Well, OK, that’s not what he said. Not even close. But he was that kind of angry, and he was pointing the finger at the last two decades of cozying between those who lead government and want to control our money and those who don’t and already do control our money, or as we around here like to call them, “nation killing corporatists”.
Though it shocks us that even fewer people know what a corporatist is than what high fructose corn syrup is, we’re still holding out (read: BEGGING) hope that the full fury of an entire passive nation suddenly awakens to the most passive comprehension of how they’re being pwned by these one percenters.
Until then, we’ll settle for Dylan Ratigan’s head exploding on a regular basis in hopes the shrapnel that blows forth hits enough sleeping citizens in the head to make them want to actually do something, anything at all to depose the oligarchy taking what’s left of our cash and leaving us with worthless houses, broken down cars, and a layaway plan for tomorrow’s spam dinner.
