Hello, folks.

We have arrived in a new upredictable year in this doomed century, and the Future of our country is dismal, almost unbearably bleak. We have gone from the most prosperous, powerful nation on the face of the planet to a second-world economic disaster. And it is all because of a bogus child-president named George. Curious George, I call him. And to think that I used to love those books...

Anyway, the Olympics this year will give the world a glimpse of the dark Truth- an atmosphere of smog, Conspiracy, trans-continental corporate takeover-, but not any more of a glimpse than this season of American Idol, a show where the single annual recipient of that proverbial American Dream is chosen by a Brit. Yes, my friends, it is the American Dream, to be worshipped by random strangers, to be put up on a sick pedestal above others. At least that is the new Dream in this horrible century. And it is true, Bubba, that anyone with decent looks and a shit load of Luck can achieve this Dream. But that is the operative word. Any one. It is winner take all. Only one can come out on top. For the Losers, Life sucks. but for that one annual Winner, the Stars have aligned. Keep your head down... good Luck... and hope to God the Stars align for you... you're going to need it, chump.

Ciao,
David Marx