At The Gate

When I took the above photo, Cindy was at the gate of George W. Bush’s White House…using the intercom and asking him to man up and come outside.

George never came out, and a few years later, all we managed to get was more of the same.

Thank Samuel Adams Pale Ale, that at least the sameness…is now spoken in better English.

All of us are fenced off…but only a few of us are at the gate.

7.7 trillion dollars were “secretly” handed to the criminals of Wall Street, while we all fretted over the paltry 700 billion that we knew about.

There are only a few of us at the gate.

We hear that while conditions are bad in Saudi Arabia, we also like to pretend that they’re not somehow just as bad in Alabama.

7.7 trillion dollars.  Over 7 – motherfucking trillion dollars…and there’s only a handful of us at the gate.

Yeah buddy…those “illegal humans” who pick our GMO laden foods for us…yeah, they’re the problem.

Most of the Homeland’s walls have gates.  Why not occupy one?