Temporary Annual Death
Every year you die on me
Every year you lie
Filled with so much life in April
By August you’ve surprisingly packed for October
With November comes the usual reminder
That April is deciduously in on it
Every year you lie to me
Every year you die
Some Days
Some days…
I don’t know why Vietghanistan, Pakistan, Yemen, or Iran…wouldn’t want our brand of morality shoved down their throats via nanny Petraeus? The ‘Fantasy Slut League’ in Piedmont, California seems to be quite the mind-numbing success!
I don’t know why the debates never mention how good we are at killing brown-skinned kids via Petraeus, but I thought for sure they might this time…mention al Qanada?
I mean, come on! Boeing’s got a new missile to sell to Homeland Security, the DoD and Petraeus? Why aren’t the ungrateful school districts and cash strapped cities, counties and Homeland police states… discussing where all the money is actually spent?
I also don’t understand at during times like these…when our wars are ongoing while never-ending…how it is that Spokane can afford a few thousand dollars for the arts? Art? I don’t think I’m alone ‘in thinking’…that I don’t want any of Boeing’s missile profits wasted on art.
I don’t – I this – I that – ‘I think’ – therefore iAppleWhatsitAm.
some days it pays to
some days it’s also good to have big hands
Related articles
- CIA Wants More Drones, Officials Say (huffingtonpost.com)
A Crumb of Fall’s Austerity Bread
i miss Fall all year
i also miss Reagan’s grilled cheese sandwiches on bleached stale bread
the cheese wouldn’t melt
the cheese couldn’t melt
and no mold would grow upon my bleached stale bread
austerity is sort of like Fall
in that it keeps coming back when we least expect it
i miss Fall all year
maybe this time the cheese will melt
and perhaps the mold might grow upon my bleached stale bread
Beer Farts and FBI Self-Thwarted Terrorist Plots
It’s that day again. The day where we ignore the crimes of the few – so that the FBI has something to do ~ The Vigilant Lens, May Day 2012
It’s late in the first quarter of this, The Most Glorious Corporate Homeland Bowl 1924 – 2012…and “they’re” just making fun of us at this point.
Secret internal FBI memo question: How many successful, self-thwarted fake FBI terrorist plots will it take? The secret internal answer? Incredibly — approximately 17,782.
Being that my contact at the Boeing desk in the Seattle Fusion Center knows too much about pretty much everything…I can tell you that you might as well just watch Will Ferrell sell some shitty beer.
Rage Against Looking Forward
Ellsberg Moving Forward in Flex-cuffs
I remember when Rage Against the Machine were trying to tell us something
Mostly during the reign of Clinton
That now seems a little ironic
I remember meeting Daniel Ellsberg in handcuffs — as well as when he was not
Daniel says it’s time to vote for the lesser evil
Because we don’t have a choice
This too seems a little ironic
Romney is a Mormon
Bruce Jessen is also a Mormon who tortured POW’s for the CIA
Bruce lives in Spokane, where Mormons live as well
There’s a torture school just up the hill from Spokane
President Obama looked forward…
Bruce Jessen is still free to be a Mormon in Spokane
Ironic?
Only if a reversal of expectation has occurred
And that actually never happens here
Crawford’s Winnsboro
Every so often, something occurs in Texas that scares the profit out of the profitable ~ The Vigilant Lens
Winnsboro, Texas, is about 7,000 Bush Brush Cuttin miles from Crawford — but it might as well be Karl Rove spittin’ distance — because yet another idiot Bush-like war is upon us.
The players have changed, but the game remains the same: False Prophets for Profit.
If you’re able, join in with the landowners, the liberals, the Occupiers, and the Teabangers in Winnsboro. They’re all fighting the corporate takeover, which as the frightened profitable’s know — are the same battles we fought in Crawford — Oakland — Zuccotti and Seattle.
Every so often, something occurs in Texas…
The War on Gum
your wars your wars
are my wars
my wars my wars
are yours
your wars your wars
are my wars
my wars
my wars
are yours
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