Friday, September 2, 2011

Dick Cheney, War Criminal and Chicken Hawk Deluxe

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

'May your noses always be cold and wet'.

Dick Cheney, I believe some might classify you as not being a very nice person. I wonder, however, if being psychopathic and possessing an obesity of self importance, whether it made you too nice to be considered not very nice. I refer to this trenchant article from contemporary mass media, which I will paraphrase for a short while, including actual commentary from the text and then link it at the end of my efforts; “I was a rather, poultry plump, child whose parents controlled their weight problems by smoking and drinking. As I reached an age, I attempted to control mine through masturbation but I couldn’t actually reach my genitals. The best I could accomplish was to roll just enough to the side to be able to stick my fingers into my ass, which gave me a momentary sense of greater unity but then my hand fell asleep from the pressure of the weight upon it and I subsequently lost the leverage to be able to turn myself in my bed and free my hand.

“I reached, in all the directions I could reach (with my free hand), for my cellphone (seeking to call for help) but I could not find it. I could hear it ringing and though it seemed far away, it seemed close too. After what seemed like hours, my parents returned and, with the help of several neighbors, they were able to extract my hand from my ass and my cellphone followed of its own accord. Unfortunately my cellphone was no longer operative, due to its residence in a particular nether region. I have struggled with my weight all my life and have come to the conclusion that I am horizontally challenged due to my being too nice.” This is a riveting read.

Well Dick, what I am wondering is, having read the article, do you see parallels between this woman’s story and your own unfortunate state of being, as an accessory to the murder of millions of people? Were the hands with which you might have accomplished so much good, also occupied in a similar manner, for similar reasons? Was it while engaged in the same personal activities that you discovered your hand puppet, Lil’ Georgie? These are questions that need to be asked Dick.

It is my fervent hope that neither you, nor the reader, will feel offended by the content and direction of this posting. I find it impossible to write about you, without engaging in the profane and scatological. We live in coprophagial times, Dick. I’m wondering if there is a connection between the times in which we live, for which you and your associates are largely responsible, and this unfortunate woman’s dilemma of being too nice. Is she an example of society’s reaction to your not being very nice at all?

Dick (can I call you Dick?), you worked for Richard Nixon back in the early days and since then you have been a malignant boil on the ass of humanity. Whether this is the result of a deep and abiding hostility for the human race, or simply the result of humanity searching for its cellphone, to call for help, is for the historians to decide. The good news is that it is people like you, who decide what the historians will write and certainly people like yourself who determine which of these efforts will see the light of day.

We’re not surprised that your heart attacked you or that your daughter (PC alert!!!) won’t go near men, due to your outstanding work on her emotional body, though her mental body remained programmed and intact, to assist you in your work. As I look over the sum of your industry in this world, I can think of only one positive act that you have committed in your entire life; you shot a lawyer in the face, albeit, a half hearted, bird shot effort. They say the heart is a lonely hunter and yours has run so hard and so far in fear, shame and self loathing that it too is now lodged in some nether region.

Like some denatured woodland creature, you now seek to foul your nest before you have even left it, by saying bad things about your partners in crime. I’ll bet if you were in the dock you would sing like a bird.

I’m fairly competent in the use of words but I am rendered speechless in my attempts to reach a definition or describe you. All I can come up with are things like, “you vicious, evil sonofabitch” and “you monstrous low to the ground, blood sucking, shit-weasel” These don’t get the job done, Dick. These could certainly be applied to lesser men, whose works resemble your own, on a smaller scale, but they just can’t approach the dimension of your vile escapades on this tormented planet.

Your intellectual progeny now seek to destroy fresh nations, whose leaders are like Jesus Christ in comparison to you. I won’t attempt to list the extent of your accomplishments, there are too many of them and there are, no doubt, many more that we are unfamiliar with. I can list some of the highlights; Your direct involvement in the commission of the 9/11 attacks, your concerted efforts to bring about the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq, under false pretenses, based on acts committed by you and your Zio-Nazi, super swine in arms, who, like yourself, were conceived in some dark recess of Hell; some laboratory of the damned that bears a striking similarity to The Island of Dr. Moreau on steroids. You and your partners in crime are Klingons in the Devil’s anus; animate shit golems, with hands and hearts of fire and ice.

When you watch the news from Libya and other parts of the world; when you see events that you are directly or indirectly complicit in, Dick, do you play with yourself? Does your family watch or do they sit by your side with similarly busy hands? Is this why your heart has fled? Has it run into darkness, due to the frenzy of your celebrations, rather than in horror at your acts? It wouldn’t have been a normal heart by any definition at any time, Dick. Do you dream of dark things still unaccomplished? Is there will and time enough to seek new opportunity to complete your unfinished business?

You and Rumsfeld and Rice, Wolfowitz, Pearle and Feith (sounds like a law firm doesn’t it), certainly did a job on the world and despite everything, all of you are still defiant, defensive and still on the job, in one way or another. You’re beyond my ken, all of you. I engage in my own version of remote viewing and all I can fathom is the remoteness. It’s a thick brimming darkness, where Leviathan dwells, unless you and your crew have already had him for dinner, instead of the other way around. All of you should be eternally bound victims in an endlessly looping, slasher flick but that is not enough. This is why vengeance and judgment cannot be mine. I do not possess the imagination necessary to make the punishment fit the crimes, only the cosmos has the depth and ingenuity to determine what that should be.

The mind numbing mystery and incongruity of it all is that you have not a care of what waits around the corner. There seems to be no awareness at all of what is surely to come for you and your fellows and minions. You are like those brave bomber and fighter pilots of the modern era, who deal flaming death from the skies upon those without weapons and consider yourselves brave warriors. You gather in the watering holes and canteens and regale one another with your acts of courage. With your Freddy Mercury moustaches you imagine that “We are the Champions” is playing for you, when it’s more like the soundtrack to “Cruising”. Perhaps it is to be understood in that immense detachment, of distance and observation, of the generic Chickenhawk. You don’t know what it’s like down there, even though you are the cause of it.

You must believe your own press. You and your fellows who torture, confine and murder must be wearing special glasses, in which your heroism is clearly to be seen. I once offered to meet you and Lil’ George in combat for the fate of humanity but I never heard from you, even thought you were to be armed with knives to offset your handicaps. No doubt your busy schedule precluded this.

Dick, that burning eternal darkness approaches closer by the hour. One day will be the day and there will be dancing in the street, even if it is only me. I’ll take a large dose of ketamine and go into my hyper-viewing mode. I wouldn’t want to miss the action on the other side of the Mobius strip. For the moment, I’m going to root for Colonel Khadaffi, a man of more honor and courage than you will ever know.

End Transmission.......

Visible sings:


siamsam said...

I sort of get the impression that you don't like this guy :)

Chinese Sneakers said...

Nice rip, bro'.

You did some damage. And it needed saying.

But it's also true that the guy is almost too monstrous to even fathom.

Have always wondered, for instance, how he gets to be on the board of J.I.N.S.A.--?

PNAC, anyone?

Anonymous said...

Another excellent offering, Les. I imagine PIE must be extremely difficult to write. After reading and thinking about this monster I felt like I had soiled myself and needed to shower. I try to wean myself away from giving these hideous excuses of life any thought cuz they bring out murderous thoughts. I
remind myself that nothing I could conceive for those of such ilk would compare to what the One may have in mind for them. I hope at that point I will be too busy learning something new and enjoying my fellow companions to care about their fate.

Richard said...

More and more Visible, keep on keeping on, please.
Do you wear some kind of protection, and if you do what is the nature of it, as you remote view this kind of black hole POS?
So many of us have had to endure the presence of people such as Dick and man it is impossible to BREATHE in their presence, even though they are logarithmic scales below Dick-y.
So any tips on 'protection', half grin half-grimace, is much appreciated.
The damage to the emotional body is the key, it seems to bring about the anaesthesia necessary for these kinds of acts, for the complete lack of empathy Dick and his ilk demonstrate for decades. Of course a good deal of cowardice needs to be applied a sort of spice for that soup of carnage and body parts.
Time for the Shiva/Shakti dance with Kali.
Woof woof from the Dog Nation.

Anonymous said...


You're right, it's impossible to adequately describe this SOB, but one thing is for sure, he is a LIAR.
And all those pathetic, insignificant talking heads who so blindly and obediently help promote his "book" (leno, scarborough and lauer, etc.), should go to hell. They make me sick.


P.S. I look forward to hearing Mr. Willis read this!

Noor al Haqiqa said...

There are things on this planet almost too loathsome for words. This creature rates up near the top.

I have read of his personal sexual exploits as written by Kathy O'Brien and he used her absolutely savagely. Interestingly, when her charges became public, he never even challenged her ~ nor did his partner in crime George the Daddy.

His son ... oops, daughter.... is a chip off the old block but I doubt any can match dick for pure evil.

The Inuit have at least a hundred words for snow. It would be good to have a few to describe black holes like Cheney better, but you do a great job of it.

Anonymous said...

I knew there was a reason that I reserve the use of the term "dick-smacker" for the scum-of-the-earth types. I'm not just saying this either. (Way too many people are just sayin').


Sergej said...

A "riveting read" indeed :D

I also couldn't imagine the appropriate punishment. Let's hope Gadaffi fucks them over properly. The Russian puppets got their piece of the cake it seems, they recognized the TNC butchers government as of yesterday.

Sergej said...

Here's Lizzy Phelan live from the front in Zlitan. What a courageous woman!

Here you can see the humanitarian work of ZATO:!

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

"The Island of Dr. Moreau" AKA "The Island of Lost Souls" is a horribly demonic metaphor come to life during this Kali Yuga.

Such chimeras are now reality..

H.G. Wells, the author of the novel denounced the film after seeing it and Charles Laughton, a close friend of H.G. Wells', was an animal lover who was so traumatized by the scenes of vivisection and barbarism that he would never again visit a zoo for the remainder of his life because it made him ill.

As a child I vividly remember this movie and having nightmares afterwards. I can still hear the music..

This movie was banned in several countries, in England until the late 60's.

How very appropriate a metaphor for Bush, Cheney, Kissinger and all the rest.

"Are we not men?"

Sergej said...

As it seems they used depleted uranium bombs on the water reservoir system that transports water for 70% of the country AND they bombed the pipe factory to make repairs impossible. Damn killers! And I'm especially pissed because I saw them doing the same contrived bloodbath in Yugoslavia live for several years and know all that MSM media bullshit from a mile away. Being forced to watch it again is really hard.

Anonymous said...

It's about getting the masses to give a shit about all this that is the challenge. I'm in your choir but have few people around to sing with.

WV Hahas


Anonymous said...

ruthless in error
old man cheney
gobbles up children
turns citys to gravy
reduced by war
collapse and deception
starvation and chaos
a societal infection
in the mind of a psychopath
where evil intefered
the stagnated position
pinpointed by fear
of lies that were mongered
under falsehoods intent
the desolation that arises
draws the fall of false pretence


Anonymous said...

One might very well imagine that Bill Hicks also saw Dick Cheney together with Rush Limbaugh and company but had the courtesy of sparing his audience the nauseating description of this mans performance.


Visible said...

Protection? Seek the presence of the divine, it comes with the territory.

Richard said...

I suspected you would respond in this manner, needed to confirm.
Yeah, it is the only thing I have found that works, the presence of the Divine, covering in the Love, is the only shield.
Love and Peace that comes from Dharmic acts.
Time to Dance.
Woof woof from the Dog Nation

Anonymous said...

My brother, my dear friend;

Thank you for bringing me to the water'n hole and being patient enough to understand it would take this horse's arse time to comprehend what I was drinking and why?

I'll be dancing in the streets next to you with a mouth full of fungus amongus!



gurnygob said...

Hi Les this might be of topic but I thought you might like to meet this man (108morris108) Maybe you have already heard of him. He is doing some good coverage on the Z-NATO war in Libya.
BTW, I loved the Dick Cheney profile. I almost feel sorry for him, (like I feel sorry for a sore head) considering what he has to face when he is called to justify his miserable existence on planet earth.

Peace and love


Anonymous said...

pierre said...

old fashioned now, but this is how they are when challenged. unfortunately in our sucky system they are not.
- Monty Python Brave Sir Robin.

and I did look up that new word, yukky (at least for non-infants)

wv: smsru. is that what you look like after a coprophagial S&M session, although I suspect not if you do it right. then again, it's the lack of control that they seek, to compensate for their perceptions, or offset the reality (I don't know).

Anonymous said...

Interestingly, is running a front page 'Best of the
Web' article called 'Dick Cheney, the Ultimate American Terrorist', by William Rivers Pitt via Truthout.

Is justice finally snapping at his heels, d'ya think? Or at least woken up long enough to get him in its sights?


Anonymous said...

For anyone who has read "Trance-formation of America" there are reports that large dick Cheney was engaged in torture of a more personal nature, for the sake of the NWO (and probably the Zio-ogres), MK Ultra, the CIA and so on. And this was decades prior to his stint as the VP.

Truly, there appears to be no end to this evil. Or perhaps there will be an end to it but so long as it rages uncontrolled, we may never be able to truly plumb the depths of it all.

Perhaps it really is for the sake of experience for the rest of us, in order that we may learn precisely how NOT to be and why. Perhaps there is a bigger and more important spiritual reason why people such as Cheney exist and why they do what they do. If so, then perhaps it will turn out to be worth it in the end, in some form or fashion. But until then, one shudders at the horror of it all.

Anonymous said...

Noor and Ghana
spite of having 'two left feet', and having stepped on many 'toes', not to speak of 'corns', that as per instructions of my grandpa, I find myself taking lessons in tango, in the land of those who invented it.

It is people such as yourselves that bring about this inspiration.
We have the right to make errors, after all we are human, we have the obligation to try to get it right the first time, after all we are also sparks of the Divine, The All Merciful........
Time to dance the Shiva/Shakti tango.

Woof woof from the Dog Nation.


est said...

the problem with this guy
is he's so sure he's right

don't worry
he will get his just desserts

one of the fascinating things
about dante's divine comedy

is his placement of his

within the circles of hell

according to their transgressions

the sin of pride - up top
the sin of murder - down low

unique to this guy
his soul will be
stretched above below
beyond and throughout
the infernal spectrum

have faith my friends
for then is purgatory

he will languish there
for an eternity

he will never reach paradise
but he won't be alone

Sergej said...

Seems like the fight in Lybia has only really started. The army still controls 70% of the country and there are heavy fights everywhere. There are Algerian troops in Lybia fighting on Lybian side and they just shot down a chopper with US mercenaries who mostly survived and are now in algerian custody. Looks like they were sent in to find and kill Gadhafis family members. The NAZO is still heavily bombing Sirte residential area and has so far killed at least 1500 civilians. In the "rebel" controlled areas, the mass murder on black Lybians is continuing unhindred, women and children being raped, tortured, beheaded, blinded and so on, a truly savage mass murder by mostly foreign killers.

Check this, now even the EAST(!) Lybian tribes (where the NAZO-"rebellion" started since they supposedly wanted Gadhafi to go) are rejecting the terrorist NTC in an official manifesto to the African Union:

Go Lybians, kick the shit out of them and send them back to hell where they belong!

al spense said...

Like a Night Club in the morning, you’re the bitter end.
Like a recently disinfected shit-house, you’re clean round the bend.
You give me the horrors
too bad to be true
All of my tomorrow’s
are lousy coz of you.
You put the Shat in Shatter
Put the Pain in Spain
Your germs are splattered about
Your face is just a stain

You’re certainly no raver, commonly known as a drag.
Do us all a favour, here... wear this polythene bag.

You’re like a dose of scabies,
I’ve got you under my skin.
You make life a fairy tale... Grimm!

People mention murder, the moment you arrive.
I’d consider killing you if I thought you were alive.
You’ve got this slippery quality,
it makes me think of phlegm,
and a dual personality
I hate both of them.

Your bad breath, vamps disease, destruction, and decay.
Please, please, please, please, take yourself away.
Like a death a birthday party,
you ruin all the fun.
Like a sucked and spat our smartie,
you’re no use to anyone.
Like the shadow of the guillotine
on a dead consumptive’s face.
Speaking as an outsider,
what do you think of the human race

You went to a progressive psychiatrist.
He recommended suicide...
before scratching your bad name off his list,
and pointing the way outside.

You hear laughter breaking through, it makes you want to fart.
You’re heading for a breakdown,
better pull yourself apart.

Your dirty name gets passed about when something goes amiss.
Your attitudes are platitudes,
just make me wanna piss.

What kind of creature bore you
Was is some kind of bat
They can’t find a good word for you,
but I can...


Anonymous said...


You're on fire les... Imagine if just a thousand-if not a million souled humans did the 'shine the light' exercise everyday up to the sacrificial holy day of 9/11 worlwide! the victims (everyone) the crimes (all of them)
3.visualize (or use the Sun) the brightest whitest light-grab that ball of light and hand it over to the true powers that be... ask/demand that this light be shined on all the perps of all the crimes committed against all the victims... as that light is shined on the perps-implore that they do the right thing for once in their meatbag existence and spontaneously combust to avoid living under that spotlight.

We can call it 'outed DEMONS outed' week or some such... :)

Whoever-what ever has been protecting them is no more! They have no protection under the light. Their masters won't even know their names. They stand alone, under the light. They can not lie anymore under the light. Their tongues are tied from any more lies. Their hands are tied from doing any more harm to any other being.

the gardener

kikz said...

well done.

A.Mouser said...

Great post Mr. Visible.

Greetings and thank you,


Visible said...

Visible Origami up-

Les Visible, Lord Buckley and Whatever.

Don Lorenson said...

"Mr. Richard Cheney is two-hundred and eighty-five pounds of condemned veal in a suit."
-- Gore Vidal

Sergej said...

@the gardener, I'm joining you

Modern Day Metal Making Alchemist at Work said...

One can feel the fearful tension in the gatekeepers as we approach the tenth anniversary of 911. Just run through the tripe being spewed by MSM and see "This is an opportunity for unity patriot crap."

For the sheeple this translates to: You will be immediately condemned if you dare to be seen as someone protesting the 110 story high shit pile of lies about office paper melting heavy steel core columns so don’t even try.

If they can just get over this memorial farce, they will have successfully buried the 911 inside job once and for all, like the assassinations of the Kennedy's Martin Luther King, Malcolm X etc.

This is a time (likely their last time) for 10 million Americans to go to New York and make a very loud statement about who they are and to take back some of their sovereignty from the blood thirsty dominatrix Zio-Banksters.

My bet is that none will show up and the eerie silence will only herald the death Nell of pathetic dying empire. George Carlin’s statement about having that big red white and blue dick shoved up your ass comes to mind. Sorry, but I just can’t bear to watch it.


Anonymous said...


Steve Rist said...

Methinketh you doth conjure up the spirit of Thompson gonzo-ing on Nixon whilst writing this sturm und drang....

Visible said...

A new Petri Dish is up-

The Eternal Night Time of the Eternally Damned.

Visible said...

A new Visible Origami is up-

To Divine, to Intuit and to Comprehend.

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up-

The End of the Road in the Rear View Mirror.

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up-

9/11 and The Big Smoke and Lie Machine.

Visible said...

A new Petri Dish is up-

The Ides of Something are Upon Us..

Isabel said...

I think it is necessary to be ever mindful that Cheney & all his ilk are NOT Men - they are legless, male creatures & being such, they are capable only of doing what similar legless creatures do: slither along the ground, in darkness, constitutionally incapable of doing anything of an "upright" nature. Cheney et al are incapable of being other than non-human. His heart is only a muscular pump, being devoid of even the remotest of manly feeling.

If he & his ilk believe they are yet to be rewarded, being below even Pharisaical par, they have it (their reward) coming to them!


Visible said...

A new Visible Origami is up-

On the Cups of the Moment in the Tightening Vise.

Anonymous said...

We should have an international day of celebration on the day Cheney dies,making sure his true character and deeds are justly identified and the lies which the media will no doubt broadcast are debunked.A march on his day of internment would be just the thing-displaying banners listing his crimes!

Anonymous said...

Thank you DP - Although I have only viewed a limited amount of your transmissions I find inspiration in much that I have uncovered.
This article brings a tear to my eye. As accountability will surely meet Dick and the many cohorts that dwell within his chamber of horrors.
A tear you ask? A tear of joy... knowing that day, I will not be dancing alone.

Thank you,

MC Knight

Anonymous said...

George Lucas fell short.

So money really isn't everything.


Steve Rist said...

Isn't it time to bring this feature back again?!

Asil said...

Dear Visible,
I don't know how I clicked on this when reading your current article. Anyway, I laughed my ass off remembering your fabulous critique of all the assholes. So true.