Is the Bush administration preparing an escape to Paraguay? Say what Barry? The Cuban news service reports that George W. Bush has purchased 98,840 acres in Paraguay, near the Bolivian/Brazilian border.
Now, Prensa Latina is a Cuban-government operation that is not exactly friendly toward Washington, what with Washington trying to kill Castro for 50 years and all. But Prensa Latina didn’t invent the story. It’s all over the South American press — and not just Venezuela and Bolivia. Here’s a version from Brazil. Here’s one from Argentina. And here’s one from Paraguay itself.
… and:
Here’s a fun question for Tony Snow: Why might the president and his family need a 98.840-acre ranch in Paraguay protected by a semi-secret U.S. military base manned by American troops who have been exempted from war-crimes prosecution by the Paraguyan government?
things are looking pretty grim for you Yanks, “thanks for the memories, alirght lets see your arms! You’ve always been a headache, you’ve always been a bore. Thanks for the last and greatest betrayal of the last and greatest of human dreams”
William S. Burroughs
I know that text very well, Paul, A Thanksgiving Prayer, good ole Bill saw it coming . As far as buying land abroad, anything the creep does is sinister, lawless, “i got mine so fuck all of you” ring to it, so I’d be worried.
Mmm: Hot Poop Strikes Back… why, they’s a good-ole-bwah type Cocaine Fambly from along de 80’s way, they’s re-investin’ again!
Speculation:if retroactivity inheres in Patriot Act I/II, he, & his henchpersonlike-things alike, is patently guilty of aiding Al-Quaida via Carlyle Group – & possibly others – whilst they were doing several increasingly lethal “controlled demolitions” of US Embassies in Africa in the late 1990’s … that’s ONE reason.
Valerie Plame & Sibel Edmonds are a couple of others that come 2 mind – mighty hard 2 extend Executive Privilege past one’s term o’ office, & by law he can’t get back in, period. Nixon abused E-Priv poorly, Bush’s done the same but far more Lemony Freshly.
Condi, Dick, Karl & the rest of Commandante Shrub’s 9/11 McJunta are likely feeling a Very Uncomfortable Itch right now – riiiiight at the back of the neck.
‘You’ve always been a headache, you’ve always been a bore.’
for a moment, i thought wicked willy was talking about himself and his interminable writings…
‘Thanks for the last and greatest betrayal of the last and greatest of human dreams’
um…excuse me? ‘last and greatest’? hmmm – spoken like a true self-centered american junkie douchebag pseudo-prophet.
who’s to say america’s the last and greatest at anything, including armageddon? some long-dead trust-fundie wife-murdering fucknut? i have my doubts.
slow down on that cappucino stout, sport!
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I just noticed something…
you never see mcnastie and John Lofton
at a party together. Same guy?
I report, you decide.
“fucknut”… I guess there’s a cop in our midst…
Oh well, like Bill himself used to say… “Some people are shits, darling…”
okay, okay – FINE. he was a ‘brilliant’ wife-murdering trust-funded junkie douchebag pseudo-prophet fucknut.
happy, idolators?
hey, scott & me…are you two ready for the old ‘william tell’ routine? you guys can put the glasses of water on your heads, and i’ll shoot up a gram or so of primo china white and load my .38 special.
let’s party! it’ll be fucking BRILLIANT!
Funny how fuck pastie tuns a comment about asshole bush into a diatribe about another asshole: himself —
Yes, suck wastie, that’ll be brilliant, shoot up your dope, and keep reading scott thurrow, and other edifying authors in the oprah book club– oh, and stay away from those donuts, you know what they say about fat cops… well, it’s worse for cop wanna-bes. Stay the course, soldier.
Burroughs a “prophet”? Not to me.
I just drink it for the flavor.
BTW, I learned to capitalize appropriately
by the 2nd grade. SECOND GRADE!!!!
At some point I became fluent in a second language. But, thanks to the internet, I have to be kind to someone that lacks basic facility in ONE language.
Then, of course, the overt threat of violence.
“”hey, scott & me…are you two ready for the old ‘william tell’ routine? you guys can put the glasses of water on your heads, and i’ll shoot up a gram or so of primo china white and load my .38 special.””
Class act!
So, why am I taking the bait?
I have no idea.
I won’t any more, I promise.
so, scott – it was cool for burroughs to just ditch narrative entirely and paste a bunch of random paragraphs and phrases together, but it’s not cool for mcnastie to ditch capitalization on some ephemeral internet chatroom?
huh. that’s fucked up.
btw – i never ‘overtly’ threatened you with violence of any kind. what i did was extend an invitation for you and ‘me’ to join my touring junkie cabaret act – an invitation which was doubly rebuffed in a most rude and harshly personal fashion.
and you’ve got it all wrong, me – i turned a comment which consisted of a smug aesthete patting himself on the back for having great taste in dead beat generation poets whilst making vast generalizations about the fate of the u.s.a. into a comment about how i feel that burroughs wasn’t even much of a writer, let alone a goddamn prophet. but then the rambling chit-chat took a turn towards the intersection of brittle and humorless, and a couple of whiners came off like a few harsh words were enough to offend their enlightened and refined sense of good taste. it must be such a burden, taking yourself so fucking seriously all the time.
my original point, however, remains: i feel that the works of w.s. burroughs add up to a pile of steaming shit. it’s that simple.
have you boys ever considered getting together over a nice, cold cappucino stout?