17h58 UTC; THURSDAY, 9 OCTOBER 2014: So much for all the prolefeed conservative Zealotry and True Belief has about the need for ridiculously low gas prices being essential to National Unity and Identity, as in slogans like "Drill, Baby, DRILL!" and "Drill HERE, Drill NOW, Pay LESS!": For some reason, they don't seem to be rejoicing in the news where futures for benchmark crude oil on global markets have fallen below the psychological bar of $90/bbl. over the last fortnight or so ... and at least one gasoline-price analyst has been quoted as saying that at least 30 states could see prices for unleaded regular gasoline fall below $3/gallon ahead of the Thanksgiving/Christmas/New Year's period.

Enough, then, to wonder if these same Zealots and True Believers' belief in ons styl ekonomesie vryheid as a Holy of Holies vis-a-vis AmeriKKKan National Unity and Identity is actually a public-relations farce, their "real" socioeconomic beliefs actually being closer to the Fascist/Nazi/Third Way model as condones cartel behaviour in its Luscious Glory of harm to businesses and consumers alike.

As for the notion certain Elmer Gantryite homophobes have about the risk of gay "recruitment" of Impressionable Children likely to be all the more blatant and pronounced thanks to recent court rulings on same-gender marriage, with Clear and Present Danger of Moral Harm and Injury Endangering Thy Dear and Lovely Land and Hastening the Final Onset of the End Times (or so their prolefeed hath it): What about the likes of such Christian faiths as the Seventh-Day Adventists, the Jehovah's Witnesses and the Mormons having among their articles of faith the conversion of the unchurched through proselytising (especially on an itinerant basis, never mind the Green River Ordinance)?

The more blatant and puerile specimens of conservative prolefeeder would seem to love nothing less than to make their exit in the Luscious Glory of Martyrdom for Free Speech, preferably accompanied by wholesale weeping and wailing and bawling and boohoohooing unto the Bosom of Bog and His Holy Angels, Archangels and Saints in Their Collective Mercy for Thy Dear and Lovely Land in This Her Dearest Hour, or so the official prolefeed canards would have it, by their Good and Loyal Drookies across the Moronic Underworld expected to see themselves as "REAL AmeriKKKans."

Especially if the mourning is on the level of manufactured hysterics Argentina was reduced to in the wake of Evita Perón's death from uterine cancer in July of 1952, what with lines of mourners from the ranks of "the shirtless ones" who saw Evita as a Hero and Role-Model waiting to see her lying in state at the Labour Ministry in Buenos Aires stretching for miles, and for nearly a week besides.

Tell me this isn't Corporate Irresponsibility and Poor Corporate Citizenship: In the wake of reporting record profits, not to mention news that the Walton family's wealth is higher than the wealthiest families in any end every community from Mt. Katahdin to Mauna Loa and Denali, Walmart has decided, in the interest of adding consumer value for money, to cancel employer-provided health cover for part-time Associates (as in such working 30 hours/week or less) and instead offer then vouchers to buy their own health cover through the free and open marketplace which Walmart overtly cherishes--but internally sees as an outdated and archaic ideal as perverts the Natural Evolutionary Processes of ons styl ekonomesie vryheid in relation to Our National and Sovereign Identity as a Peculiar Among the Nations Endowed Solely by the Goodness of His Grace and Favour.

In closing, I have to wonder if the hyperconservative ideal of True Patriot Love their Zealots and True Believers whine about the lack of in real or suspected "liberals," "secular progressives" and certain National Minorities is of the fanatically xenophobic sort, preferably reinforced by goon-squad excesses of sadisto depravities carried out by vigilantes dominated mostly by low-level felons offered "Redemption for Value" in the bargain. As in the North Korean stylee, come to think of it.

(Speaking of North Korea, where exactly is their current "Supreem Commander" Kim Jong Un, as has not been seen in public for over a month since a supposed ankle injury suffered while horseback riding?)

So till next time, folks: "73"
(Which, incidentally, was railroad telegraphers' shorthand for "goodbye.")

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