He’s free! Free, at last! So, the most wanted man in America is now checking out the chiburekii and borsch in some of Moscow’s less popular venues. Just be sure to stay off Tverskaya Street… too many CIA and Special Ops operatives covertly lurking there.
After sampling the sluggish hospitality of Sherametyova Airport for a rather long ‘layover’, with it’s TGI Fridays’ and numerous Shokoladnii Coffee Shops, Edward is becoming acquainted with his new compatriots and Moscow’s impeccable and prompt metro, courtesy of Mr. Putin and Co. Better to know the hegemen you face, rather than believe you are living in a democracy. God knows, Edward has had enough of that shit. He wants nothing more of African hegemons prancing around as men of the people. He knows that if Obummer had his way, he would shove a drone missile up Edward’s ass and watch the boy’s shit fly.
I can just say, it is a blessing that Edward is more articulate on camera than the hegemon. At least the boy doesn’t read from his master’s script. No, he has had enough of the accepted narrative, and wants only to speak truth to power. I’m just waiting for Brad to find his way out of this clusterfuck and hightail it to join his expat brother in far Western Siberia (a.k.a. Moscow). That gives me an idea, perhaps I should open a home for displaced spies, whistleblowers and other disaffected persons indicted under Obummer’s reign of terror. After all, the social contract has been broken too many times to count, beginning with its very inception by the white wigged assholes who constructed it.
Look, Moscow is not a bad place to hang out. Lot’s of folk speak English, there’s good food and relatively good service. And there are enough folks speaking in the vernacular so that you are never confused about where you really are. The women aren’t hard on the eyes; but the cost of living can be hard on any expat’s pocketbook. A good place for Edward to visit might be the lobby bar at the Moscow Marriott Grand. Lots of interesting clientele there; but, again, it’s an expected watering hole, and VERY expensive.
And, we know that what Edward did is right and good, because now the American congress, that disheveled coterie of thieving shitheads is actually considering putting some restraints on the NSA and other surveillance mechanisms in that bastard of freedom. But, I’d say that is another fucking kabuki play, intended to ameliorate the unwashed masses, as the congressional misfits continue to take their big salaries, their exclusive healthcare, and their generous retirement benefits, while also collecting all of the ass-fucking money they can seduce from their overly-solicitous lobbyists. But, the congressional scrum had to do something; there was just too much exposure of the invisible scaffolding awkwardly hiding behind the feint spectacle of openness and transparency.
Once the genie is out of the bottle, or the dog has jumped the fence… it is impossible to get things back in order easily and quietly. So now we are witness to the hand wringing, the finger pointing, sabre rattling, and the gnashing of teeth that follows from utter embarrassment and self-disgust. “Fuck you,” says the hegemon! “We won’t come to your big Olympic party in 2014. So take that.” Hell, I’m just waiting for John – the idiot – McCain to open his mouth and suggest bombing the fuck out of Moscow. Hell, that’ll show those commie Ruskies!
Tell me, folks, is there any sense of self-restraint among the apparent managers of empire? Or are they already too embarrassed from getting ass-fucked by their corporate patrons to be any more concerned about their personal image. They just let it all hang out and see who will step up and buy the next BJ.
Politicians everywhere are the same people; a class of persons invented by civil society. There is no moderating their behavior or their self-image. It is simply required that we recognize their incapacitation after having inhaled enough of the rarified air-pollution of hierarchy to kill even the most attuned of Homo sapiens. The stage is set. Unrest is increasing across the globe. The USA braces for its own form of disenchantment. Keep the channel tuned; make your beer runs quick. The action is just heating up. Just ask the Snow-man. Or ask the Lakota, Sioux Indians, left to rot in the Black Hills of North Dakota.