NOTO PATRIOTISM AND THE GSY REVOLUTION
It's Wednesday morning here in Washington D.C., January 21, 2009. Tell me, did something unusual happen here yesterday? I heard there was some kind of ruckus on the Mall near the Capitol, some kind of circus - but there weren't any elephants, and what's a circus without any elephants?
There were a lot of jackasses instead, somebody said. Anyway, I was writing all day, working on my novel, The Jade Steps, and wasn't paying attention. Well, I did take a break and turn on the TV - to watch a Clark Gable-Ava Gardner classic, Mogambo.
Evidently, I learned, some guy, nobody knows who he really is, with a goofy name and big goofy ears was giving a speech full of fluffy puffy cliché-ridden platitudes and nothing else. I enjoyed my movie.
Yep, I was adhering to my motto: If you can't beat them - ignore them. Or tell them GSY. We'll get to that in a moment.
For these are the only two ways to cope with the terrifyingly deranged glorification of Zero.