When It’s Time To Fear… Fear Itself


“President Hoover, Mr. Chief Justice, My friends,

“This is a day of national consecration, and I am certain that my fellow Americans expect that on my induction into the Presidency I will address them with a candor and a decision which the present situation of our Nation impels. This is preeminently the time to speak the truth, the whole truth, frankly and boldly. Nor need we shrink from honestly facing conditions in our country today. This great Nation will endure as it has endured, will revive and will prosper. So, first of all, let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself—nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance. In every dark hour of our national life a leadership of frankness and vigor has met with that understanding and support of the people themselves which is essential to victory. I am convinced that you will again give that support to leadership in these critical days.”

FDR’s inaugural address, 1933 (bold text mine)

Keep in mind, dear worst-reader, with the quote above, I’m kinda crossing the streams. That is, ironically (or not), FDR is the patriarch (procreator) of the $hit$how generation known as Boomers. It was his policies (politics?) that enabled and facilitated the ultimate greed generation–most of whom haven’t done a f’n thing their whole life except live off the margins of the previous generation. Now that there are no margins left to live off of, thanks to Ronald Reagan, #Americant is dutifully trying to do just that… all the same. And what a $hit$how it’s been so far, eh!

Well, don’t you know, dear worst-reader. Guess who’s the leader of the $hit$how? Wrong. It’s not #Trump. For you see, even though he’s all out there, revealed and reviled and relating the truisms of who and what he represents, he is a vassal. But then, was he and what he represents ever anything else? As usual President Pee-Pee-Hair is ruling you and your narrative. It’s why you are part of so much STUPID. And while he laughs at you while you play in your third-grade sandbox, he’s also saying: you’re welcome sucker. And. That’s ok, right? It most certainly is. For you can still watch TV. Fill you car with gas. Buy something. Bling. Bling. And. That’s exactly the way you want it, the way you were raised, it’s all you know. For it is the result of being yet another generation of no-doers trying to live off the margins (the scraps) of that which made you.

Worst-writer’s greatest concern over the election of yet another moron to the highest office of the LAND OF FREE TO BE STUPID and his relative consistent behaviour has always been… when will he release the Kraken? For the Kraken isn’t necessarily a mythical beast with only eight tentacles that it uses to submerge decadent ships carrying human contraband and/or the profits of greed-mongering-galore. No. The true Kraken not only has eight tentacles but every tentacle has eight tentacles and every tentacle from there also has eight tentacles. You know, it goes on and on with the tentacle thing until it reaches an amount that is the white people disease of #American’t conservative politics–born and reared by FDR (and his ilk). Has a generation ever been more spiteful and greedy than Boomers and that which made it? Indeed. The Kraken awaits you with arms outstretched.

President Stupid’s recent reaction to a few congresswomen who are making (some) inroads (for the better) regarding the political narrative of my beloved & missed united mistakes of #Americant, is really starting to worry me. The Kraken is at the gates of fearing fear itself. Just look at how ugly, disgusting (vampire-like) people, aka Lindsey Graham, are trying to sustain the narrative–that has given the world #Americant for the past fifty or so years, including those who think #Trump is the problem. This is a generational war, dear worst-reader. And with the release of the Kraken, i.e. the true, ugly face of the boomer generation, I’m curious how it will all turn out. Like President Stupid’s hair, it ain’t lookin’ good so far.

Good luck suckers.

Rat on.


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