The Cynical Patriot

As we count down to both partys’ conventions and the coronation of another two career politicians; both of whom promising change, and neither delivering more than the same old marionetic dancing of the party line. I can’t help but feel a sense of dejavu, of history repeating itself. It wasn’t but four years ago when Homeland Security routinely spout off ominous warnings of every color of the rainbow. Meaningless anouncements designed to put the populace on edge, but provided little in the way of information, direction or comfort. Every couple weeks major anouncements were made to reassure the country of their need and their requirement of the Great Protector.

Now leading up to the conventions and with Iraq trying to kick us out of their sovereign land, the mighty Republicans are at a loss for another mortal enemy. How better to build support behind McCain, but to lean on the Maverick’s strengths as a modern day King Arthur. And who better to cast as that immortal villan than the sleeping giant of Mother Russia? McCain’s the man with the experience against the Red’s. Heck, he’s already survived them once.

Don’t tell me the fed’s didn’t know about a Russian buildup on the Georgian border. For that matter, Georgia’s own transgressions against the breakaway republic. If we really wanted to protect eastern Europe from Iranian missiles, covert installation of anti-missile batteries could have been easily accomplished. Is there really any need to trot Ms. Rice out in front of the cameras to sign defense treaties with Poland and to further taunt the snarling dog?

For months, Cold War era sentiments with Russia have been building. Russia has upped their defense posture, extending Bomber patrols over international waters, buzzing US warships. Siberian Oil, and today’s energy crisis are what feeds this snarling dog, who would gleefully repay for decades of Cold War scorn. America’s own greedy consumption is feeding our most virulent enemies.

For the Republicans, it is an easy trick to show Russia this familiar light. Decades of bomb shelters and air raid sirens are not such a distant memory. Obama’s weak international relations experience will be his downfall, and the Republicans will have bought themselves another election.

But at what cost?

The gap is already narrowing.

“I love it when a plan comes together.”

In a financial move that has been brewing for weeks, InBev and Anheuser-Busch finally agreed to a buy out deal worth billions. This epic financial move must be the point of no return for the globalization of the American marketplace.

I ask, is there anything more American, more classic, more iconic than a Budweiser Beer? What exudes more Americana than an a professional sport, or an American sporting hero withthe red and white of Bud as their sponsor? Remember the Budweiser off-shore racing boats? Was there anything more powerful, awesome or majestic? Now when I see Dale Jr (now Casey Kahne) I’m I won’t be thinking of blonde twins in American flag bikinis. Now when I think Bud, I’ll be thinking of some tarted up European, wearing liederhosen and wooden shoes singing “Riccola!” No thanks.

I’ve been a Bud Light drinker for my entire life. No More. If there are any American brewers left, I’m switching. Truly, I hope Sam Adams hasn’t turned in their patriotic stripes for financial gains. This will be my own silent stand. I don’t care if the Europeans perfected the modern beer, I’m not drinking their tainted swill.

http://www.foxbusiness.com/story/markets/inbev-buys-anheuser-busch-b/