When our Exalted Boy Emperor and Nobel Peace Laureate, George W. Obama, caved in to the “Drill, Baby, Drill” crowd and proposed the opening of large areas of the Atlantic and Alaksan coasts and the Gulf Of Mexico for oil drilling, you could’ve knocked over your average Liberal or Pwogwessive with a feather. They were shocked — shocked — to hear that The One was proposing to allow offshore oil drilling with a plan very nearly identical to that Evil Rethuglican, George W. Bush. Mind you, I, myself, wasn’t the least bit surprised, as only with the slightest bit of search-engine rummaging, I was able to determine way back in ‘04 that Obama was a craven military-industrial stooge of the most typical kind. The really sad part is, of course, that your average Liberal or Pwogwessive will still — like your classic abused spouse — feel as if they’ve got noplace else to go and, as per usual, trudge off to the polls to pull a lever for the Democrats later this year, and in ‘12 and, also as per usual, once again feign shock and surprise when they come in for more abuse and betrayal from George W. Obama and the Democrats.
“Drill, baby, drill”…? “Spill, baby, spill”, more like.
Time once again to fire up the old TARDIS, and dive into this action-packed day of gleeful antiglob frenzy at the IMF, World Bank, and all over downtown DC on April 16, 2000 -- and, unlike the '60s, if you can remember it, you were there!
While the Anticapitalathon's scraggly gaggle is ignored by global capital and its fawning media, now would be a good time to remember more inspiring times -- times when The Movement™ wasn't afraid to protest against a Democratic Administration, times when The Movement™ wasn't cowed and intimidated by the Democratic Party and the AFL-CIO.
In the Spring of 2000, Ralph Nader and the Green Party were calling bullshit on the Democrats and challenging their stranglehold on the US Left, the Democratic Party was pissing in its shoes, and the US Left couldn't have been happier -- as opposed to today, when the US Left is sitting on its hands, and the "progressives" couldn't be happier to be marching over a cliff behind Barack Obama and his cult of personality.
This was a time when The Movement™ was riding high on a wave of energy and solidarity after its victory in the Seattle Rebellion, and was full of hope for bringing about change in our future -- before the Democratic Party got its hooks into us. (D'oh, sorry; I just said "hope" and "change" there, didn't I?)