Tuesday, October 03, 2006

The body of Condoleeza Rice, U.S. Secretary of State, was discovered under mountains of rubble that had finally been cleared from the Capitol Building. Rescue efforts had been slow-going since January 17, 2008 when O.U.T.R.A.G.E. revolutionists bombed hundreds of government facilities around the country, including the White House and the Capitol Building. Those efforts slowed even further after the disasterous March 12th hurricane that virtually disrupted the grisley work. Areas that had already been cleared had been filled up with more debris left behind by the hurricane. While many the bodies of many members of Congress, government officials and bureaucrats, and others attending President Bush's "State of the Union" address, there were still untold dozens - perhaps hundreds - buried in the wreckage. Bush had purposely re-scheduled the time of his speech to accommodate Rice's travel itinerary. Usually, Presidential addresses are aired during prime time; Bush scheduled this speech for 4:55 p.m. EST on Thursday, January 17 so that Rice could attend. She had just returned from a trip to the Sudan Wednesday night, where she was instrumental in negotiating some semblance of order out of that on-going civil war that had already killed millions, either through brutal insurgent slaughters or simple starvation. Rice had finally, it appeared, made some headway in getting relief supplies and food to the millions driven fromt heir homes and staying in refugee camps at the Sudanese borders. On Friday morning, January 18, Rice was already committed to a trip to Venezuela for a meeting with that country's President Hugo Chevaz. One of America's primary oil suppliers, Chavez had created havoc among the Bush camp in the fall of 2006 when he called George W. Bush "the devil" during a United Nations speech. Ever since then, relations between the two countries had been strained, and Chavez was siphoning off a sizeable chunk of U.S. oil supplies while Bush uttered private indignities about the charismatic Venezuelan leader. Bush had been known to call Chavez a "fucking lunatic" in the privacy of the Oval Office where no cameras or reporters were present. It appeared that a personal vendetta was brewing between Bush and Chavez, similar in scope to the personal vendetta between the Bush family and Saddam Hussein. George H.W. Bush always believed Hussein had 'humiliated' him during Desert Storm, and many thought that was the reason Bush wanted to invade Iraq: to "get even" with Hussein. Bush, Sr. - who always pronounced Hussein's first name "Sa-damn" - had been accused of "not finishing the job" during Desert Storm. The U.S. had involved itself in that war because Hussein threatened Kuwait, a U.S. ally (and oil supplier). Bush, Sr. had close ties to the Kuwait and Saudi Arabian governments, and he immediately went to the aid of those two countries when Hussein provoked them. Now the same kind of personal resentment was bubbling over between Bush, Jr. and Chavez; Rice was being sent as a dignitary in a delicate diplomatic effort to try and restore U.S.-Venezuelan relations. George W. Bush wanted Rice at the State of the Union address, but he also wanted her to meet with Chavez as had long been scheduled.
Grotesquely disfigured and decayed, Rice's body was a physical interpretation of the waning days of the Bush administration: dysfunctional, decaying, and near death, the clan of Republican warriors who had imposed so much evil on the world was a shell of its former self. Colin Powell, Richard Clark, and countless others who had originally enthusiastically embraced the new Bush doctrines had one-by-one disengaged themselves from an administration run by a madman who had no clue what to do without being coached by his "people". Even fellow Republicans were deserting the sinking ship, and recognizing that its captain was a raving lunatic in complete denial, and living out the final days of his term in ignorant bliss.
More jolting revelations came from pages of George W. Bush's private diary as analysts continued to pour over its content: Bush confessed to having a "thing" for his Secretary of State, Condoleeza Rice. While never acting on his impulses, Bush's diary demonstrated how he obsessed over this this stately woman, and how he envied the presence she exuded whenever she entered a room. Indeed, she was Bush's #1 "yes man", and he admired her unconditional loyalty, something Bush saw very little of as the number of his 'inner circle' colleagues dwindled. Determined to "stay the course" until the "job got finished", Bush was foolishly fighting a battle no one else wanted any part of; determined not to fire Donald Rymsfeld, Bush was isloating himself from anyone who would dare make suggestions to the contrary. In his diary, Bush confessed that he would never pull out [of Iraq] prematurely, even if his wife and his dog were the only ones who supported him. Reminiscent of the generals who were afraid to disagree with Hitler, Bush's generals stood by in stolid silence as their own "little Hitler" swaggered with false bravado and deluded himself into thinking he was a military mastermind.
Even more astounding was a number of entries made in the autumn of 2007: Bush was being groomed for other missions pertinent to his puppeteers' wishes. The Condoleeza Rice diplomatic efforts with Chavez were a sham: the military was already gearing up for an invasion of Venezuela. The CIA had created a dossier on Chavez showing him in unsavory situations involving corrupt criminals, prostitutes, and other undesireable characters. Under the premise of bringing "freedom" to the Venezeulan people, the United States was developing a plan to takeover that South American country - and, consequently - assume control of its oil fields. Rice hadn't realized her efforts were in vain, all designed as a scam while behind the scenes her work was already being overthrown in favor of war. Rice was a pawn in this deception, and George W. Bush still wanted to get in her pants.
By Christmas of 2007, Bush was making other astonishing entries into his private diary, including plans for another terrorist attack on U.S. soil. Experts had concluded that there might be a Democratic landslide in the 2008 elections, and the silent powers behind the scenes couldn't abide such a disruption of their global anarchy. Democrats would make their political investment in withdrawal strategies, siding with the overwhelming pulbic opinion to leave Iraq and Iran. Big business and the military-industrial complex couldn't afford such a dramatic change of course. There was still oil to be sucked from middle east sand, and there were still humongous profits to be garnered. In preparation for such possibility, Bush's puppeteers had a plan in place, which George W. Bush would be obliged to initiate. The Bush diaries outlined the strategy: fabricate another 'terrorist attack' on U.S. soil, killing at least a few thousand innocent victims. While Bush had not been privy to which American landmark would be victimized, he suspected it might be the Sears Tower in Chicago or the Space Needle in Seattle. Both were in areas prone to attract more sympathy than, say, any site in New York, Washington, or L.A. where all the "power brokers" lived and worked. Bush would then impose martial law, claiming that a change in administration would not be in the best interests of "national security". The Republicans would remain in power until Jeb Bush could be better groomed for a run at the Presidency. All the Bush handlers needed was a few months - maybe a couple of years at best - to turn things around and seduce the American public into agreeing with Bush's Hitler-esque tactics. Judging from his child-like scribblings, Bush was delighted over the fact that he would continue as Commander-In-Chief, content in the knowledge that anything he did would make his daddy proud, and would certainly add to his own pumped-up puffery. George W. Bush liked being a big shot, even if he had no idea what the hell he was doing. It was the epitome of a giant ego inside a tiny, little man...the perfect perception of a man with 'little-pecker syndrome'. Is this any way to run a republic? In George W. Bush's beady little eyes, it was the only way! He could play 'President' just like he played cops and robbers when he was a kid (and, when he was kid, he always won, or he'd send his playmates home). Isolated from reality, Bush was playing a war game just like Hitler used to do; the coincidence was, of course, that they were both demonic losers destined to destroy the order of the world.

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