Friday, November 07, 2008

Time to Unite the Nation

I thought I would take a moment this morning to bring us all back together as Americans, be you democrat, republican, libertarian, or even Eskimo (but not religious fundamentalists, because you guys are scary and should move to the Middle East). And as patriotic Americans, I think we can all agree that what unites us, what has been the one shining example of quality American know-how and can-do throughout the decades, is our ability to bomb people.

If you look at our history, you’ll notice we used to exclusively bomb white people – mostly classy Eurotrash. Then in WWII we tired of our racist policies and switched to yellow people. After Vietnam, we escalated to light brown people (Grenada, Panama) and have now moved on to medium brown (Afghanistan, Iraq). The logical progression would be to next invade Pakistan, and some of the saber-rattling has indeed indicated that could be our next step. I believe that’s why we didn’t interfere with Darfur – we’re not scheduled to bomb black for a couple of decades. But as an American who is supposedly part Cherokee, I protest the fact that we went from yellow to brown and completely skipped red.

According to studies I’ve red, Native Americans are the most marginalized racial group in our society with the highest rates of suicide, divorce, poverty, drug and alcohol addiction, and unemployment. This is exactly why I think our next strike should be against the Cherokee nation. History has shown that being bombed by us is good for the economy, and I for one am sick of all our economic aid (read: bombs) being used for the benefits of foreigners who, by definition, reside outside of the U.S. Who did we bomb the worst? Japan. Who has the world’s biggest economy outside of America (natch)? Japan. Number two in both cases? Germany. That’s why Vietnam’s economy has been improving, but they are not yet a world powerhouse. They showed a lack of insight by asking us to leave before we bombed them into economic fruition. I’m assuming that’s how the war ended since no American would ever be anything less than a gracious visitor to a foreign land.

So, we all need to pull together and eliminate Oklahoma, the new capitol of the Cherokee nation. Two reasons for this – 1) it’s Oklahoma, and who’s going to miss it? (okay, a few Oklahomans might get a bit prickly, but otherwise…) 2) It would be the ultimate act of concession. Instead of simply handing over bits of land to be used for casinos, we blast the red man into wealth and power. And no wussy atomic bombs this time, either. Americans deserve only the best. I’m talking mass drivers in outer space flinging porpoises with frickin’ laser beams strapped to their heads with a hundred pounds of plastique in their bellies. The new state motto will be “Oklahoma – Bunnyland’s Pothole” (the name will make sense in a few). Once my people have all been destroyed, we’ll be on top again.

Since this is my idea, I will of course be Head Honcho (my official title). The country will be known as the United States of Bunny. (The title USoB came to me as a flash of genius this morning when I cut some loud dude off in traffic) Despite the title, government will make no laws which regulate personal relationships, restrict or encourage religious beliefs, or that favor one race or sex over the other. Exception – any hot Asian women who sleep with me will receive an automatic head honcho pardon.

Hot J-bunny: “I just murdered my husband. And the other thirty-eight guests at our dinner party. And Iowa.”
Me: “Quick – get naked! If I don’t penetrate you before the authorities arrive, you could get into trouble.”

Possibly Homicidal Bunny!

You know I’m right.

8 comments:

Enemy of the Republic said...

LOL. I am trying to think of a witty response, but I am too overcome by the ingenuity of your plan. But I cannot live in a nation of Bunny.

Anonymous said...

I'm an honorary American, can I get in on the killing too?

I have an off topic story that might make you giggle. A few years back, here in my end of Canada (very freakin' backwoods) I heard a thing on the local news radio broadcast. A dozen natives in a pickup truck were headed to St Andrews by the Sea in hopes of reclaiming native land. It was only aired once and I never heard another thing about it but the native dude (a Cree fella) who was in my room with me (3:30AM, after a long night of debauchery) noticed that the group that was on their way to reclaim St Andrews weren't even from the same breed of Natives who'd even owned it 'way back when' - these fellas were Maliseet gentlemen on their way to claim Mik' Maq land...

and at that point, Nav and I decided that we were going to claim the entire US of A in the name of drunken redneck Canadians in search of free cigarettes for all!

Then I passed out and thus came the sad end of my revolutionary days...

oh, and Cherokees are hot.

Unknown said...

Outsource some bunny-pardoning work to here OK?

Grant said...

eotr - your prejudices will not be tolerated in the USoB. I banish you to Norway.

jgrrl - anyone as naturally violent as you is assumed to have USoB citizenship.

sj - I plan to annex all Oriental countries since it has been too long since we added a state, so you can have Laos since you asked first.

Deb said...

I'm bombing this blog. Hrmm. It can only get better from there, right? (Hehe---just teasin'!) *hugs*

I will picket outside your doorstep, "NO NATION OF BUNNY!" with a bunch of my left wing liberal dykes and their bandannas.

I can't wait to read your post about Thanksgiving.

Kira said...

Your critical thinking skills amaze me, as always, Grant.

Grant said...

~deb: you and your friends will be sent to our re-education centers where you will be rubbed with yellow hilighters, your hair will be darkened / straightened, your eyes will be tightened, and you will be taught appropriate slogans to shout such as "I heart anal sex!"

kira - natch. You should surrender your decision making to me.

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