two incongruent halves of the same hallucination

the best line that i read last week was something that the times said about dubya being a bipartisan luv machine, which i found to be both a funny and grotesque thing to say; you don't want to know who your national leaders are getting it on with even if its only a metaphor or unless it causes a scandal worth hearing about (but whether or not this ever happens is debatable) after all it all just reflects on the political process of the day and whether or not you ever can not be some kind of whore if you're going to be a political creature even if you were born into billions in both profits and stock options but what if those stock options turned out to be really horribly disgusting slime-covered mold beings from another galaxy that have been using our greed to control us? what happens when they rise up from the depths and eat us? have they just been looking for the perfect time to lunge to the surface of whatever toxic waste pool they've been lurking in and haul us under, to torture us for as long as they damn well please before sending us off to their home planet of vhlsfhslkfgjhdksfgjksj to be enslaved or eaten? is that what dubya promised his backers, to send us all off to be the slaves of outer-space mold beings? so we could miss all the scandals of debatable quality and not raise an objection to every stupid shortsighted thing that he did? and what are these creatures look like, hmm? how many eyes do they have? are they over one story tall and what color are the tentacles that they may or may not have? do their spaceships stink like really old underwear and rotting junk food the way that some dorm rooms are known to? are we gonna be able to ever get a ride en masse back across the galaxy or are we just gonna be restricted to large air-permeable plastic cubes filled with other people who, upon first examination, will most likely not be as annoying as they will eventually become?

damn. we're fucked.