Cy's Film

(These are posts I wrote last year, but wasn't comfortable posting for various reasons (didn't want to get canned!))

From July 4, 2007

In the cafeteria last night, they had a huge Statue of Liberty cake for the Fourth of July, thing was about five feet long and I got served the left armpit. Pretty fresh. They had the wrong arm up in the air. I think the cooks, who are almost all from India, are being subversive. Very, very subversive.

I hate all the "I love what your doing over there" commercials for the "troops", they seem patronizing, but I have to say I'm pretty blown away by the sacrifice "the troops" are making, the Army people in particular. They're rolling around in 110 degree heat, in full battle rattle, they're getting shot at, blown up, don't make much dough and they have incredibly long deployments. These Air Force people have it made. They're mainly working in support, have a deployment around 4 months long and they're out of here. The regular Army is doing 12 months plus and loads of them are on their third round. If the bad guys every come over the wall (or even get close enough that I can see them on the horizon) I'll be voting with my feet as I haul balls out of here for the Army base where the guys with the working guns are.

Earlier this week I got a good look at some of the Black Water guys and gnarly is the best word to describe them. Most of the guys seem chilled out/professional and completely normal, but a few were definitely hyper-masculine roid monkeys. They've got the most bad ass GI Joe fantasy vehicles I've ever seen and some sweet beards to go with them. Its got to be a crazy high to roll like those guys do: trick weapons, big vehicles, tons of jargonized/insiders language and a shit ton of cash coming in. It's like a rap fantasy without any girls.

Last night I talked with a diplomat for a long time about politics. He pulled out some whopper stories. He started in 72', so the stories go from first person Pinochet/Chile to second person stories about the Secret Services' favorite first ladies. According to him, they really hate Hillary. He says she was having sex with Marky Mark in the White House when an agent entered. She threw a glass ashtray at the agent then demoted him to the Department of Agriculture the next day. You heard it here first. If she wins and Mark Walberg suddenly runs for governor in California, then we know it must be true. That was his craziest story, but a lot of the others were easier to swallow and way scarier. There were a couple China/supercomputer stories that freaked me out. He left and I thought it over. The thing is, in an environment like this it's really hard to hold onto what you believe. The normal underpinnings of reality are gone. Even the abnormal underpinnings of reality are gone. I'll give you and example. At home, when you turn on CNN, while you may not believe it a hundred percent, you think, well it's probably in the ballpark. Over here, I turn on CNN and it doesn't even get close. Seeing some of this, the scope of this thing is hard to believe and the media pretends it's got a grasp on it? I'm not even sure if they're warm. The Situation Room? Are *&^#ing kidding me? Lou ^%$#ing Dobbs? And I'm not even going to mention Fox. Why do all the news channels use so many sound effects and motion graphics? Is this a James Bond film...oh sorry, its just Wolf Blitzer, my mistake. The official narrative out of DC, everyone here knows, is at least six months behind. So fiction fills the void. And that's why I watch the BBC cooking channel. Food is real. Crappy cake is real and right now real is rare.




	Drinking the Tigris: What I Couldn't Say 6 (These are posts I wrote last year, but wasn't comfortable posting for various reasons (didn't want to get canned!)) From July 4, 2007 In the cafeteria last night, they had a huge Statue of Liberty cake for the Fourth of July, thing was about five feet long and I got served the left armpit. Pretty fresh. They had the wrong arm up in the air. I think the cooks, who are almost all from India, are being subversive. Very, very subversive. I hate all the "I love what your doing over there" commercials for the "troops", they seem patronizing, but I have to say I'm pretty blown away by the sacrifice "the troops" are making, the Army people in particular. They're rolling around in 110 degree heat, in full battle rattle, they're getting shot at, blown up, don't make much dough and they have incredibly long deployments. These Air Force people have it made. They're mainly working in support, have a deployment around 4 months long and they're out of here. The regular Army is doing 12 months plus and loads of them are on their third round. If the bad guys every come over the wall (or even get close enough that I can see them on the horizon) I'll be voting with my feet as I haul balls out of here for the Army base where the guys with the working guns are. Earlier this week I got a good look at some of the Black Water guys and gnarly is the best word to describe them. Most of the guys seem chilled out/professional and completely normal, but a few were definitely hyper-masculine roid monkeys. They've got the most bad ass GI Joe fantasy vehicles I've ever seen and some sweet beards to go with them. Its got to be a crazy high to roll like those guys do: trick weapons, big vehicles, tons of jargonized/insiders language and a shit ton of cash coming in. It's like a rap fantasy without any girls. Last night I talked with a diplomat for a long time about politics. He pulled out some whopper stories. He started in 72', so the stories go from first person Pinochet/Chile to second person stories about the Secret Services' favorite first ladies. According to him, they really hate Hillary. He says she was having sex with Marky Mark in the White House when an agent entered. She threw a glass ashtray at the agent then demoted him to the Department of Agriculture the next day. You heard it here first. If she wins and Mark Walberg suddenly runs for governor in California, then we know it must be true. That was his craziest story, but a lot of the others were easier to swallow and way scarier. There were a couple China/supercomputer stories that freaked me out. He left and I thought it over. The thing is, in an environment like this it's really hard to hold onto what you believe. The normal underpinnings of reality are gone. Even the abnormal underpinnings of reality are gone. I'll give you and example. At home, when you turn on CNN, while you may not believe it a hundred percent, you think, well it's probably in the ballpark. Over here, I turn on CNN and it doesn't even get close. Seeing some of this, the scope of this thing is hard to believe and the media pretends it's got a grasp on it? I'm not even sure if they're warm. The Situation Room? Are &^#ing kidding me? Lou ^%$#ing Dobbs? And I'm not even going to mention Fox. Why do all the news channels use so many sound effects and motion graphics? Is this a James Bond film...oh sorry, its just Wolf Blitzer, my mistake. The official narrative out of DC, everyone here knows, is at least six months behind. So fiction fills the void. And that's why I watch the BBC cooking channel. Food is real. Crappy cake is real and right now real is rare. Cy Kuckenbaker :: 03. 7.09 :: Permalink post a comment* (If you haven't left a comment here before, you may need to be approved by the site owner before your comment will appear. Until then, it won't appear on the entry. Thanks for waiting.) Name: Email Address: URL: Remember personal info? Comments: (you may use HTML tags for style)	This page contains a single entry from the blog posted on March 7, 2009 11:55 PM. The previous post in this blog was Drinking the Tigris: What I Couldn't Say 5. The next post in this blog is Drinking the Tigris: What I Couldn't Say 7. Many more can be found on the main page or by looking through the archives.

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