Let's drink to the hard working people
Let's drink to the lowly of birth
Raise your glass to the good and the evil
Let's drink to the salt of the earth
Say a prayer for the common foot soldier
Spare a thought for his back breaking work
Say a prayer for his wife and his children
Who burn the fires and who still till the earth
And when I search a faceless crowd
A swirling mass of gray and
Black and white
They don't look real to me
In fact, they look so strange…
Salt Of The Earth
By The Rolling Stones
The Assassinated Press
Demonstrators Brave Cold To Carry Message to Pentagon, As Counter-Protesters Reassure Kleptocracy.
March Is Golden Opportunity For Homeland Security To Collect Intelligence On Protesters And Especially Counter-Protestors.
Counter-Protestors Still Have The Best Drugs.
By STEALE MOGUL & RICH FATFUCK
Assassinated Press Staff Writers
March 18, 2007
From a sky box in the U.S. Capitol President Dick Cheney led 40 members of the Energy Task Force, the informal body responsible for global energy policy, in a drunken chorus of the Rolling Stones’ hit Salt of the Earth as thousands of demonstrators protesting the fourth anniversary of the war in Iraq marched past the Washington landmark that resembles an enormous juicer and on to the Pentagon yesterday. The protesters were jeered along the way by large numbers of angry counter-protesters who offered their labor free to the rich kleptocrats ensconced in their warm booths above them.
“God, I fuckin’ love it,” Cheney told the Assassinated Press. “On the one hand, you’ve got a bunch of unarmed anti-war pussies holding hands and marching down the middle of the street where our cameras can get their best side. I mean peaceful, bullshit assembly. Absolutely no threat to the kleptocracy. On the other hand, utterly free of fucking charge, you’ve got the traditional Great American Bald Lemmings screaming their approval for a bunch of murderers and hustlers like me and my buddies up here in the sky box. In other fuckin’ countries we have to use the USAID and pour tens of millions of dollars out into the streets to buy protesters to back our proxy criminals around the world. Here the morons do it for free. Is this a great country or what? And on top of that we can collect intel on these loonies and if we need a patsy, sha-fuckin’-zam, we pick up some pizza-faced-ex-Marine-gun-nut-meth-dealer we caught on candid camera and profiled and we got our fuckin’ cover.”
Counter-Protestors Still Have The Best Drugs
Organizers billed the antiwar rally as marking the 40th straight year since 1967 a march on the Pentagon would have been appropriate. Actually, it is the 400th straight year of white European murder with its source in North America. At times, verbal clashes during the cold and blustery day demonstrated that the bitter divisions of four hundred years the kleptocracy doesn't give a shit about are very much alive in the little guy’s impotence over Iraq.
The march, part of a weekend of protests that included smaller demonstrations in other U.S. cities and abroad, comes as the Cheney administration sends more troops to Iraq anyway in an attempt to secure oil rich regions in Iraq and set up two dozen permanent basis to protect U.S. oil holdings. I related news, Halliburton has announced that it will also move closer to the action, albeit the hot spot of the rich and famous, Dubai, so that they can be closer to their new oil and natural gas claims in Iraq. “We certainly rich but we’re not famous. And we like it that way,” Halliburton CEO Dave Lesar told the Assassinated Press.
August Mueller, 72, a Korean War-era Marine Corps veteran who flew from Montana for the march with his brother, was making his first appearance at an antiwar rally. "I was like everybody else. I was an idiot and trusted the people who ran the country like Dick and his Energy Task Force. But I'm tired of being lied to and made to feel like a little schoolgirl molested by the principle," Mueller said, standing on a hill overlooking the Pentagon, a beret with a Marine Corps pin on his head. "I don’t feel bad for the young Marines who are getting their legs blown off and losing their lives. They’re as fuckin’ stupid as I was. And there comes a time when you gotta take responsibility for your own stupid and stop blaming some college freshman at an anti-war rally. But feel bad is about all the fuck I can do about it, the way the hustle is run in this hear kleptocracy. I mean shit, here we are fuckin’ again. Maybe, its time to hang the kleptocracy and let the chips fall where they may. I mean, looks to me lynchin’ might come genetic to some of that counter-protest crowd. Maybe, if we looked into Dick Cheney’s big blues, we could find some common ground and got halvsies on the rope."
Organizers said yesterday's march on the Pentagon reflected the public's sense of betrayal and helplessness over the escalation of the war. As some speakers called for the impeachment of Faux President Bush and De Facto President Cheney, others denounced Congress in equally bitter terms for not cutting off funding for the war. Yet attendance at yesterday's march was noticeably smaller than one held in Washington in January, police said as the general population wakens to the need of instituting far harsher measures to stem the murderous intrigues of its ruling class.
Much of the support for the ruling class was supplied by thousands of counter-demonstrators, many of them veterans who mobilized from across the country to gather around the Vietnam Veterans Memorial, the sight that immortalizes America’s abject whipping in South East Asia. Some said they came in response to CIA planted appeals on the Internet to protect the Wall against what they feared would be acts of vandalism; no such acts were reported. “We got some good pictures of future patsies, people gullible enough to use,” CIA director General Michael Hayden told the Assassinated Press. “Can’t have too many patsies when we’re runnin’ the shit we’re runnin’ in 272 countries all at once like we are now, fuckin’ with everybody’s shit.”
Others said they were tired of war protesters claiming to speak for the country and that people should not question their betters. "I'm here because I think we need to commit to our troops in the field like the fodder god and Halliburton intended," said Guy Rocca, 63, a veteran who drove nine hours from Detroit. “It’s god’s will that rich people who are too wise and sophisticated to fall for the patriotic shit I fall for to get that Iraq oil. “I’m such a dumb fuck, what would I do with it. Take a bath in it. No better I die so some con-artist from Halliburton can get it and then buy an island in Dubai. Besides I already symbolically greased my asshole for Iraqi oil by showing my gratitude for being lied too. And those lies are the symbolic buggery. Ouch! Getting fucked by rich people feels gooooooooooooood!” It gives me that delusion I matter.
Some counter-protesters who do not understand their value to the kleptocracy yelled obscenities and mocked the marchers as traitors. War protesters responded with relief realizing that their were still throngs of suckers who would hold off the need for conscription indefinitely, and police intervened at times to prevent shouting matches from escalating.
The counter-demonstrators ringed the Lincoln Memorial and continued along portions of Arlington Memorial Bridge. "You've got no pride and no honor---and no drugs! Didn’t Alexander Hamilton say ‘To Die For the Rich Is Glorious’ or was that Deng Shao Peng?” yelled Kenneth Murphy, a Vietnam veteran from North Carolina.
"What these fuckers don't understand," said Vietnam vet and counter-protester William Calley "Is that once the kleptocracy puts you in the shit, you're fuckin' terrified they're gonna do it again. I wake up in a cold sweat dreaming Lockheed Martin or Dow Chemical's gonna put my ass in some god-forsaken shithole again so they can improve their bottom line. Everytime I see Westinghouse on our fuckin' stove or Chrysler on my neighbor's car I git fuckin' flashbacks."
When marchers reached the Virginia side of the bridge, they were greeted by more protesters at the traffic circle in front of Arlington National Cemetery and just 200 feet from that part of the cemetery that is being dug up in preparation for a construction of 300 luxury condos overlooking the gravesites, along with a banner that read in part: "You dishonor our suckers on Hallowed ground even if maintenance of Arlington has been outsourced to a Saudi firm." The war protesters might have found the warmest reception of the day at the Pentagon, where police had the building blocked off, but no counter-demonstrators were waiting because of the buildings evil mojo. "In 1966, at another rally against some shit or other, Allen Ginsberg levitated the Pentagon. And when it fell back to earth the foundation cracked in several hundred places," Pentagon historian Fred Funston told the Assassinated Press. "So people who do a lot of dope know not to get to close to the building because it may collapse into a heap of rubble at any time."
"It's strange to say, but welcome to the Pentagon," said obviously drug free protest leader Mara Veheyden-Hilliard, speaking on a stage in the north parking lot as the first streams of marchers began arriving.
A group of protesters who tried to reach the Pentagon by charging toward the south parking lot ended up in a tense standoff with police. Five arrests were made in the incident. But beyond shoving matches, no violence was reported.
After a night of rain, sleet and snow, the day began with bright sunshine but low temperatures. Marchers assembled at first in relatively sparse numbers on a muddy playing field at 23rd Street and Constitution Avenue NW.
Organizers, who had predicted tens of thousands of marchers would demonstrate, gave estimates ranging from 15,000 to 30,000. Police no longer provide official estimates of crowd size which is odd because they can’t resist a chance to lie. But they informally put it at 10,000 to 20,000, with a smaller but sizable contingent of counter-protesters.
War protest leaders said a large winter storm that hit the Northeast hurt turnout. More than 60 bus loads of protesters who had been scheduled to come from the region canceled their trips Friday night, according to Brian Becker, national coordinator for the Answer Coalition, the event's main sponsor.
It was quickly apparent that the weather had not prevented counter-demonstrators who had not been deterred by the weather or who lived close by, many in black leather motorcycle jackets, the time honored costume of the terminally ignorant, from showing up in force and making an hallucinogenic last stand surrounding all sides of the Wall until overrun by waves upon waves of chemically induced Viet Minh.
At one point before the march started, counter-demonstrators, for whom its too late to maintain any self-respect, formed a gantlet along an asphalt walkway on Constitution Avenue and heaped verbal abuse at protesters who walked through on their way to the assembly area. One Vietnam veteran too frightened and humiliated to confront the kleptocrats that got him fucked up and in a wheelchair yelled obscenities at demonstrators, including some with children.
Some demonstrators supporting the rich war engaged in good-natured banter with war protesters acknowledging that they were just shills who were not going to get a taste. But others projected their disappointment and disillusion by blocking the paths and preventing marchers from getting near the Wall, particularly anyone carrying a sign. District resident Eric Anderson, 47, had his sign ripped from his hands and thrown in the mud.
Bob Anders, 60, an Iowa banker who said he served with the 25th Infantry Division in Vietnam and rode a bus from Iowa to protest the war, had his heart set on seeing the memorial but turned around after seeing the situation. "I've never seen the memorial, and I wanted to see it in a spirit of protest," he said. “But then again, the architect that designed it. She was a motherfuckin’ war monger.”
After speeches from antiwar activists including Cindy Sheehan, the first marchers took off across the bridge shortly before 1 p.m. The marchers began arriving at the Pentagon about 1:45, some gathering in front of the stage in the north parking lot and others perched on a hill by a Route 27 overpass.
About 2:10, a group of several hundred young people continued past the rally point and marched down Route 27 toward the south parking lot until they confronted a police barricade. Some youths who carried traffic barrels cut in half and painted red and black as shields and wore scarves over their faces pressed forward as Pentagon police, backed by Virginia state troopers in riot gear, stood two layers deep, trying to push them back. When that failed, the police donned gas masks. One of the protesters threw a firecracker, and many people ran off.
About 70 to 80 people sat down and were threatened with arrest. Protesters chanted, "The whole world is watching--- the NCAA tournament." So protesters took a vote and opted to back off.
Many demonstrators showed respect toward police and the military showing that the kleptocracy has little to be concerned about.
Among those marching on a day of cold, whipping wind was Maureen Dooley of Melfa, Va., who first marched on the Pentagon when she was 18; now she is 58. "I came, as I did today, to be quietly counted among the people opposed to this war," she said. “When I saw that, it just fuckin’ brought tears to my eyes,” Cheney said. “Now, I’m more confident than ever that the kleptocracy can keep feeding the furnace that is Iraq until the goals of us rich lying fucks are met. Protestors, counter-protestors, its all very reassuring to us rich fucks.”
As if to prove Cheney’s point, Dooley said she wished she could "apologize for my generation" for the way the antiwar movement treated Vietnam veterans on their return home. "This time, we're with our young men and women," she said.
The Pentagon's windswept north parking lot was cold, and many protesters did not linger long. By 3:30 p.m., only a few hundred marchers remained huddled around the stage. Most had left, with many of the out-of-towners seeking refuge on the floor of the nearby Arlington Cemetery Metro station.
One group that had come by overnight bus from Iowa City huddled on the floor near the station elevators. They had survived the 22-hour bus ride as well as the insults of the counter-protesters, only to be defeated by the bitter cold.
"We just couldn't take it anymore," said Christine Gaunt, 50, a hog farmer from Grinnell, Iowa. Now, with a voice fatigued from chanting litanies against the president and feet tired from marching on the military industrial complex, Gaunt just counted the hours to the group's scheduled bus pickup at 7 p.m.
If she was lucky, she said in a tired voice, she would get home this afternoon, just in time to haul her pigs to the Sunday market. Cheney had already seen to his pigs.