The corporate tool, self-proclaimed man of the people, defender of democracy, putative stalwart advocate of the working man and labor unions, the man who would lift the nation to a new economic era of job creation and higher wages, now heads the charge to worldwide corporate totalitarianism.
And the individuals chosen to serve the greater interests of the American people, promote the general welfare, voice the concerns and priorities of those who elected them, march in perfect lockstep with their deep-pocketed corporate masters calling the rhythm.
Hut . . . two . . . three . . . four! Stay in line you lowlife lackeys! Hut . . . two . . . three . . .
Unbelievable!
This reminds me of the last words of the lead character of one of my favorite fairy tales.
As the blind old man walked through the forest toward a village of cannibals, his nose twitched and his spirits noticeably lifted. He smiled and said:
“The country fair must be right ahead. I smell barbecue!”
