Scuse me, this Diva's Gotta Rant!

So,

I am in my studio yesterday, working away with the PMC with the radio on, and the NPR news tells me that Mr. Bush stands up telling Congress and the American people to let BIG OIL drill in our   coastal waters and the Arctic preserve... Cause, like, we got no choice now, duh.

NOW he plays his hand, at last.  Manipulate, terrorize, maim, murder, invade, and neglect till we twist on a wire, and say, GO AHEAD Take the oil in the Gulf and the Tundra. Tell us anything. We love it when you lie to us...   Abuse me one more night and say you love me.

Damn, my blood was boiling.

Message to Congress, don't prove that your collective body is at the end what it was at the beginning of the Bush Error:  a lard assed, lily-livered, fart headed, jelly spined weakling.

You signed off your (our the people's ) powers to the executive and allowed the immoral war.
Don't let them scare you into sucking more oil out of the earth to continue the madness.

Stand up to the mother fucker, and say NO. And go out and fund some alternatives, create a REAL ENERGY policy, thirty years late, but it is now or never.

Knuckle under now, and Kiss your arse goodbye.

OH, United States of the American continent, somebody has stepped on your anthill, and you are running in a blind frenzy. The one with the boot isn't blind or frenzied. It's calculating and cool and waiting for you to say Uncle.

Antlings of America, wake up and know that you are god!

To the gods and goddess of Gaia, let's show the way. That is why we came together here.

OK, I am ready to get back to the studio. That's were I change the world. Then I'll dig in the earth. I don't have monthly blood to feed her any more, but I can feed her my daily attention and gratitude.

Love,
DC