Screaming for Freedom

America is Screaming.

No, you can't hear it out loud - not yet. It's a low rumble, just below the audible range - but you can see the signs of it.

I can hear it when Pete Hoekstra - the Republican House member who recently joined Rick Sanitorium to proclaim that there really were WMD's in Iraq, honest [Except that there aren't any, no matter what Sean Hannity says] - has just written a sharply worded letter to the President proclaiming that he may have broken the law by failing to inform Congress of various intelligence activities that go beyond the NSA Warrantless Wire-Tapping, Phone/Email Data Mining and Bank Data programs.

I can hear it in Joe Leiberman's voice, and see it in his eyes as he begins to stare at the end of his Senatorial career in the face.

We can see and hear it in among the 24 dead civilians in Haditha, and in the burned bodies of the Raped 15-year old Iraqi Girl and her family, all murdered by our troops.

We can see it in the now dead-stares of Soldiers Menchaka and Tucker, as well as the other 2,500 of our fallen in Iraq.

Meanwhile, the Bush Administation has shut-down the CIA Unit that had been dedicated to tracking down Osama Bin Laden for the past eleven years.

I hear it in Nora O'Donnell's snide tone as she interrogates Cindy Sheehan, while accusing her of risking her life by going on a hunger strike - "for the publicity".

I hear it as an undertone cutting through the din of Noron and her cohorts Joe Scumborough, Fuckerhead Carlson and Rita Missing-Blonde-Chaser Cosby as they cluck and chuckle over Ned Lamont and North Korea, desperate to keep everyones attention diverted.

Wingnut Radio Host Janet Parshall goes "La la la" with her fingers in her ears while Randi Rhodes speaks on Washington Journal!

But it continues to screech.

We can hear it loudly when the Supreme Court bitch-slaps the President over Geneva with the Hamdan decision.

It gets a bit louder as the NH Phone Jammer says the White House made him do it.

It grows greater as the Pentagon brass narrowly pull Bush and Cheney back from the brink of having Iran Nuked.

It makes us look up briefly as Vice President Dick Cheney has a "beer at lunch" before hunting, shoots some dude in the FACE, then goes out for dinner and drinks, and doesn't have to speak to police until the next day.

It's begins to turn into a low whine as Robert F Kennedy Jr. after releasing his explosive report on Ohio, announces that he plans to file suits against two Electronic Voting Companies.

Ken Lay dies, and Bush tries to cover his ears while claiming Lay was a "good guy". (But obviously, not all that good to his thousands of pension-less ex-employees or the taxpayers in the State of California)

Senator Clinton and Kerry can hear it as they pledge to toss Leiberman under the bus if he loses the Primary to Lamont.

Ten months after Katrina's land fall the Gulf Coast is still a fucking mess, just like Baghdad - and the whine is turning into a squeal.

We try to shout over it as we argue about Illegal Immigration as if it were the most important National Security Issue - even though all the 9-11 Hijackers entered the country legally - and in the background long dormant and well hidden Hate Groups grow emboldened and begin to infiltrate our Military in preparation for the "Coming Race War".

Democrats begin to hear it and respond, arguing for a review of the President's ever expanding War Powers.

It practically roars whenever Bill O'Lielly opens his piehole about Honor and the Troops

People start to wince from the sound, as allegations of vote fraud spread in relation the Bilbray/Busbay Election in San Diego to replace disgraced and convicted Congressman "Duke" Cunningham as calls begin for a full hand recount.

The rhetoric ratchets up a notch as Ann Coulter accuses the Jersey Girls on being media exploiting harpies. (Sorry - no link for the incredibly Adam Appled One)

And we all start to cover our ears and turn away. The sound is too loud, too painful. It tears through us like a hot white sword of fire. Searing. Merciless.

It's more than many of us can bear, we turn up the volume on the rest of our lives. The TV with it's breathless bimbos (of both sexes) on Elimidate get louder. We obsess over Tom Kat, the freakiness of Scientology, it's mystical hold on Katie Holmes and the oddly missing baby Suri.

What's Starr Jones going to do for grocery money and tummy-tuck touch-up surgery costs now?

Is Britany starting to date her Manny while K-Fed plays X-Box 360 in the basement?

Just when the hell is Jack on 24 going to finally die, or go to jail for all the underhanded shit he's been pulling for the last four years?

Are they gonna bring that really hot latina chick back to life on Lost (Once she gets out of Jail in real life)?

What Hollywood Starlet is going to join the Bump-Party and get pregnant next?

We get into petty territorial pissing contests over irrelevant Bullshit!

We do everything we can to try to avoid it --- but it's no use.

America is Screaming for us to pay attention. It's screaming for us To Stand Up and Do Something. To Speak out. Write LTE's. Organize. Raise money and knock on doors for worthy candidates. RUN FOR OFFICE. Seek the truth and share it. Read. Write. Blog. Talk. Shout it from the Windows like Howard Beale in Network if neccesary. Get your friends involved, your coworkers, your family - don't let them sit there in ignorance and complacency. We need them. Document the moment and share a vision of how things can and should be far better. For Democrats. For Republicans.

For all of us.

Can you hear it yet? If you do - ACT. Respond. Before you and the rest of us completely lose our ability to hear anything at all. Before we finally reach the tipping point of no return - where our First Amendment, Fourth Amendment, Fifth Amendment and Eight Amendment Rights - all of which have been under direct attack by the Bush Administration and their lackey's in Congress - are nothing but a long forgotten memory.

America is screaming for freedom, and time is running out.

Vyan

Crossposed on Democratic Underground and Dailykos.