"After three turbulent years serving the President, I took back the Department and made it my own." – Secretary-at-Large, Randall M. Packer

Welcome to a Season in Hell


Tracking the descent of post-apocalyptic America


November 09, 2007

TMZ Happy Hyperreality

While the world comes crashing down, TMZ celebrates two years of celebrity harassment on behalf of the hypnotized populace...

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November 08, 2007

Politics of Bloodlust

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"To me, the overriding issue before the American people is the defense of our population from the bloodlust of Islamic Terrorists." - Pat Robertson endorsing Rudy Giuliani

The Pat Robertson guard of the Christian Right stokes the fiery flames of apocalypse and damnation, placing its support behind terrorist-slayer Rudy Giuliani.

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October 31, 2007

The Last Days of Mankind

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The answer is here, the echo of my blood-haunted madness. And no longer does anything resound to me out of of ruined creation except this one sound, out of which millions who are dying accuse me of still being alive, I who had eyes to to see the world, and whose stare struck it in such a fashion that it came as I saw it. If heaven was just in letting this come about, then it was unjust in not have annihilated me. Have I deserved this fulfillment of my deathly fear of life? What's looming there, invading all my nights? Why was I not given the physical strength to smash the sin of this planet with one ax blow? Why was I not given the mental power to force an outcry out of desecrated mankind? Why is my shout of protest not stronger than this tinny command that has dominion over the souls of a whole globe.

I preserve documents for a time that will no longer comprehend them or will be so far removed from today that it will say I was a forger. But no, the time to say that will not come. For such time will not be. I have written a tragedy, whose perishing hero is mankind, whose tragic conflict, the conflict between the world and nature, has a fatal ending. Alas, because this drama has no actor other than all mankind, it has no audience.

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October 03, 2007

The Final Prayer from the President

The Final Prayer from the President

The Final Prayer from George W. Bush:

I have sinned against You by being heartless,

And I have sinned against You by speaking recklessly.

I have sinned against You openly and in secret,

And I have sinned against You through offensive talk.

I have sinned against You through impure thoughts,

And I have sinned against You through empty confession.

I have sinned against You purposely and by mistake,

And I have sinned against You by public desecration.

I have sinned against You through foolish talk,

And I have sinned against You wittingly and unwittingly.

Merciful God, take pity, redeem me and save me, show me compassion.

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September 16, 2007

Briefing for America

Briefing for America

General Petraeus and Ambassador Crocker could grab an hour of prime television time only by slinking into the safe foxhole of Fox News, where Brit Hume chaperoned them on a gloomy, bunkerlike set before an audience of merely 1.5 million true believers. Their "Briefing for America," as Fox titled it, was all too fittingly interrupted early on for a commercial promising pharmaceutical relief from erectile dysfunction. - Frank Rich, NY Times

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September 15, 2007

Speed of the Underworld

Deep in the Underworld of Information Saturation

The media blinds us with its speed and energy, capturing our consciousness and fragmenting it into thousands of splintered shards and bits and pieces of information... submerging us into a dizzying Underworld of pulsating rhythm and cascading showers of sound and unimagined trivia... until our minds are purged, spent, exhausted, and we no longer have a thought in our head, only the distant echoes of a deep repetition.

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