Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

wtf? Yeah, I’m fixin’ to have me a throw down.

Stupid us.

Okay so here’s the deal.

I don’t know much about much but… here’s a little bit of what I do know.

People know.

They don’t say. They don’t know how… or maybe where… to say.

But they know. Maybe they’re afraid to say. They know it’s better just not to say.

At least not out LOUD.

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I’m reacting to maybe just a couple of things here, just on a sort of immediate level. i.e. this Coffee Party “Movement” which, well,  Im skeptical but my thought was, hey, let’s grab it. Still a possiblity, at least in some of the more progressive stronghold areas, but then they (the national folks) come up with this “Civility Pledge” thing and Im just like, oh no, you gotta be kidding me. So… when do I get my Decoder Ring? Is there a secret handshake? Is this the Boy Scouts movement? wtf?

Careful. We might offend someone.

Okay so I dont really want to side track on that, but I may come back to it.

“Bill Killers!” shhhhh.

“Stupak!!!” shhhhh.

“Mock burials! ” shhhhhh, hush now.

“Regulations!”  oh no.

“Pussies!”  shhhhh!

People know.

Rich people know. And they plan to cash in. Or cash out, more likely.  They know that politics is bullshit. Politics is buy and sell and it’s a … what… I dont know… bull market? whatever. They know its a game and they write the rules. They know. They’ve bought the ref’s.

Here’s the other thing. Poor people know.

They know it’s a game and they know they do NOT write the rules, but at least they have some vague clue about how The Rules work and they know where they stand. Sit. Fall. And how to get back up. By gaming the system and bypassing The Rules, within The Rules, around and behind and beside… The Rules. And the key here being the fact that the know and understand and accept that… nobody is playing by the overtly stated Rules and everybody is supposed to be playing by the Secret Rules. Savvy?

The Poor have been down so long, they’ve managed to suss out The Rules and most importantly The Loopholes that are built in to The Rules. And so they play that, as much as possible. Even though they are still … uhm … cloaked .. on the down low, they have some remote clue about how to navigate The System and either rise above, sneak around, or batten down. They don’t always, or often, come out on top, but at least they battle, within the arena of what the real rules are. Even though they go in with the deck stacked against them, at least they know. The illusion, they know, of those Fancy Rules, is laughable.

Girl please, they would say to someone like me. Get real. Where have you been?

Fool.

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Here’s the deal.

Middle class folks, hard working folks, struggling, upper middle, lower middle, middle middle, barely middle… people…. they know too. But they don’t dare…. tiptoe to the edge. The edge is right there in front of our eyeballs and it’s a huge huge leap.

I dunno. Im rambling now.

Upper middle and maybe middle middle… they know. hey know its a game and the trickery, you just have to play it. i.e. this Health Reform Bil is teh suck but run with it.

Teh stupid is us.

Us Pony Chaser dumbshit purists who actually have the audacity to believe in some rididulous realty that …

times.