Driving on the bones of God

[donsu]

You and I may get smoked, but the fat cats will dine on peacock tongues

http://www.onlinejournal.com/Commentary/082504Bageant/082504bageant.html

It is 7 a.m., already hot as hell and another code red day. I am cresting Mount Weather on Route 7 Virginia and into the face of a blood red sun behind a pink sticky haze that makes commuting so ghostlike here during the dog days of August. The code red is an atmospheric pollution rating, not a Homeland Security alert. It means the air is not safe to breathe unless you have to.

Beneath the sandwich and cigarette wrappers on the floor of my truck, beneath this road and down hundreds of feet within the earth gleams a city planned for the Apocalypse. A complete underground city with apartments and dormitories, cafeterias, a hospital, its own transit system, a battery powered subway. It has TV communication, streets and sidewalks, a water purification system, power plant and general office buildings. A small lake fed by fresh underground springs dreams in its artificial lighting. That's what former government workers who have served inside Mount Weather have said. Others say it is no fancier than your average Army base to be found anywhere in the world, but with a lake.

Ever since the Eisenhower administration, this has been the designated place where the important people in government will go in a nuclear emergency or national disaster. Mount Weather is the hub of a nerve center of about 100 other Federal Relocation Centers, which guarantee that the really big players in the game escape even the worst disasters they create with their asses intact. In every likelihood, this "undisclosed location" sheltered Dick Cheney during 9-11. Employees say it was. To be in charge of the nation from the bowels of this bizarre monument to the Cold War thinking would give far saner people than Cheney Doctor Strangelovian delusions. So we can only speculate what a congenitally paranoid old reptile like Cheney must have experienced. He must have had quite a time keeping that reflexive gloved hand in his lap. Throw in the fact that most of the hired help down there in the hidden city are born-again fundamentalist Christian pod people (mainly because that's about all we have around here). I don't know about you, but I cannot think of a stranger damned place on this earth.
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you won't want to believe the rest of this article

[Rabrrrrrr]

1. well, of course it's staffed by all fanatic Christians

They're the ones who will the nuclear war as the Biblical prophecied end times and they will rejoice that Jesus is on his way! Plus they're all programmed to obey without question AND it helps ensure taht the only form of Christianity that survives the armageddon is a docile, easily led, conservative xenophobic hate-based one. What an army they will make.

Assholes.

That was a hell of an article. I hate reading stuff like that, makes me all paranoid again. :brrr:

[displacedtexan]

2. My funny Weather Mt. story...

My daughter went to Shenandoah University in Winchester, VA (a few miles from Weather Mountain).

One night while visiting her, we had driven into DC and returned via Route 50. There was a horrible accident, and traffic was diverted along the perimeter of Weather Mountain.

Hundreds of cars passed slowly by the gates on the North side, and we could see the "Oh, Shit!" activity inside the fence.

I can't imagine what the guards thought was going on, but they looked panicked.

[bvar22]

3. Only justification for building..

..bunker busting nukes.

If these people are successful in causing the WAR, they don't deserve to survive it.