Friday, August 17, 2007

How Bad Can It Get?


Hunter Thompson spent most of his adult life, especially after the debts from the time of the writing of Hells Angels kept piling up, trying to write the story of the Death of the American Dream.

The only problem was that for almost all of the entirety of the rest of his adult life it would not die.

Then came the Rovians.

And by the middle of their first act, the good Docktor Thompson already had them dead to rights:

The American nation is in the worst condition I can remember in my lifetime, and our prospects for the immediate future are even worse. I am surprised and embarrassed to be a part of the first American generation to leave the country in far worse shape than it was when we first came into it. Our highway system is crumbling, our police are dishonest, our children are poor, our vaunted Social Security, once the envy of the world, has been looted and neglected and destroyed by the same gang of ignorant greed-crazed bastards who brought us Vietnam, Afghanistan, the disastrous Gaza Strip and ignominious defeat all over the world.

The Stock Market will never come back, our Armies will never again be No. 1, and our children will drink filthy water for the rest of our lives.

The Bush family must be very proud of themselves today, but I am not. Big Darkness, soon come. Take my word for it.

Hunter Stockton Thompson, July 22, 2003

Big Darkness, indeed.

Update, 7:05am Fri Aug 17/07:
Funny how, when banks, hedge-funds and trust-fund babies start to get in trouble it's billion dollar welfare time. Case-in-point, central banks everywhere are stepping to prop up all their bad loans and leverage lunacy with bailouts, cash injections and ridiculous rate cuts while the cost of everything except stocks is rising. Apparently, there are no foreclosures for the uber-rich

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