Hatriots

Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel”Samuel Johnson

Everybody gets everything they want; the hidden truth and cosmic joke the universe plays on all of us is we can only get what we are organized to handle; bite off more than you can chew and you choke on it. Give the unprepared, desirous of a power base, stage or platform, the forum to unload their views, and watch them fold under the weight. Studying the idiot’s bloviating over the current gun control tussle would be comic relief for the sane if it weren’t so serious.

When Alex Jones finally got everything he wanted and more, he came in hot, his drones firing missiles on full auto; the moment swallowed him whole like a battleship sinking in the middle of the ocean without the ocean even uttering a burp. Having landed his magnum opus fifteen minutes, his big shot on national TV in prime time in front of millions with the light and space to regurgitate his closeted fears, the klieg lights illuminated his rants and he came unglued for Piers Morgan, and thanks to the viral phenomenon the rest of us, he’d appeared to have done train-rail size lines of bath salts followed by a quart of Jack in the Green Room while dreaming masturbatory fantasies of sexual simpatico with butt- buddies Wayne La Pierre and Rush Limbaugh. His fireworks worthy diatribe burst him and his discredited ethos spectacularly in an epic meltdown.

Like the nights when the Northern lights perform free for me; the wounded healer’s insights threw new light on where he and his legion of buckle-headed coconuts have in the past been wounded, and where by acknowledging these open sores for all to see, weary of imagined lies and secretly ashamed, spewed gibberish while gesticulating wildly their puss-filled rhetorical bumper-sticker wisdom.

Alex followed the unmasking of his true character performance with a U-Tube jeweled presentation, filled with obsessive and paranoid delusions that some as lofty as Mayor Bloomberg had sighted him for termination and would use “crack heads” and secret police to rub him out. Alex will no doubt recoil and retreat to the safety of his fifty guns for protection when he’d be better served to offer ninja crack heads a few ten-dollar vials of crack to distract them while he beats his retreat and then his meat in wondrous orgasms of fantasy fulfillment for having glimpsed his apoplectic end of times visions.

The object lesson unveiled shows us the futility of debating the frightened and the better way to uncover the deranged and hypocritical rabble-rouser who warn us of death from the sky that will surely rain down on us all, from parties certainly too busy to be concerned with us like presidents and the like, and simply allow, as Piers Morgan rightly did, the unhinged to have their say and in the process show us all their true underpinnings.

That whack-job wanna-bees like Alex Jones and his ilk should be denied firearms or for that matter sharp objects can no longer be denied by anyone with a shred of sense and a desire for self-preservation; after viewing what would be in store for us were we to adhere to his ugly, ignorant and dangerously lunatic fringe views.

Some say it was Napoleon who counseled “never interfere with your enemy when he is making a mistake”. I would amend that to “when he is committing suicide” which the gun-fetish mob, who, if they had their druthers would shoot our cities into post-industrial apocalyptic landscapes, did and apparently want.

In September 1963, Governor George Wallace, made famous for settling the issue of segregation by standing in a doorway of a school in Alabama and baring black students from attending, was similarly unmasked when President Kennedy federalized the Alabama National Guard and ordered some of its units to the university campus. Attorney General Robert Kennedy sent his aide to face Wallace saying “the president wants you to make him look ridiculous”. Nicholas  Katzenbach ordered Wallace to move and he stood aside; the black students were allowed to register for classes.

Wallace then sent state police to Huntsville, Mobile, Tuskegee and Birmingham to prevent public schools from opening, following a federal court order to integrate Alabama schools. Helmeted and heavily armed state police and state National Guard units kept students and faculty from entering schools. Following civil disturbances resulting in at least one death, President Kennedy again nationalized the Guard and saw the schools integrated.

On March 7, 1965, state troopers with dogs, whips and tear gas tangled with blacks during a voter registration campaign who were marching from Selma to Montgomery. The violence, which an entire nation saw on television, helped mobilize enough support to enable President Johnson to win passage of the landmark 1965 Voting Rights Act.

The current dilemma of unfettered access to guns troubles the heart and makes some want to turn away from the menacing reality thinking the forces arrayed against a proper resolution are overwhelming. But by allowing those who favor the madness to air their view in public; things will eventually turn right.

“When I despair, I remember that all through history the ways of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall. Think of it–always. –Mahatma Gandhi

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About circusinpurgatory
Nick Masesso Jr’s fictionalized short stories, poetry and prose have been published in the Starry Night Review, Elegant Thorn Review, Language and Culture.net and Vagabond Press; the Battered Suitcase. His latest book “Armor of Innocence” and first book “Walking the Midway in Purgatory, a Journal” are available on-line and through bookstores.

One Response to Hatriots

  1. James Mcfarland says:

    Wow, rated Double R, but masturbation used with realism to people’s warped minds and sense of escapism and relief. Grammar improved, content is Off the Charts! Overall, a 9.4 rating

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