Saturday, January 31, 2004
Lunch on the Moon
Costumed deceptions: Bush and the fabulous Moonie-loon luncheon.
I realize that most people who visit here are familiar with the following information with respect to the Bush family ties to Sun Myung Moon's fabulous ding-dong chapel. But I couldn't resist revisiting some of this below since I'm currently reading Kevin Phillips's book and because the Bush-Cheney 2004 campaign fundraiser gravy train has left the roundhouse and is huffing and puffing its way to a whistlestop near you. And because what follows once more revisits the kind of deceptive, crawly things under the rock - what you see is not always what you get - character of the Bush machine.
Blockquote below from: American Dynasty, by Kevin Phillips.
Uh, "felt deceived"...? - No! Are you kidding me? Deceived by BUSHCo pitch-men!? Golly, how can that be? What Would Jesus Do? Has the Chamber of Commerce been notified!? Someone call the Washington Times and alert them to this sly wolfish masquerade! No, wait, not the Washington Times. Don't call the Washinton Times. That would be a bad idea. Rather, try the New York Post! Yes, that's it, the New York Post. Or perhaps Morris Chapman and the little red-state riding hoods of the SBC should ask Kathleen Parker to fully investigate the matter, thresh out all the facts and eviscerate the beast in the public square. That would be sumpin' wouldn't it?
Well, it just goes to show ya, you can fool 18 million members of the SBC most of the time but you can't fool all 18 million members of the SBC all of the time. Especially right after lunch when they're all tanked up on Jesus, shrimp cocktail, cheap cold duck, onion dip, and baby-back ribs. So listen up D. Wead, or whoever you are, best stick with the old reliable prayer breakfast routine. You can usually catch em off-guard at a prayer breakfast since they is still pretty doped up from the previous nights Bible shoutin' or lamb dinner fundraiser frolic. Forget the luncheon. High noon is a bad time for an ambush anyway. Especially if ya got the sun in yer eyes and the moon at yer back. If ya know what I mean.
And speaking of costumed deceptions; come closer - my what pretty eyes you have. Is it possible that incurious George W Bush is truely unaware of the wolf in the bed? Or, is GWB, perhaps, a crafty Moonvine collaborator himself? GASP!
Lets see: apparently, "he's [Moon] wined and dined very powerful people and convinced them that he's [Moon] benign."
Gee, well, I guess if we are to take David Kay seriously, some "very powerful people" will apparently gobble up almost any benign hash spooned onto their glazed buffet plate, now won't they? Uh-huh, poor misleadered fools. Or maybe certain "very powerful people" should go easy on the wine with lunch? Especially if the wine steward is dressed in a bah-lamb costume and babbling about messages from the spirit world and love organs that look like poisonous serpents. Gosh, huh?
Or maybe some "very powerful people" ain't the unsuspecting nursery tale grandmas that they love to pretend to be.
Well, in either case, it sure is reassuring to know that Commander Moon Mission, Master of Stratergery, and Dear Leader of the free market world - and his invisible handmaids too - have their well fed fat little fingers in the next moon launch picnic basket. Or should that be Moon lunch picnic basket? Haha. Whatever.
Anyway, if it's any consolation, I'm sure the cable televison news super-heroes, in their relentless search for truth, justice, and the advertising revenue way, will get right to the bottom of any slop bucket of rotten misconceptions, mixed messages, misleading pretensions, wolves in sheepskin granny nighgowns, and other stealthy bait and switch Moon-loon prayer dinner theatrics that may exist with respect to the Bush dominion's relationship with the True Parents.
Heck. I'll betcha MSGOP's swell new hard hitting personality driven investigative info-tainment hood ornament gal-pal Debbie Norville could get to the bottom of the whole "benign", wine on the Moonie dime, bidness. Yes, I'm sure of it. Or maybe CNN's Paula Zahn (Paula's On!...git it?), will take to the glowing boob-tube screen, flash a little smooth silky leg the cameras way, and ask the important question every concerned citizen voter wants answered...
Has any Democrat, currently running for President, ever wined and dined 1,700 hundred Christians on the moon, and can America really trust a Democrat who doesn't have that kind of prior leadership experience?
That may sound like a stupid question to many, but its not. And it would be irresponsible, deceptive, liberal biased TV "news" journalism, not to at least raise the issue, muddle up any already held misconceptions with an additional layer of rumored concoctions and a cacaphony of speculative psychodynamic behavioral quack-babble, info-tain some additional doubts, smile the showroom dummy smile, flash a little thigh, and slip away to a pharmecutical company commercial for penile erectile dysfunction medication. After all, character matters.
In any event, this is the kind of stuff that keeps me up at night, howling at celestial bodies, well into the early moring hours. Especially when the moon is full, chatter from the fabulous world is plentiful, and the wolves are running the sheep in the uplands.
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I realize that most people who visit here are familiar with the following information with respect to the Bush family ties to Sun Myung Moon's fabulous ding-dong chapel. But I couldn't resist revisiting some of this below since I'm currently reading Kevin Phillips's book and because the Bush-Cheney 2004 campaign fundraiser gravy train has left the roundhouse and is huffing and puffing its way to a whistlestop near you. And because what follows once more revisits the kind of deceptive, crawly things under the rock - what you see is not always what you get - character of the Bush machine.
Blockquote below from: American Dynasty, by Kevin Phillips.
Four years later, President-elect George W. Bush allowed his onetime religious aide, Doug Wead, to arrange a Moon-sponsored Inaugural Prayer Luncheon on January 19, 2001, a Washington event that drew over 1,700 public officials, ministers, and conservative activists. Some attendees felt deceived by not having been told of Moon's role in the event. One was Morris Chapman, the chief executive of the 18-million-member Southern Baptist Convention. "I was shocked," he said, "to see that Sun Myung Moon was on the program and, in essence, the host. I was even more surprised on the way out to be given a propaganda book on the Unification Church." Chapman added that the event "will serve to remind evangelical Christians that the world increasingly is filled with wolves in sheep's clothing."
That Bush aides would collaborate with a group described as "wolves" by the Southern Baptist Convention worried some conservatives. Steve Hassan, a journalist who followed religious cults, had for years found Moon's Washington acceptance just puzzling: "Here's a man [Moon] who says he wants to take over the world, where all religions will be abolished except Unificationism, all languages will be abolished except Korean, all governments will be abolished except his one-world theocracy, yet he's wined and dined very powerful people and convinced them that he's benign."
*page 234-235, American Dynasty, by Kevin Phillips.
Uh, "felt deceived"...? - No! Are you kidding me? Deceived by BUSHCo pitch-men!? Golly, how can that be? What Would Jesus Do? Has the Chamber of Commerce been notified!? Someone call the Washington Times and alert them to this sly wolfish masquerade! No, wait, not the Washington Times. Don't call the Washinton Times. That would be a bad idea. Rather, try the New York Post! Yes, that's it, the New York Post. Or perhaps Morris Chapman and the little red-state riding hoods of the SBC should ask Kathleen Parker to fully investigate the matter, thresh out all the facts and eviscerate the beast in the public square. That would be sumpin' wouldn't it?
Well, it just goes to show ya, you can fool 18 million members of the SBC most of the time but you can't fool all 18 million members of the SBC all of the time. Especially right after lunch when they're all tanked up on Jesus, shrimp cocktail, cheap cold duck, onion dip, and baby-back ribs. So listen up D. Wead, or whoever you are, best stick with the old reliable prayer breakfast routine. You can usually catch em off-guard at a prayer breakfast since they is still pretty doped up from the previous nights Bible shoutin' or lamb dinner fundraiser frolic. Forget the luncheon. High noon is a bad time for an ambush anyway. Especially if ya got the sun in yer eyes and the moon at yer back. If ya know what I mean.
And speaking of costumed deceptions; come closer - my what pretty eyes you have. Is it possible that incurious George W Bush is truely unaware of the wolf in the bed? Or, is GWB, perhaps, a crafty Moonvine collaborator himself? GASP!
Lets see: apparently, "he's [Moon] wined and dined very powerful people and convinced them that he's [Moon] benign."
Gee, well, I guess if we are to take David Kay seriously, some "very powerful people" will apparently gobble up almost any benign hash spooned onto their glazed buffet plate, now won't they? Uh-huh, poor misleadered fools. Or maybe certain "very powerful people" should go easy on the wine with lunch? Especially if the wine steward is dressed in a bah-lamb costume and babbling about messages from the spirit world and love organs that look like poisonous serpents. Gosh, huh?
Or maybe some "very powerful people" ain't the unsuspecting nursery tale grandmas that they love to pretend to be.
Well, in either case, it sure is reassuring to know that Commander Moon Mission, Master of Stratergery, and Dear Leader of the free market world - and his invisible handmaids too - have their well fed fat little fingers in the next moon launch picnic basket. Or should that be Moon lunch picnic basket? Haha. Whatever.
Anyway, if it's any consolation, I'm sure the cable televison news super-heroes, in their relentless search for truth, justice, and the advertising revenue way, will get right to the bottom of any slop bucket of rotten misconceptions, mixed messages, misleading pretensions, wolves in sheepskin granny nighgowns, and other stealthy bait and switch Moon-loon prayer dinner theatrics that may exist with respect to the Bush dominion's relationship with the True Parents.
Heck. I'll betcha MSGOP's swell new hard hitting personality driven investigative info-tainment hood ornament gal-pal Debbie Norville could get to the bottom of the whole "benign", wine on the Moonie dime, bidness. Yes, I'm sure of it. Or maybe CNN's Paula Zahn (Paula's On!...git it?), will take to the glowing boob-tube screen, flash a little smooth silky leg the cameras way, and ask the important question every concerned citizen voter wants answered...
Has any Democrat, currently running for President, ever wined and dined 1,700 hundred Christians on the moon, and can America really trust a Democrat who doesn't have that kind of prior leadership experience?
That may sound like a stupid question to many, but its not. And it would be irresponsible, deceptive, liberal biased TV "news" journalism, not to at least raise the issue, muddle up any already held misconceptions with an additional layer of rumored concoctions and a cacaphony of speculative psychodynamic behavioral quack-babble, info-tain some additional doubts, smile the showroom dummy smile, flash a little thigh, and slip away to a pharmecutical company commercial for penile erectile dysfunction medication. After all, character matters.
In any event, this is the kind of stuff that keeps me up at night, howling at celestial bodies, well into the early moring hours. Especially when the moon is full, chatter from the fabulous world is plentiful, and the wolves are running the sheep in the uplands.
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