Independence Day or just "the Fourth" ?
an argument starts over cheap brands of beer
... well, whatever they're having up there in some fluorescent lit room arranged around plastic chairs surrounded by tawdry curtains deep in a bomb proof bunker, all their generals and spooks and quants and geek analysts and fanatics and megalomaniacs and sold-out scientists and lock step murdering physicians and department heads of redundant regulatory agencies and suit pant wearing un-elected minor gods giving Equity a bad name - don't forget the lawyers! - and all the dirty little political grubbers hustling for the very last buck, and, especially, the shrill shrieking protesters of every diversionary item imaginable as they flush their children's lives straight down the toilet, all that psychopathic fervor, all of it, huddled around maps and charts and models and behavioral statistics and propaganda, don't forget all those lovely variations of the Stanford Experiment! - spitballing more cockamamie ideas on how best to rule the world (under a UN banner so as "not to have any more wars" - Ha!) seeing as how they've done so well in the past with hundreds upon thousands upon millions of innocent people DEAD, presided over by some place mat pontiff with the personality of a dish rag who got his job in exchange for Barry getting the Nobel (who also wrote the Carbon Exchange regulations as imagined by those millionaire grifters, Ken Lay, Blood and Gore):
an argument starts over cheap brands of beer
... well, whatever they're having up there in some fluorescent lit room arranged around plastic chairs surrounded by tawdry curtains deep in a bomb proof bunker, all their generals and spooks and quants and geek analysts and fanatics and megalomaniacs and sold-out scientists and lock step murdering physicians and department heads of redundant regulatory agencies and suit pant wearing un-elected minor gods giving Equity a bad name - don't forget the lawyers! - and all the dirty little political grubbers hustling for the very last buck, and, especially, the shrill shrieking protesters of every diversionary item imaginable as they flush their children's lives straight down the toilet, all that psychopathic fervor, all of it, huddled around maps and charts and models and behavioral statistics and propaganda, don't forget all those lovely variations of the Stanford Experiment! - spitballing more cockamamie ideas on how best to rule the world (under a UN banner so as "not to have any more wars" - Ha!) seeing as how they've done so well in the past with hundreds upon thousands upon millions of innocent people DEAD, presided over by some place mat pontiff with the personality of a dish rag who got his job in exchange for Barry getting the Nobel (who also wrote the Carbon Exchange regulations as imagined by those millionaire grifters, Ken Lay, Blood and Gore):
Back away from the buffet, jive asses!
This ain't no peace protest!
All your stuff are belong to us!
What? You think I'm joking? Nobody has control. That's just vanity. So, are you coming, or not?
This was the very last Independence Day.
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