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Over-sentimentality is no substitute for a properly governed welfare state. If you listen to many Americans, though, and if you’re not careful to hang on to your thought processes, you’ll come to believe it is.

They certainly do.

It’s all about this thing they call ‘neighborliness’.

Listen to them talk, and it’s as though no-one else in the world ever does a favor for their neighbor. In America, life revolves around good deeds and everyone looking after everyone else. So there’s no need of a welfare state.

Is there?

The truth, of course, is somewhat different. It’s all just a load of gross over-sentimentality carefully designed to persuade the average Joe American that if he falls on hard times – which he’s not going to do because the ‘American Dream’ won’t allow it – but if he does, his neighbors will rally round and support him till things get better.

A friend of mine, who drives for another school bus company, has to endure this gushing sentimentalism while he’s out on the road. Three or four times a day the radio operator in the office is required to transmit a little gem designed to make their drivers feel good. Today, it was about keeping a watch on the neighbors to ensure they’re alive and healthy: “Our neighbors truly rely on us…” was the finale to this trite and somewhat nauseating nonsense.

My neighbor doesn’t. He’s got a rottweiler in the yard and a case of loaded guns on his living room wall. He really doesn’t need me to watch out for him. He’s more likely to accidentally blow my head off, if I approach too close.

Americans love to believe they’re being neighborly, when all they’re achieving is the satiation of their overly-swollen egos. Take the case of the young lady shot in a Pittsburgh gymnasium recently.^[1]

She had no health insurance because she couldn’t afford it. Consequently, by the time the local hospital had repaired her wounds she was tens of thousands of dollars in debt to them. Still, the locals all rallied round. They organized a car wash for the weekend and made $500, which was magnanimously presented to her, accompanied by their self-satisfied smirks. And, they got themselves on TV for being “good neighbors”.

Well done, guys! Only another fifty car wash weekends and she can pay off the hospital bill.

This is what Oklahoma senator Tom Coburn meant when he stated at one town hall meeting recently, “……what’s missing in this [healthcare reform] debate is us as neighbors, helping people who need our help.” ^[2]

The statement got him a round of applause from the floor, proof if it were needed that the many Americans supporting the doctrine have never spent so much as a single minute attempting to think through the implications of Coburn’s irresponsible remarks. All that concerns them is that the rhetoric should make them feel good. Such comments assuage the ego, but are of no practical value whatever to society.

And that’s all Americans want – to feel good about themselves. It’s what they’ve been taught for generations.

The real truth is their country is rotten to the core. It’s riddled with avarice, selfishness, and a malicious contempt for others. If it were not, healthcare wouldn’t be an issue today. Instead, a welfare system would have been constructed years ago, of which this nation could be proud.

I wonder what sanctimonious gem will assail the ears of my friend, as he drives his school bus tomorrow?

^{[1] “Three shot dead by US gym gunman” BBC, August 5th 2009}

^{[2] “I’m Just Nipping Across The Road To Take Out My Neighbor’s Appendix” Sparrow Chat, August 25th 2009}

Filed under: Brainwashing

There’s a new film being released in the UK.^[1] It will soon be distributed throughout the rest of the world.

Except, that is, in the United States of America.

Why not in America?

Because 39% 61% of Americans – the most controlling 61%, that is – are utter morons who belong in the Dark Ages.

Find out more HERE.

^{[1] “Creation” Website}

Filed under: Religion – the biggest con-trick in America

It was probably the sign – at the front, on the inside of the bus – that started me thinking about it. Even at six years of age I couldn’t comprehend why it was needed. Surely, no-one would do such a thing, would they?

Not that I ever did see anyone do it on a bus. Perhaps it was the stiff penalty that deterred people. After all, the notice was right on the front bulkhead, upstairs and down, in big red letters so everyone could see:

“SPITTING IS FORBIDDEN. PENALTY FIVE POUNDS.”

I rode the bus a lot during my childhood. Later, when I was a young man, I drove those same buses for a living. Yet, in all that time, I never saw anyone spit inside a bus.

In Britain, or at least my part of it, the very act of spitting was considered low and disgusting. It was the sort of thing old men did, late at night when they fell down the pub steps at closing time and staggered off into the darkness, ejaculating their sputum into the gutters as they went.

It was rare to see anyone spit in daylight. There were notices up in some parts of the city, and local by-laws made it illegal to spit in public. I remember entering Liverpool Central train station on my way home from work one afternoon, when I was about seventeen, and a dirty old tramp coming in my direction put up his hand and blasted the contents of his nose right onto the pavement in front of me. I stared in horror at the green, gooey, mess and almost vomited. It put me right off my dinner.

In general, though, very few Europeans practice this antisocial habit. Apart from the occasional group of low-life, teenage, males desperate to express their manhood, or drunken old men of the aforementioned status, most Europeans choose to save the expulsion of saliva for the privacy of their bathroom washbasin, while cleaning their teeth.

Among the many severe culture shocks I’ve experienced since landing on the North American continent, the prevalence of spitting in public, freely and without apparent shame, is surely one of the most vile. Whether this is a nationwide phenomena, or merely confined to the less sophisticated and culturally bereft Heartlands, is debatable. Nevertheless, it’s impossible to be out and about more than a few hours without suffering the image of individuals “gollying” in the street.

While the most common culprit is a young male, the habit is not restricted to any one class. Students, businessmen, and women, from all walks of life are at it.

The question that arises from all this is: why do they do it? Young men erroneously consider it a display of macho imagery. In fact, the opposite is true. If their saliva is so tainted they daren’t allow it in their intestines, then they must have very weak stomachs, and weak stomached males aren’t in the least macho.

Of course, projecting a macho image is way more important to the American male than his European counterpart. Just look at this nation’s obsession with guns.

The art of public sputum ejaculation is not, however, confined to the male of the species. Not on this continent, at least. Only today I was driving my school bus in a line of traffic and stopped at a red light. The car in front was a convertible with the roof down. Even from the back it was obvious the driver was a most attractive young lady. Blonde hair flowed over shapely shoulders; the dress was close-fitting and expensive. A rear view mirror framed subtly appealing blue eyes beneath exquisite lashes.

Just as any red-blooded male, my eyes were riveted to this vision of sensual delight as she turned her face to the car’s door, displaying a delightful profile. The light turned green. In an act of experienced accomplishment and without moving her head, a stream of translucent saliva sprayed forth from her lips, jetting a full two feet into the air before finally hitting the ground and splattering across the roadway.

The car turned right.

I swallowed the bile rising to my throat, and drove straight on.

Filed under: Disgusting habits