Another Week of Washington Insanity

First of all, I would like to thank everyone for their support from a couple of posts ago.  I think I’m going to take the advice of Mustang and try to put something together once a week.  Now on to the comments…

image Another week has passed, and the oil is still gushing in the Gulf.  BP’s chairman takes a ride on a yacht with his son, and gets flamed by the press.  Obozo plays a couple of rounds of golf and nothing is said, not even a peep.  Both of them have stated that they won’t rest until the crisis is resolved.  Doesn’t anyone else smell the stench of hypocrisy?  Or perhaps the press is afraid of offending the thin-skinned Obozo?

Continuing along…

General McChrystal was relieved of command this past week after a less than complementary article was published in Rolling Stone.  While his firing is may or may not have been justified, it does show that the military is less than enamored with Obozo’s military strategies & policies for the Middle East.  Perhaps if Obozo spent less time playing golf & attending parties and more time in paying attention to the people that keep America free, he might actually get more support and less criticism.

And that criticism is finally starting to fall over into the media.  The Washington Post’s Richard Cohen writes:

Troops are being asked to risk their lives so the Obama administration can go through the motions. It will fight until it no longer feels it has to, and then it will bring the troops home. If American interests were truly at stake, it would wage unrestrained war — kill the enemy and anyone that gets between us and the enemy. But we don’t do it, not because we can’t do – we’re pretty good at killing — but because we know it won’t get us anywhere. …

Why won’t it get us anywhere?  It is because our leadership wants to play politics instead of protecting the American people at the cost of our soldiers dying for political power.  And I’m including Congress as part of that leadership.  Mark Steyn had this to say about Afghanistan:

"The ugly truth," wrote Thomas Friedman in The New York Times, "is that no one in the Obama White House wanted this Afghan surge. The only reason they proceeded was because no one knew how to get out of it."

Well, that’s certainly ugly, but is it the truth? Afghanistan, you’ll recall, was supposed to be the Democrats’ war, the one they allegedly supported, the one the neocons’ Iraq adventure was an unnecessary distraction from. Granted the Dems’ usual shell game – to avoid looking soft on national security, it helps to be in favor of some war other than the one you’re opposing – Candidate Obama was an especially ripe promoter. In one of the livelier moments of his campaign, he chugged down half a bottle of Geopolitical Viagra and claimed he was hot for invading Pakistan.

Then he found himself in the Oval Office, and the dime-store opportunism was no longer helpful. But, as Friedman puts it, "no one knew how to get out of it." The "pragmatist" settled for "nuance": He announced a semisurge plus a date for withdrawal of troops to begin. It’s not "victory," it’s not "defeat," but rather a more sophisticated mélange of these two outmoded absolutes: If you need a word, "quagmire" would seem to cover it.

Hamid Karzai, the Taliban and the Pakistanis, on the one hand, and Britain and the other American allies heading for the check-out, on the other, all seem to have grasped the essentials of the message, even if Friedman and the other media Obammyboppers never quite did. Karzai is now talking to Islamabad about an accommodation that would see the most viscerally anti-American elements of the Taliban back in Kabul as part of a power-sharing regime. At the height of the shrillest shrieking about the Iraqi "quagmire," was there ever any talk of hard-core Saddamite Baathists returning to government in Baghdad?

But the insanity that our leadership is inflicting upon isn’t just with the military – it’s also with us. Just this past week, Congress voted to overhaul the financial system in order to “save” us from another financial meltdown.  Never mind that legislation passed by Congress contributed to the crash in the first place, but this comment from Senator Chris Dodd (D-Conn) doesn’t inspire me one little bit:

"It’s a great moment. I’m proud to have been here.  No one will know until this is actually in place how it works. But we believe we’ve done something that has been needed for a long time. It took a crisis to bring us to the point where we could actually get this job done."

Senator, respectfully, if you don’t know exactly how something is going to work, DON’T DO IT!!!  But then, we have this moron in Wisconsin:

h/t to Mike’s America and Always on Watch

Perhaps she can join Obozo’s administration in helping to redo the map of the United States to include those 7 states that we never knew we had…

The best minds are not in government. If any were, business would steal them away. – Ronald Reagan

Folks, we are in real deep kimchi, and we’re not getting out anytime soon, especially with the self-serving mental midgets that we seem to keep electing year after year.  I truly hope and pray that will change this November.

That Didn’t Take Long…

I watched Obozo’s BP speech from the Oval Office last night (recorded on top of one of my wife’s shows) with her, and we both could not believe the nerve of this person.  We discussed his speech almost line by line, comparing it with the facts brought out in various news reports and posts.  I then realized that I can’t give up blogging for any great length of time.  Dang it all….I’m addicted, and need to write stuff down if not to vent, but to inform as well. 

And for any Obozo supporters out there, if you don’t like what I write, then kindly change the blog channel – I’m in no mood for Obamatrons blindly following their leader’s orders.  I’ve seen enough foolishness and moronic stupidity since Obozo and his cronies have desecrated the hallowed halls of our Nation’s Capitol with their ineptness, and don’t need any of your dreck clogging up my comments like so much spam.

Now on to the ranting…

The American Spectator had this article (below) that sums up most of what I think of Obozo’s street creds that he supposedly brought to the table.

When John F. Kennedy Jr.’s plane crashed into Atlantic Ocean off the coast of Martha’s Vineyard, Massachusetts, in July 1999 some observers said he had gotten himself into a "square box," meaning that he had run into the limits of his experience and his imagination. 

Barack Obama is in a square box, and observers are now beginning to talk about his inevitable crash. 

There was some question about JFK Jr.’s flying experience. There’s no dispute about Barack Obama’s executive experience: he has none. In fact, he is the least qualified person ever to be elected president. 

Prior to being elected, he had done almost nothing. Certainly nothing requiring, or teaching, executive ability. 

He served in some capacity as a "community organizer," which Sarah Palin might say is like running a Sunday-school picnic, but without the kids. 

He worked as a civil-rights attorney, whatever that means. And he taught at a law school, which may be why he always sounds as if he’s lecturing to twenty-somethings. 

He served in the Illinois legislature for a few yeas, but spent most of his time voting "present." Then he served in the U.S. Senate, but for only two years. 

Would the directors of any mid-sized company have asked him to be its CEO? He wouldn’t even have qualified for — in Ross Perot’s memorable phrase — middle management.

He is a man without significant executive experience in life. 

He also seems to have little imagination. His supporters say he is tremendously brilliant. Maybe. But how do we know? Obama has never released his college or law-school grades, and, given the educational institutions he attended (Columbia College and Harvard Law School), we are entitled to assume he may have been an affirmative-action admittee. As he was to the White House.

Besides, the relationship between brains and imagination is not clear. Harvard brains are obviously not a necessary condition for a fertile imagination. President Reagan went to Eureka College. But he had the imagination — the vision — to reduce taxes and win the Cold War. He inspired America and was the most successful president of the 20th century. (Roosevelt only won a war. Reagan won a war and saved the economy.)

Certainly nothing Barack Obama has done since becoming president shows much imagination. He is a complete knee-jerk liberal. Not a single action he has taken makes you say, "Wow, that was clever." 

His economic policy is straight from the FDR-progressive mold. And although, like Roosevelt’s, it has failed miserably (skyrocketing deficits, persistent unemployment), he lacks the imagination to try something else. Even his speeches are turning into liabilities. Exhibit A (or are we up to Exhibit Q now?): his Oval Office speech on BP, which his friends panned.

His foreign policy is now a Washington joke. Rude to America’s friends, obsequious to her enemies, he leaves people wondering what disaster will be next. He got off to an awful start by taking the wrong side in the Honduras crisis. The good guys threw out the bad guy, and Obama backed… the bad guy. 

It has only gotten worse. Iran seems set to get the bomb. Israel is friendless in this administration, even when it seeks to keep the bad guys out of Gaza, Israel’s Cuba. In Europe he is known as "Obama the Impotent." The president of France wonders out loud if he is "weak." Obama has even dissed our best allies, the British, repealing (to the extent one man can) the long-term "special relationship." And much, much more. 

Some people are suggesting that if the Republicans win big in November, Obama may make a midterm course correction, as President Clinton did. But Clinton was a man of experience. (He was also a Rhodes Scholar.) Before he became president, he had been elected governor of Arkansas, defeated for reelection, then reelected two years later. He figured out what people wanted and gave it to them. He even realized that America wanted welfare reform, although he didn’t. 

Clinton, George Will said, was not our worst president; but he was the worst man ever to become president. Obama is not the worst man ever to become president. But he is certainly the most incompetent, as Americans, watching this weak community organizer flail impotently against the BP oil spill, are now coming to realize.

Obama’s performance will not get better, because Obama lacks the experience and the imagination to make it better. His crash now seems inevitable. 

Mayday!

Then there is this cartoon from Townhall.com that caught my eye concerning Obozo’s handling of the BP oil disaster:

image But then, maybe we shouldn’t be too surprised since he hasn’t read the owners manual.  Here’s another one from Townhall.com:

imageIt’s pretty well what I feared when I heard that this guy was running for President – an academic without a clue on how the real world works and to think outside of his own box that he has put himself (and us) in.  And there are those supporters that blindly look to Obozo and government to protect, nurture, and feed them as a mother would her child when it should be the exact opposite.  Morons…Obozo cannot do anything for you, no matter what he promises.

Experience hath shewn, that even under the best forms of government those entrusted with power have, in time, and by slow operations, perverted it into tyranny.” – Thomas Jefferson

And that, dear friends, is exactly where we are headed unless the rest of the nation wakes up and cleans house (the White House and both Houses of Congress) in the next election cycles.

Swan Song?

closed-sign3As many of you know, blogging takes up a tremendous amount of time, especially if you want to do the research and get the facts correct (I’m talking about the responsible ones, not the lot that likes to shoot from the hip without a care if the truth is known or not).  I’m finding it increasingly difficult to find the time to research and write posts that are reasonably legible (and readable) as well as being on target & timely.  I hate to dash off some half-assed post on the spur of the moment – they’re usually pretty ugly.

Work, while a blessing, is absolutely nuts.  I’m working around 45-50 hours a week, and adding 50-60 minutes of commuting both ways does not leave much time for anything extracurricular.  Yard work and an extremely reduced workout schedule takes up the rest of the time.  Considering that I was out of work for 10 months, I’ve gone from one extreme to another.

As a result, blogging is dang-near impossible.  So I’m seriously considering shutting the blog down for an indefinite period of time, probably for the summer.  It doesn’t mean that I’m going to disappear – it just means that I won’t be around as much visiting your blogs, and writing posts here.  But I would like to write at least this one last post with some comments on recent events and some opinions:

The oil well disaster in the Gulf of Mexico is a disaster from many different angles.  The differences of opinions on the ecological impact are being speculated as often as the weather changes, but it isn’t good by any means.  The political spin of “the government is there to help” is far from reality as the first government responders were attorneys, and President Obozo can’t personally stop anything no matter what he says.  There is no doubt that there were mistakes made on the part of BP, but the overlooked fact remains that 11 lives were lost in trying to supply the world with the energy supplied by oil.

Politics as usual is in Washington no matter what the promises of the Democratic (and Republican) leaders has been demonstrated again with the Sestak affair.  Political dealings are the bane of the government originally envisioned by the Founders of this country.  A quote from The American Thinker states:

“Politics” is not “government.” In fact, the politicization of government is a reason for many miseries.

And the politicians wonder why the American people have gone off the reservation and formed TEA Parties…

Which brings up the illegal immigration issue.  Obozo, in his typical arrogant anti-American fashion, praises a foreign country and disses his own –

image What part of “illegal” do the politicians, attorneys, and other assorted morons not understand?

The longer that the healthcare legislation is being examined, the more of a Charlie-Fox that legislation is being revealed to be.  Examinations are showing that the legislation is the exact opposite of the promises of the Congress and Obozo.  Hang on to your wallets, America, it’s coming.

I do not oppose Obozo for the color of his skin, I oppose him for the ideology, policies and practices that he represents.  From the time that he took office, he has just about justified all my concerns.  An article in The Weekly Standard states some of the concerns that I had much better than I can:

Most striking is his unbounded faith in government—and an equally unbounded faith in his own abilities as a self-proclaimed transformational leader. Then there is his contempt (not too strong a word, in my judgment) for the private sector. Government, he seems to think, is a supermagnet for supersmart idealists from academia, while the business world is populated by dullards motivated by a crass and shortsighted desire for profit.

Obama apparently believes that government should be able to stop all man-made disasters before they happen. “As we continue our response effort,” he said, “we’re also moving quickly on steps to ensure that a catastrophe like this never happens again.” In fact, neither he nor anyone else can “ensure” any such outcome, unless he proposes to call an end to all of the progress that has been made since the beginning of the industrial revolution, if not before.

In his analysis of the situation, Obama has been quick to blame this disaster on the supposed sins of free enterprise and private companies seeking private gain, the public be damned. Without citing any evidence of wrongdoing, he talked about the “oil industry’s cozy and sometimes corrupt relationship with government regulators” and how that has meant “little or no regulation at all.” Clearly, it does not occur to him that the oil companies have a powerful motive to self-regulate—in light of the physical threat to their own workers and the huge potential damage to the long-term viability of their companies that awaits anything less than an exceptional safety performance.

In thinking so poorly of business and business people, it may be only natural for Obama to look upon himself and his friends from academia as being​—well—a cut above the ordinary (and quite possibly corrupt) people doing actuarial work for insurance companies, or toiling in the engineering departments of companies like BP. This holier-than-thou, smarter-than-everyone-else ivory tower elitism has unfortunately become a defining element of the Obama presidency.

And that is exactly one of the concerns that I have with Obozo – he is an academic without real work experience.  Thus, he believes that theory will work in reality.  We all know how well that works…

There is a lot more that I could write on concerning the Administration’s neglect on calling a terrorist a terrorist (especially when tied to radical Islam), lack of support for our troops, and apparently turning against our long-time ally Israel.  Then we have the economy and high unemployment while increasing the national debt to spend the country’s way to prosperity.  There is one truth in all of this – we are in trouble as a country, and Obozo does not have the competence nor has the competence around him to get this country back on track.  Hubris is a terrible weakness, and We The People will be paying the price.

“The natural cure for an ill-administration, in a popular or representative constitution, is a change of men.”Alexander Hamilton, Federalist No. 21, 1787

Crudezilla, King of All Spills (1954)

From Iowahawk:

In the dark, storm-tossed Sea of Japan, workers in helmets and jumpsuits wrestle a drilling rig on a lonely oil platform.

NARRATOR
This is the sea. Beneath its depths lies a fantastic secret world hidden to mankind for millions of centuries. And now, armed with the latest technology and rush drilling permits, mankind is about to awaken that world from its long slumber — and unleash its oily fury.

WORKER #1 (saluting, bowing, throwing fist in air)
Most honored supervisor! Reporting drilling shaft ready. For the glory of Nippon Petroleum!

WORKER #2
Sir! Truly this shaft is one bad mother…

SUPERVISOR
Shut your mouth!

WORKER #2 (bowing profusely)
But honorable supervisor! I speak only of shaft!

SUPERVISOR
You men have performed honorably. Tonight there will be extra rations of sake and blowfish! And now as we lower the shaft, let us gather to sing the anthem of Nippon Petroleum Heavy Industries.

WORKERS (singing)
Nippon Petroleum, pride of Japanese nation
Forever we shall strive for greater lubrication.
With stalwart hearts we drill for shareholder good
‘Til up from the depths comes the bubbling crude.
Black gold, Texas tea!

As the worker continue to sing, the spinning diamond-tipped shaft burrows ever lower into the watery depths. When it hits the ocean floor, a mysterious black oily flume is unleashed. Under the intense subsurface pressure the flume begins to coagulate into a hideous 500-foot tall monster — Crudezilla has been awoken.

WORKERS
… quality friction reduction is our sacred motto… Whuh-uhhh?!?!

workers form terrified group hug

WORKER #3 (pointing)
Look! Arising from the surface… a terrible monster!

WORKER #4 (pointing)
Holy Shitake! Run for it!

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH

Panic ensues as Crudezilla lumbers toward the platform, spewing a 1000-foot long stream of flame from its nostrils. Terrified workers are tossed like rag dolls into the sea when Crudezilla grabs the platform and thrashes it to and fro. A surviving worker crawls to the communication room and desperately radios Nippon Petroleum HQ.

WORKER #5
Headquarters! Come in, come in headquarters! Mayday! This is Miyagi Platform Station 2! I repeat – mayday!

RADIO OPERATOR #1
Come in Miyagi!

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH

RADIO OPERATOR #2
What is that noise, Miyagi? Is it a typhoon?

WORKER #5 (shielding eyes)
No! It… is… Crudezillaaaa! Aiiiieeeee!

Crudezilla topples the platform into the churning sea, and the radio goes dead. The two radio operators exchange terrified looks. Dissolve to the map room of Nippon Petroleum Heavy Industries, buzzing with worried executives.

YAMAMOTO (president of Nippon Petroleum)
Gentlemen! Gentlemen, please! Enough of this bickering! Let us focus our attention on stopping Crudezilla before it reaches the mainland!

NAKAMURA
But sir, our best engineers have been working on it around the clock. Everything we try only seems to make Crudezilla more powerful. This monster is invincible!

YAMAMOTO
Where is the creature now?

NAKAMURA
Sir, our radar planes place it 100 kilometers from the coast, bearing straight for Fukushima prefecture.

YAMAMOTO
Gentlemen, we must act now, or we all will be totally Fukushima-ed. Nakamura, bring me the finest engineering mind in all of Japan — the one man who knows how to stop the rise of the oceans and make the earth heal itself.

NAKAMURA
You mean…

YAMAMOTO
Yes. Professor Obamasawa.

dissolve

NARRATOR
This is the teaching laboratory of Baraku Obamasawa, Japan’s greatest living scientist. A world renowned expert with an advanced degree in social engineering from Hokkaido Law School, by the age of 23 he had already written 2 textbooks on the world’s strangest phenomenon — himself. His is a science so advanced that he has already earned a Nobel Prize for work he has yet to begin. Today, he is showing students his latest discovery.

OBAMASAWA
… now note as I apply a blowtorch to this pile of 10 million yen, it is converted to ash — thereby creating jobs for these two janitors from the Nippon Custodian Union.

students applaud wildly

STUDENTS
Domo arigato, sensei! We are very honored to be your students. [giggle] You have given us hope and tingles up our kimonos!

OBAMASAWA
Thank you boys — as a man of science, the honor is all mine. Ah, Mr. Yamamoto, Mr. Nakamura! To what do I owe this pleasure? Donating to to my research fund again?

YAMAMOTO
I am afraid not, professor. We come on a grave matter of the utmost urgency. May I speak to you privately?

OBAMASAWA
Most certainly, Mr. Yamamoto! It is the least I can do for my largest benefactor. Excuse me, students? Students, may I have your attention? Class dismissed — but remember those haiku odes to me are due Monday! Now Yamamoto, what was this emergency you wanted to speak about?

YAMAMOTO
Professor, last evening one of our oil rigs unleashed a hideous gargantuan monster from beneath the sea. If it isn’t stopped in the next 48 hours, it could destroy all of Japan.

OBAMASAWA
Mmm hmm. I see. Go on.

YAMAMOTO
And crush the stock price of Nippon Petroleum.

OBAMASAWA
And so, if I understand this, your point is…

YAMAMOTO
And no more contributions to your research fund.

OBAMASAWA
Oh my God. Mr. Yamamoto, this is indeed the greatest crisis we have ever faced. I will convene an emergency scientific study group and have my recommendations for you, after afternoon golf.

dissolve; back at Nippon Petroleum HQ

YAMAMOTO
Professor, thank you for coming. We are eager to hear your recommendations.

OBAMASAWA (in front of projected map)
Time is of the essence, gentlemen, so allow me to get straight to the point. Crudezilla is here. Japan is here. Crudezilla is moving like this, at a particular speed, toward Japan. So to prevent damage, you must first stop Crudezilla.

NAKAMURA
Yes.

OBAMASAWA
Exactly. Stop Crudezilla.

YAMAMOTO
Yes.

OBAMASAWA
Yes what?

NAKAMURA
Yes, we need to stop Crudezilla.

OBAMASAWA
Yep.

YAMAMOTO
But how?

OBAMASAWA
How what?

YAMAMOTO
How are we suppose to stop Crudezilla? Wasn’t that what you were supposed to tell us?

OBAMASAWA
Look man, I’m a scientist, not some kinda nit-picky details freak. If you wanted that kind of stuff you should have been more specific. Geez, gimme a couple hours and I’ll see if my research assistants can come up with a Plan B.

dissolve; Obamasawa and team on Fukushima beach. A bustling group of photographers and reporters tails Obamasawa as he studiously examines sea shells and washed-up kelp.

NAKAMURA
What the hell is he doing?

YAMAMOTO
Let the man do his work. This genius our only hope.

OBAMASAWA
Crisis averted, gentlemen. As you can see, Plan B came off without a hitch.

YAMAMOTO
Plan B?

OBAMASAWA
Do you remember when the twin wind monsters Katrina and Midea destroyed General Bushido? Science shows that to avoid panic, the public must see their top authorities taking charge of the situation. And that I am carefully scouring the beach for tar rocks and stuff. Luckily, Midea is now a friendly monster, and…

WOMAN REPORTER
Aiieee! Crudezilla!!

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH

Crudezilla storms the beach, stomping oily mudholes of flattened TV reporters.

OBAMASAWA
Run!

*****************

YAMAMOTO
Have you mapped out Plan C, Professor? Crudezilla is stomping toward Mt. Fuji, and Nippon Petroleum is already down 4.74 in heavy trading!

OBAMASAWA
Just putting the final touches on it now. Gentlemen, as we all know, the root cause of Crudezilla is Japan’s unhealthy dependence on fossil fuel. Therefore I have constructed this highly scientific draft legislation to  mandate accelerated depreciation tax credits for green energy technology and hybrid vehicles.

NAKAMURA
Will it save Yokohama?

OBAMASAWA
Guaranteed! Plus it will create or save over 10 million jobs.

dissolve; verdant wind farm at the foot of Mt. Fuji

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH

Crudezilla flails wildly, knocking over row after row of windmills; stomps solar panels

WOMAN IN CAR
Go faster Hideki! Crudezilla is gaining on us!

MAN IN CAR
I can’t! The new mandatory nationwide speed limit is 55!

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH

WOMAN IN CAR
Aieeee!

Crudezilla lifts car from road with chopsticks made from trees, devours like sashimi roll

*****************

OBAMASAWA
Okay, okay! Stop rushing me! Geez, give a scientist a little freakin’ time to think here. Umm, okay, how about if we formed a kamikaze attack of movie actors?

NAKAMURA
That was Plan M.

OBAMASAWA
Awareness-raising telethon?

YAMAMOTO
Died in the Nielsen overnights.

OBAMASAWA
Giant rocket skates?

NAKAMURA
Acme Nippon is still working out the bugs.

OBAMASAWA
Have we tried dressing up a high-voltage electric tower as a sexy lady Crudezilla?

YAMAMOTO
Twice. Plan V-Blonde and Plan V-Brunette.

OBAMASAWA
Dammit, it’s time to start thinking out of the scientific box! Wait a minute… wait a minute… why didn’t I think of this before? Gentlemen, I’ve think got it! If we are going to stop Crudezilla, we have to take the direct approach, and meet him head on.

NAKAMURA
Meaning?

OBAMASAWA
Meaning we have to get the Diet in Tokyo to pass comprehensive national monster insurance. Get Speaker Perosi on the telephone. Let us pray Plan F-6 isn’t too late!

Dissolve to skyline of Tokyo, as Crudezilla lumbers through the streets, smashing trains and punching buildings

DIET SPEAKER NANAKO PEROSI
All in favor, say ‘aye’…

DIET
AYE!

PEROSI
By unanimous consent, the ayes have it. Let the voters rejoice that with this 12,000 page bill, Japan is finally free of the threat of giant monst…. AIEEEE!

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH

Crudezilla rips the roof from the capitol and unleashes a huge blast of flame, turning it into a giant hibachi

MAN ON STREET
It is Crudezilla! And he’s eating a Diet rich in protein!

*****************

OBAMASAWA
Gentlemen, I am afraid I have terrible news. My approval ratings are down 12 points. Therefore I have developed the ultimate plan — Plan GKW-17(b). The equipment you’ll need is in this velvet-lined box.

YAMAMOTO
Knives? You expect to stop Crudezilla with knives?

OBAMASAWA
They’re not for him, you moron! They’re for you! I have directed my scientific assistant Eriku Hodero to charge Nippon Petroleum with criminal negligence in the case of Crudezilla v. Japan.

YAMAMOTO
But you said you took full responsibility!

OBAMASAWA
Yes. Full responsibility for making sure you take the honorable way out. You have disgraced your family and nation! And now it is time for you and your entire engineering staff to do your sacred duty!

LITTLE MIU OBAMASAWA
Daddy, did you plug the Crudezilla yet?

OBAMASAWA
No, Miu honey. Not yet. Now please go play in your room, daddy’s friends are busy with ritual seppuku.

YAMAMOTO
Bansai!! Ughh…

Little Miu skips to her room and looks dreamily out her window. Suddenly a giant eye glares into the room — the eye of Crudezilla.

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH

LITTLE MIU
Oh, hello! I know you are. You’re Crudezilla. Daddy and his friends have been trying to stop you, but I think they’re wrong. I don’t think you’re a bad monster. You’re just misunderstood.

Little Miu pets Crudezilla on his snout

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH?

LITTLE MIU
If it wasn’t for you, Daddy couldn’t take me and my sister on all those fun jet plane rides and motorcades. That’s why I want to be your friend! Please, Crudezilla, can’t we be friends?

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH

OBAMASAWA
What in the world is that noise… Miu! Get away from that window!

LITTLE MIU (standing protectively in front of Crudezilla)
No Daddy! [sobbing] No, no! Please, don’t hurt him! Crudezilla is my best friend! Just because he’s big and oily and breaths fire and stomps people doesn’t make him bad! Oh please Daddy, no!

OBAMASAWA
Holy sushi, Miu — you’re right! You’re absolutely right. And you’ve just given me the best plan yet.

dissolve; press conference with Professor Obamasawa at the podium, between Miu and Crudezilla

OBAMASAWA
Ladies and Gentlemen, I am pleased to announce that I have reached a tentative agreement with Mr. Crudezilla to work as peace partners for East Asian regional stability. It is time for us to rise above the tired old politics of who stomped who, and who incinerated what. In his new role as president of Nippon Nationalized Petroleum, Mr. Crudezilla will work tirelessly to insure justice and jobs for Japan’s immigrant monster communities. Questions?

REPORTER
Professor Obamasawa, how do you respond to the latest reports of your ties to corruption in Shikego prefecture?

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH

Crudezilla roasts reporter to a crisp

LITTLE MIU
And don’t forget to look for my new Hello Crudie collectibles. Coming to a Sanrio store near you!

CRUDEZILLA
SKREEEOOONCHHH

The End