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Showing posts with label 9/11. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 9/11. Show all posts

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The Bush Era Complacency [Today's News Poem, December 12, 2010]

The Bush Era Complacency [Today's News Poem, December 12, 2010]

We were too surprised to burn the offices
With the bosses locked inside to roast alive.
Paper airplanes carried our objections
Into bins to shred, recycle, print again.

Easy money won't explain itself—don't ask.
Wait instead for disappointment—better still
Just forget about it: life is blessing.
Bless yourself and shift the contracts; buy a house...

Yes, a place to watch the airplanes burn your work.
Watch your colleague jump the window, swim the air—
Never watch the end, just watch the leap of faith:
It is much the same as yours; you never feared

Before, so why obsess right now?
Just stay at home and watch a show
Of life before we traded it
For paper, gone to shreds or ash.

"it can be argued that Ralph Nader did to Gore what Ross Perot did to George H.W. Bush in 1992, that is, cost him the election."
—Brad Knickerbocker, The Christian Science Monitor, Staff Writer / December 12, 2010
http://www.csmonitor.com/USA/Politics/The-Vote/2010/1212/Ten-years-after-Bush-v.-Gore-the-fight-goes-on





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Thursday, February 18, 2010

What Was the Question? [Today's News Poem, Feb 18, 2010]

What Was the Question? [Today's News Poem, Feb 18, 2010]
"Violence not only is the answer, it is the only answer,"
--Andrew Joseph Stack

“Officials labeled the crash a criminal, not terrorist, attack. 'I consider this a criminal act by a lone individual,' said Police Chief Art Acevedo... The Web site was taken down on Thursday afternoon after a request from the Federal Bureau of Investigation, according to the president of the Web-hosting service.“

http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748703315004575073401102945506.html?mod=WSJ_hpp_MIDDLETopStories

The word was set by ancient scribes
In ledgers. Debt and credit tabs
Of clay permitted first some bribes—
With theft of state soon up for grabs.
A king would come with debt relief
Elites would take an oath and fief.
But justice always falls to greed
Usurper kings forget to heed
The history of whom they freed.
The only answer never needs
A question asked. It's not a deed;
It's more a way of life to bleed
The ones who claim we're chattel
To milk and herd like cattle.
The ones who tell us they are you;
That you (and I) are nothing new—
Are nothing more than cells—
Are patriotic shells.
The 'self' is just a spell
The liars like to tell.
We beat the German Reich,
But still we look alike:
They killed for Russian oil—
This shit just never spoils.
Just pay your tax, just shut your fucking lips.
They kill in sips until they drop the axe.

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