Leper Messiah elect

I was on my way to work today. I was listening to the B.M.A(cd)E. Best Metal Album Ever this morning. 'Master of Puppets' for those that don't know...it's not up for debate either. 'Leper Messiah' came on and after listening to the lyrics....I was thinking that Life imitates Art......this time around anyway. The president elect has become the 'Messiah'...the 'Chosen One'....the man who will save our souls from the evil in the world. 'Make a contribution and you'll get a better seat'....indeed. Gimme a fucking break. Nobody can trace large amounts of the 600 million in contributions to the Obama campaign...it's just all too much to not have an account of. The lyrics of the song can be transferred or related to anybody who acquires the kind of power that the Leper Messiah elect is about to have. Metallica obviously wrote the song after some of the 80's controversial Televangelists that eventually fell from grace. I've accepted what has come to pass. If people want what we deal with every year in Massachusetts then they will find out. One party system with no check and balance...Absolute Power corrupts Absolutely. Sure....this all sounds a little like a Cult of personality....and mass (heh...no pun intended) hysteria type stuff. I can't make this stuff up...I mean if the media wants a guy to be elected they will do everything and anything to get that guy elected. For those who used to rely on the news to get an unbiased report of actual news...well....you're out of luck. I've become really disenchanted with the media and all the talking heads. It seems like you have to seek out the truth and then research if it is in fact the truth. Journalism has died another death this year. The following lyrics are brought to you by Metallica....enjoy!

Spineless from the start, sucked into the part
Circus comes to town, you play the lead clown
Please, please
Spreading his disease, living by his story
Knees, knees
Falling to your knees, suffer for hid glory
You will

Time for lust, time for lie
Time to kiss your life goodbye
Send me money, send me green
Heaven you will meet
Make a contribution
And you’ll get a better seat
Bow leper messiah

Marvel at his trick, need your Sunday fix
Blind devotion came, rotting your brain
Chain, chain
Join the endless chain, taken by his glamour
Fame, fame. Infection is the game, stinking drunk with power
We see
Time for lust, time for lie
Time to kiss your life goodbye
Send me money, send me green
Heaven you will meet
Make a contribution
And you’ll get a better seat
Bow leper messiah

Witchery, weakening
Sees the sleep are gathering
Set the trap,
hypnotize now you follow

Time for lust, time for lie
Time to kiss your life goodbye
Send me money, send me green
Heaven you will meet
Make a contribution
And you’ll get a better seat
Bow leper messiah

Lie
-Metallica