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Raise THIS, baby-boomer bitches!

John Boehner

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Repugnican U.S. Rep. John Boehner of Ohio (photographed above in Washington, D.C., earlier this month), a member of the get-mine-and-get-out generation, wants to raise the age of eligibility for Social Security retirement benefits to age 70 for Americans who have at least 20 years to go before retirement (that would be Generation X’ers and Generation Y’ers and those who follow the Y’ers). Boehner also wants these future Social Security recipients (including yours truly) to have to prove their (our) need for Social Security checks. Don’t worry about the baby boomers, though — they’ll be well taken care of.

Like I needed yet another reason to despise John Boehner, the Repugnican minority leader of the U.S. House of Representatives.

Not only is Boehner (pronounced like bay-ner, not like boner, by the way…) a fucking baby boomer and a fucking Repugnican, but his steely-cold reptilian eyes always have given me the fucking creeps.

Boehner’s latest kick is his suggestion that the minimum age for receiving Social Security retirement benefits be raised to age 70 for those Americans who have at least 20 years left until they reach retirement age — and that these future Social Security recipients must prove that they need the Social Security checks before they can get them.

So the baby boomers, the get-mine-and-get-out generation, get it all — they get to collect Social Security retirement benefits as early as at age 62 and they get to collect these benefits even if they’re millionaires.

Under the Boehner plan, we of Generation X, however (and those who follow us), get fucked up the ass by the baby boomers. Like we always do. With ground glass for lube.

But we’re supposed to love the baby boomers. Love them.

I recently visited with my baby-boomer uncle. I always generally have liked him and considered him one of my favorite relatives, but during our recent conversation he referred to himself as a “socialist.” And he meant it; his political philosophy is progressive. He always supported and still supports Barack Obama. (Which is not to say that the labeling of Obama as a “socialist” is anything like accurate, because it is not. Obama is a Clintonista, not a socialist.) 

Yet my uncle the “socialist” is a contractor for the U.S. military, even though he acknowledges that the bloated military-industrial complex is not sustainable, and even though, he also acknowledged, the last necessary war that the U.S. military fought was World War II. He also lives in a gated community among golf courses in Tucson, Arizona — and he acknowledged that this lush community is not sustainable, being in the middle of the fucking desert but using so much water.

My uncle, to my knowledge, has no intention of changing his lifestyle before he dies, acknowledges that his lifestyle is not sustainable, yet calls himself, without any discernible hint of cognitive dissonance, a “socialist.”

And he’s one of the better baby boomers.

I’m so often called — almost exclusively by baby boomers — “angry!” As though that were a bad thing. (My baby-boomer uncle and my baby-boomer aunt both told me during our recent visit that they can’t read my blog because I’m so “angry.” [I wonder if they’ll read this…])

It’s easy for the members of a generation who had just about everything handed to them on a silver fucking platter and who are leaving not a crumb behind on that silver platter for those of us who follow them to criticize us Gen X’ers (and Y’ers) for being so “angry!”

In France, the young people are protesting right-wing President Nicolas Sarkozy’s plan to raise the retirement age from 60 to 62. Yes, from 60 to 62.

Reports The Associated Press:

Paris – The front lines of the latest French protest against raising the retirement age revealed a remarkable sight: Not the slightest wrinkle, not a single gray hair.

Brandishing “Save Our Pensions!” banners, students who haven’t even entered the job market yet are already worried about what happens when they leave it.

Welcome to France, where workers’ rights are so deeply entwined into the culture that even teenagers are unsettled about plans to raise the retirement age from 60 to 62, which is still among the lowest in Europe. The reform protest brought nearly a million people out into the streets across the country Thursday.

Young people fear they will lose the most from President Nicolas Sarkozy’s pension reforms, which aim to cut France’s ballooning deficit and make the money-losing pension system break even starting in 2018….

Shit. American young people are too busy texting to stand up against the baby boomers who are destroying their future. It’s pathetic.

Boehner (whose name I wish were pronounced like boner), even while proposing to fuck over royally my generation and the generations that follow mine, accuses the current Democratic “leadership” in Washington of “snuffing out the America that I grew up in.”

Oh, please.

It’s not the Democrats who are snuffing out the nation in which I was born in 1968 and in which I grew up.

It’s the fucking baby boomers who are destroying the nation. (Indeed, George W. Bush and Dick Cheney, who could be poster children for the baby-boom generation, started the nation’s destruction long before the black guy ever made it to the White House.)

It doesn’t matter whether they’re Repugnicans or Democrats, because even when they call themselves, in all seriousness, socialists, the way that the baby boomers live their lives demonstrates that they don’t give a flying fuck about the fate of those who follow them.

I think the reason that the boomers love to call me “angry” — as though this actually is going to shut me up — is because they’re terrified that anger sometimes leads to action.

What kind of action?

Well, why should we younger Americans just allow the baby boomers to continue to bleed our nation dry?

What if we decided, instead of just passively accepting our unfair and unjust treatment, to nip the baby-boomer problem in the bud?

Yeah, it just might come to that.

I hope that it does.

P.S. The French have so much more than Americans do because they fight the powers that be. The guillotines of the French Revolution, I understand, are always in the backs of the mind of France’s power elite.

Guillotines just might solve the nation’s problem of the baby boomers sucking up all of its resources, leaving future generations fucked.

I am reminded of that great line of Brad Pitt’s in Quentin Tarantino’s film “Inglourious Basterds.”

To paraphrase: “We’re in the boomer-killin’ bidness! And bidness is a-boomin’!”

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Text of Bishop Gene Robinson’s inaugural invocation from Sunday

Rev. V. Gene Robinson (Ret.) gives the invocation during 'We ...

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Openly gay Episcopal Bishop Gene Robinson delivers the invocation for the kickoff of the inaugural events on Sunday at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington.

Via Salon.com:

O God of our many understandings, we pray that you will bless us with tears — tears for a world in which over a billion people exist on less than a dollar a day, where young women in many lands are beaten and raped for wanting an education, and thousands die daily from malnutrition, malaria and AIDS.

Bless this nation with anger — anger at discrimination, at home and abroad, against refugees and immigrants, women, people of color, gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender people.

Bless us with discomfort at the easy, simplistic answers we’ve preferred to hear from our politicians, instead of the truth about ourselves and our world, which we need to face if we are going to rise to the challenges of the future.

Bless us with patience and the knowledge that none of what ails us will be fixed anytime soon, and the understanding that our new president is a human being, not a messiah.

Bless us with humility, open to understanding that our own needs as a nation must always be balanced with those of the world.

Bless us with freedom from mere tolerance, replacing it with a genuine respect and warm embrace of our differences.

Bless us with compassion and generosity, remembering that every religion’s God judges us by the way we care for the most vulnerable.

And God, we give you thanks for your child, Barack, as he assumes the office of president of the United States.

Give him wisdom beyond his years, inspire him with President Lincoln’s reconciling leadership style, President Kennedy’s ability to enlist our best efforts, and Dr. King’s dream of a nation for all people.

Give him a quiet heart, for our ship of state needs a steady, calm captain.

Give him stirring words; we will need to be inspired and motivated to make the personal and common sacrifices necessary to facing the challenges ahead.

Make him color-blind, reminding him of his own words that under his leadership, there will be neither red nor blue states, but the United States.

Help him remember his own oppression as a minority, drawing on that experience of discrimination, that he might seek to change the lives of those who are still its victims.

Give him strength to find family time and privacy, and help him remember that even though he is president, a father only gets one shot at his daughters’ childhoods.

And please, God, keep him safe. We know we ask too much of our presidents, and we’re asking far too much of this one. We implore you, O good and great God, to keep him safe. Hold him in the palm of your hand, that he might do the work we have called him to do, that he might find joy in this impossible calling, and that in the end, he might lead us as a nation to a place of integrity, prosperity, and peace.

Amen.

Barack Obama is not a messiah?

Oh, man — now you tell me!

But seriously, as invocations go (I am not a fan of organized religion), I like it.

I don’t agree with all of it — I’m not ready to make nice with the haters who reside within the red states, and to me to say that there are no red states and blue states is to miss obvious facts and truths, or to lie (or to be incredibly optimistically simplistic at best) — but I love the invocations to “bless this nation with anger” and with “discomfort.”

The Repugnicans and the wingnuts have made anger taboo — because anger potentially brings about change, jeopardizes the status quo — and we Americans are so much about comfort (not just physical comfort, but emotional and psychological comfort as well) that we are comforting ourselves to death.

I think that we Americans finally have some humility — the Bush regime has brought the American empire to the brink of ruin to the point that even the worst of the wingnuts aren’t really beating their chests over how we supposedly still are No. 1 — so I don’t know that the bishop had to ask God for that…

I like the idea of “freedom from mere tolerance, replacing it with a genuine respect and warm embrace of our differences,” and clearly the openly gay Episcopal bishop’s invocation for God to “Help [Obama] remember his own oppression as a minority, drawing on that experience of discrimination, that he might seek to change the lives of those who are still its victims,” was intended to remind Obama that gay is the new black, that there’s still one more historically oppressed minority group that still does not have equal civil and human rights in all 50 states.

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Does he really have a choice?

Ted Rall gets it right in his latest ’toon, but the million-dollar question is why President-elect Barack Obama publicly displays such a limited emotional range.

Is it his inherent personality? He is a Leo, and Leos are known for having a cool (if not cold) detachment.

Or has Obama learned that a black man who displays emotion in the United States of America is going to be labeled by the white supremacists as “unstable” or “angry” or even “dangerous” or the like?

I mean, didn’t Obama have to be non-threatening to enough whites in order to get elected as president? Wasn’t the whole point of Team McCainosaurus’ failed attempt to link Obama to William Ayers of the Weather Underground — a “terrorist” group that killed nor even maimed not even one person, but only caused property damage — to paint Obama as dangerous to whitey?

The Repugnicans and other wingnuts love to castigate their detractors as “angry.” (I recall a fairly recent fundraising e-mail from the Repugs that cast Democrat Al Franken, who, hopefully, will win the U.S. Senate seat for Minnesota that remains undecided, as an “angry liberal.”) “Angry,” you see, as the Repugs and wingnuts use it, if it doesn’t actually mean insane, means at least unstable.

Yet in the debates between Repugnican John McInsane and Obama, it was the former, not the latter, who repeatedly became unglued and unhinged.

Of course, when a Repugnican or wingnut becomes angry, it’s perfectly justified, of course. When their detractors show the normal human emotion of anger — anger, by the way, indicates that you are alive, alert and aware, and the Repugs and wingnuts want you to be a zombie like they are — that means that their detractors “hate America” or the like.

In any case, yes, I’d love to see a visibly pissed-off Obama, but I rather doubt that that’s ever going to happen, and I’m thinking that that’s because it’s just not his disposition, as it is McInsane’s, or because he’s so incredibly disciplined to be acceptable and non-threatening to whites that it’s second nature to him now.

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