flawed-justice-after-a-mob-killed-an-afghan-woman/ar-BBnWr9s?li=BBnb7Kz&ocid=mailsignout

^ http://web.stanford.edu/class/sts145/Library/Lenoir-Lowood_TheatersOfWar.pdf

+ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlie_Brooker

it was one of those evenings when nothing was coming together

seams loose like Chinese workmanshipand the last thing he could abide was cheap and cheap was everywhere

a checkout gal asked him if he found everything he was looking forNo   I was looking for something Made in America According to every label I turned in here it ought to be called China
It wasnt her fault She wasnt old enough to know a time when stores touted their products were Made in America and businesses werent open on Sunday

if she turned his label shed read Made in America

if he turned hers likely Made in America

but nobodys turning anybodys labels these days

wouldnt be PC 

(and not the PC Republican presidential candidates reviled  --  any position opposing their platform was PC) 

                  

No  there was nothing compelling quality

slipshod  lackadaisical  were orders of the day

                                                                               according to the store manager the bills in his cashiers tray were turned in the wrong direction according to his manager red ink didnt copy according to him writing in red ink was a corporate no no

                  

a corporate no no

what adult

talking to another adult

says no no

granted  he recognised these transactions were petty a bigger man would probably disregard them

wouldnt even consider the proverbial proposition

                                                                                 Is this a hill you are willing to die on 

                                                                       

he didnt think it would kill him

though mygosh he was tempted so very willing to exercise and challenge them

   

find out

the first thing she asked when he told her of the transgressions was Is this a hill you are willing to die on

Where did that bit originate he replied

                                                               I think its existence is the fall guy to every retreat beat by anyone too lazy or fearful to defend a stance its asking is placated by the assumption the answer is no Or no no be that as it may be

Really

Then youre a bigger man than me he told her

                                                                          Where you hiding your dick Ive damn near turned you inside out an never seen it

I got skills

You can say that again

I got skills

he fawnedrolled his eyes

Your assumption might have been that I wouldnt say it again

Actually you ran right into that one If it was a door youdve smashed your nose  An god knows I love your nose

You saw that coming

I saw that coming as much as you know its ridiculous to ask me if this is a hill to die on

I suppose I do she said

                                       We could chalk it up to due diligence

We could Or we could imagine a dumb dildo as pleasurable as a hard dick

That doesnt make any sense

Due diligencing me does

Besides

Its lyrical

Theres that  

                    But Im not playing

Not playing

No  Id never consider the two

The two

Yes

You cant say so

I could I wont

Youre no fun Due diligence dumb dildo

                                                                  Backwards dildo dumb diligence due
Sounds like a song eh

Youre not going to get off that . .

. . Where we going with this

Nowhere she said

                               Im going to shut up now

Just when it was getting interesting You got me riding a thick rubber hobby horse . .

. . Youre offending hobby horses and chil . .

. . Careful careful youve seen their flushed faces you cant be too sure its very natural very natural and only a monster would take a childs toy away . .

. . You think . .

. . I know I had one

                                 I loved my horsey

Im going to shut up now

You said that

0124,  Monday,  21  12. 15