Fourth Presenditial Debate

Change.

As millions of Americans aren’t still capable of thinking why were they even too busy on voting day that some of them didn’t vote in the last elections, their almighty, merciful employers are thinking them. Yet we are expecting from these guys to choose the next world robocop.

The question is, will this robocop be a redneck or will he at least have some mental capacities and capable of using the grey matter before hitting you with his baton. Hence it’s all about change, baby. We’re gonna have a dialogue-lover, intellect cop from now on. But is this really change, haven’t we seen this movie before?

Some dummies wrote “social democrats are in charge now” when Clinton won the elections, they’re gonna write “America has chosen change” in 5th of November probably.

Should you please repeat after me? No hay banda! There is no band. It is all an illusion… Nobody chooses nothing and don’t put the expectations high for a real change.

It’s an election between *soft and *hard industries. It’s always the same: IT guys endorse ‘the other’ guy whom seemed to be not liked by the guys who run the monetary system, oil industry or arms industry. It’s not your election buddy, it’s never meant to be, never designed in that way.

You can have a temporary relief about your taxes, you can send your unconscious son to college (of course I’m not talking about Yale, MIT or Harvard, you know your borders), you can extend your existance by two years having an adequate medical treatment before dying of coronary heart disease. These are all good. And yet US will rock the house again in the whole damn world by its deep and profound connection with freedom. You can now free a country via economical embargos not by going there and being have to kill thousands of natives. Intellect will be in charge, not hectorism.

And did I say it’s gotta be all about job creation though?

By the way, just watching all this comedy and so called debates with no consideration at all, never waking up from the deep sleep, and waiting for the Morpheus to ‘knock knock’ are all signs of being a bonehead, OK. Yet we are in a world where you can pretend you’re pointing something out without diving into that stage, you’re also a bonehead too. I admit it. And that’s where all we stuck: the unbearable lightness of being a bonehead.