by RIP RENSE
(April 7, 2004)
Ever see that goofy John Carpenter
science-fiction movie, "They
Live!"? If you haven't, the premise has to do with evil extra-terrestrial
zombie-oid creepos taking over the world. Only certain people wearing certain
sunglasses can see them. Otherwise, they look like perfectly normal, respectable
humans.You know, like Michael Jackson. (Okay, not the best example.)
Put those shades on, though, and
it's Alien Freak City. Here's a plot summary from the Internet:
"John Nada, a down-on-his-luck
construction worker, discovers a pair of special sunglasses. Wearing them, he is able to
see the world as it really is: people being bombarded by media and government with
messages like 'Stay Asleep,' 'No Imagination,' 'Submit to Authority.' Even scarier is that
he is able to see that some usually normal- looking people are in fact ugly aliens in
charge of the massive campaign to keep humans subdued."
Have a sneaking suspicion what I'm
getting at here, do you?
You see, not only are there ugly
aliens everywhere in "They Live!", but they turn out to be the most important
members of society---lawyers, directors, newscasters, mayors, government bureaucrats---and
yes, they are dedicated to keeping humans in blissful ignorance while ruling the world
with subliminal mind-control.
Folks, I am John Nada. I don't need the glasses; the
see-through spook-vision is built in. It's a lonely condition, and it is my hope that
there are others out there who are similarly afflicted (please write!). I mean, I don't
know if Bush and Cheney hail from Andromeda, or if Condi Rice winged in from Arcturus. I
doubt that Wolfowitz and Rove come from anywhere more extra-terrestrial than Ivy League
universities, but when I see them, I see ugly authoritarian aliens. (Is it a private joke
that they refer to themselves as "The Vulcans?")
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Of course, I've always
been this way. I look at sitcoms and see monsters, troglodytes, garish beast-
clowns from the 8th dimension. I glance into surround- ing vehicles at stoplights and see
slavering wolves, witless chimpanzees, covetous vragos, obedient automaton trolls. What's
more, I can read their minds! Yes, yes, I know it's fantastic, but it's true. Unfortunate-
ly, the reading tends to be fairly uniform and uninter- esting. Things like
"Accelerate quickly---got to get nail polish!" and "I wanna eat" and
"Uh! Uh!" and "Nice ass!" and "Wonder if I have anything hanging
out of my nose" and "Cut in front of me, and I'll kill you!" and
"Why is that jerk hippie in that junker staring at me?" and "When will I
have sex?" and "So f---ing what if I'm on a cell phone, ass----."
To my poor eyes, billboards selling cigarettes
and SUVs actually proclaim things like "YOU WANT THIS, DUNDERHEAD," "BE A
GOOD LITTLE CONSUMER," and "OWN THIS AND YOUR FRIENDS WILL THINK YOU ARE
As for the media, well, I turn on the evening
news and I hear "DOESN'T MATTER. . .BE ENTER- TAINED" and "'EXTREME
MAKEOVER' WILL BE ON IN A FEW MINUTES." Peter Jennings, incidentally, has three eyes
and a trunk. Britt Hume and O' Reilly and all those people on Fox are leprosied studies in
teeth, saliva, and dripping blood.
On the other hand, jabbering drunks and
homeless people, perhaps not surprisingly, look to me like Roman emperors, Elizabethan
The point of all this is that the Bush
administration has brought my "gift" to the fore, as never before, and I am
frightened by what I see. To whit:
When the President says "we
will stay the course" and stumbles through Xanax-stoned sentences about "the
murderers" in Iraq, I hear---just like John Nada---things like "STAY
ASLEEP" and "WE'RE THE GOOD GUYS." When he says things like, "I
believe God has called us into action," I hear "WE WILL WIPE HEATHENS OFF THE
FACE OF THE EARTH IN THE NAME OF JESUS, IF WE HAVE TO NUKE THIS WHOLE F---ING PLACE."
Whenever I see the President smiling, standing
in front of an orgy of flags and stalwart, redoubtable words like, oh,
"INTEGRITY" or sugary slogans like "NO CHILD LEFT BEHIND," I see
things altogether differently. For one thing, Bush's $14,000 Oxford suit is nothing but
hideous, filthy rags. And his neatly combed hair is a matted tangle unseen since Lon
Chaney Sr. donned that Quasimodo wig. The smile is an insectoid mouthfull of patronizing
contempt. The eyes belong to a cornered badger, and the backdrop words actually say things
like "BIG DADDY," "BE COMFORTABLE," "GO BACK TO YOUR BURGERS AND
SIX-PACKS AND CHURCHES."
All those "terror alerts?"
Heh, heh. . .Here's how they really read: "BE AFRAID! BE VERY AFRAID!" And
"GIVE UP YOUR RIGHTS AND FREE WILL AND WE WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU" and, above all,
"SUBMIT TO AUTHORITY." When Aschcroft talks about the certainty of a coming
terrorist attack on U.S. soil, I hear "WE REALLY DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOU BECAUSE
WE ARE ENGAGED IN THE BATTLE OF ARMAGEDDON."
What's more, the flag behind Bush---which has
throughout my life looked so beautiful---is utilitarian, sinister, manipulative. You know,
they way those Nazi flags were behind Adolf and Goebbels. This disturbs me greatly, as Old
Glory has always been a lovely work of art in my eyes, and symbolized only good stuff.
Funny thing: it still looks perfectly grand anywhere except behind Bush or Cheney or other
members of this administration.
Then there is Condi Rice. Nice looking lady?
Uh-uh. I'm telling you, she has winding, sharpened fingernails and a head full of snakes.
Yes, a Gorgon! Well, I could go on here and tell you how Dick Cheney has the face of a
gila monster, and how Rumsfeld speaks out of his armpit, and Ashcroft is actually a kind
of giant, talking kidney, and White House spokesman Scott McClellan has little hooves and
merely repeats the same phrase over and over and over---"I WILL TELL YOU NOTHING AND
YOU WILL LIKE IT"---but that would get boring fast. (Oh, okay, one more:: Laura Bush
has shiny green gills and a two-foot tongue!)
I must, however, take a moment to
share with you one recent incident. You are free to dismiss it as paranoia, shizophrenia,
hallucination, or even worse: liberalism. I merely report:
When I heard Richard Clarke's testimony---by
the way, Clarke looked perfectly normal---I got to thinking about how the Clinton
Administration vigorously and repeatedly urged---pleaded, even---that the Bush
Administration make terrorism and Osama Bin-Laden its top priority. I remembered Clinton
advisor Sandy Berger explaining this years ago, and mused then about how most of the press
and public dismissed Berger's comments as blame-shifting and sour grapes. And I got to
thinking about all the massive evidence that irrefutably shows that the Bush
Administration did absolutely nothing about terrorism and bin-Laden before 9/11.
And then I remembered how the Project for a New American Century---the detailed battle
plan for this administration, including the permanent occupation of the Middle East and
seizure of oil---called for a "Pearl Harbor-like event" to galvanize public
support for the hegemonical, bellicose, theocratic, and potentially dictatorial policies
of Bush, Cheney and the neocon cabal.
Small wonder, then, that when
Bush said that his administration lacked necessary information to prevent 9/11, I heard
"I hope to hell they never find out that
Dick and the rest of us just sat here, waiting for a terrorist attack, in order to panic
the public into buying our plan. The thing is, we just thought Osama might blow up a gas
station, or a mall. . ."
And then he scratched his left mandible.
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