The Political Charade, Act I: Sheep on a Merry-Go-Round

Neatly coinciding with the programming void left by the Hollywood writer’s strike, the primary elections have taken on the buzz and excitement normally reserved for the best reality TV shows. Final prize: the Presidency of the United States. Who will get eliminated this week??

In fact I don’t doubt that the drama isn’t as carefully crafted as our entertainment, keeping in mind of course that everything is at least partially scripted these days, “reality” or not. You think we’re actually being given a choice this time around? Interesting, when you consider that Hillary is backed by the Rothschilds, and apparently controlled by the Rockefellers; Obama, who is related to Bush and Cheney, gets his advice from Zbigniew Brzezinski, a known Rockefeller lackey; McCain has Kissinger on his side; and, perhaps most poignant of all, our votes are actually controlled by Diebold. And though it could be a red herring, don’t forget that our own GW, the biggest scab of them all, has written a secret, second draft of the script. In that third act, another “catastrophic event” rips open the scars of 9/11 and locks his own lead role firmly in place forever.

Someone bring back the writers; this script is getting too predictable.

Oh, whatever will happen??, I cry, in my best sarcastic tone. Will it be a Hillary/Obama ticket as forecast months ago by those in tune with elitist agendas? That would sure tie it up nicely, and give a surge of false hope to the masses; on the other hand, the traditional white male model is still quite fashionable these days. If one wonders about whether there are warring factions within the ranks of the elite puppet masters, this year may reveal such a conflict. Is it simply a matter of changing the lead actor in the role? Or are they truly battling it out behind the scenes? One cannot help but watch, like an accident in slow motion, knowing that the scaly talons that currently hold the ball will not relinquish control so readily.

Even if we can guess the ending, it is fascinating to watch the play enacted, particularly since voters themselves play a role. It seems we have become part of the programming ourselves, so tidily manipulated from one side of the aisle to the other by the dangling carrot of hope and faith in the system.

For such players, there seems to be the opportunity to ask, are we ready for an alternative? Are people tired enough of the status quo to come out and make it happen, to read their lines as scripted? Voters are being truly rallied this time around, like sheep on a merry-go-round. But are we being deftly maneuvered towards what many believe could be a bright, new change, just to have all our hopes and dreams dashed by one sweep of the current presidential pen? Many spirits would literally be crushed into submission, the prison walls would become visible and the veil would be lifted forever.

Red pills all around; we’re all out of blue.

Of course it’s all a farce. Whatever it was back in the real GW’s day, it has become a mockery now. But even knowing that, I’ll take four more years of the illusion rather than witness the final death rattle from my beloved country. I’m just not ready yet. I’ll frankly be pleased enough if there even IS an election in November, as long as it’s followed by an actual swearing-in come January. Please – change the guard, even if it is in name only. The alternative could mean the loss of many more lives, not to mention the forced internment of those who think they can revolt.

I’ll be busy in the amusement park on the studio lot this year, just enjoying the rides and praying they don’t get written out of the scene. Because man oh man, I just really, really don’t want to have to say, I told you so.

Baaa.

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