in texas now.
for 11 hours.
then off to georgia.
it’s been a long time since i’ve been in the south. well, that is if you consider texas to be a part of the south. texas does kind of feel like its own seperate entity. which it was for a while.
don’t mess with texas, right? that’s what it says on the t-shirts.
i was driving from the airport to the hotel and i gagged for a second when i saw the ‘president george bush highway’ sign. the bushes just seem so, i don’t know, creepy. the whole, never ending nixon/reagan/bush/bush jr cabinet. just look at them, they all kind of look like extras from the ‘texas chainsaw massacre.’
it wouldn’t surprise me if dick cheney was some sort of zombie who is kept alive with an i.v drip of crude oil. instead of sleeping they just put him in a closet every night and refuel him. and you know that the only reason that the administration is hell bent on getting rid of saddam hussein (who is, of course, a very bad and genocidal man) is because they want some of that sweet, iraqi oil.
ugh, foreign policy as determined by oil-men. but then perhaps i’m in the wrong state to be saying things like that…i certainly don’t want to be lynched in texas just cos i think that the bush administration is a cabal of corrupt oil men who were installed by an even more corrupt cabal of even eviler (is ‘eviler’ a word? well, it is now, ok?) oil men. ‘oil men’ has such an appropriate ring to it. i imagine these creatures who instead of having internal organs just have thick, black oil circulating through their systems.
maybe there should be a new saturday morning cartoon show where the superheroes captain wind and captain fusion battle the evil villains oily and fission.
ok, i’ll keep my sensible new-age cartoon fantasies to myself.
but don’t get me wrong, i like texas a lot. it’s such a big place. and the space is kind of intoxicating. it’s just the bush-cabal that creeps me out.
-moby