is america
becoming a police state?
continued

S o what the hell is going on
here? Is it just a few paranoid individuals like myself spouting
off or is there actually some truth to all the rantings of those
who "just bring me down because I have to go to work now
and really don't want to think about this"?
At this very moment, our government
is holding numerous individuals, mostly men of Arab decent, on
vaque and non-specific pretenses, (read: "ThoughtCrime")
all in the name of fighting terrorism. The exact numbers are unavailable
because our government refuses to divulge any specifics, using
the tried and true "national security" blanket of secrecy
that has worked so well in the past.
Meanwhile, various V.I.P.'s, some
of stature, not to mention Senators and Congressman, are on the
nightly news saying things like disagreeing with the president's
foreign policy decisions is unamerican and unpatriotic. You fellas
need to brush up on your American History. The whole damned concept
of America is to question authority, plain and simple. This nation
was founded on the realization that government in any form cannot
be completely trusted. It is the nature of people, especially
those who go seeking power over others in the first place, to
over-extend themselves and eventually they are revealed. Unfortunately,
this often comes at a horrific price. These are, after all, the
same good folks who brought us WWI, WWII, Korea, Vietnam and eventually,
that's right! Now Playing: Iraq. Showtimes may vary.
There are television commercials
running that equate smoking a joint-- that's right, a joint--
with supporting terrorism. Hey man! My weed comes from the good
ol' U.S. of A. I'd like to say where but I'd rather keep getting
weed.
All this reminds me of the time
I got pulled over in West Virginia for going 10 miles an hour
over the speed limit. Suddenly, out of the blue, the State Trooper
looks at me and half asks, half says, "You don't have any
weapons, drugs or dead bodies in your vehicle, do you?"
How do you go from a minor traffic
infraction on the way to the beach to dead-body-in-trunk? I don't
know about anyone else, but that definitely seems like a pretty
big leap of logic to me. Just lumping drugs, weapons and bodies
in the same group is pretty alien in my world-- unless, of course,
we're talking about rush hour traffic. And to the best of my knowledge,
the state of West Virginia doesn't have a rush hour.
So what do we do before government
agents, most of whom bear a striking resemblance to the agents
in "The Matrix", come a' knocking for the big re-education
round-up?
Well, I have a plan. First we...
excuse me, there's someone at the door. Strange, I wasn't expecting
any visitors at this hour... I'll be right back...