Sunday, March 23, 2008

same as it ever was?...





ahh, greedy fuckers living the mantra "privatize the profit, socialize the risk" being bailed out by our money. it's wonderful. let's hope another Republican great depression isn't underway, even though we should have a total economic freeze right now if the market were really "free," like so many half-read knee-jerk types think.

3 Comments:

Blogger django said...

I had a feeling that wasn't taken from Fox News! :-)
And most of us are, say, three or four months away from that if we lose our jobs or someone in the family is hospitalized.
When I asked Kendra recently, "how do those Republican politicans sleep at night?" She answered,
"very nicely...and on a much better bed than you or I will ever own." She's right. These Bush-ites and their lackeys in congress (I live in one of those "safe" Republican districts) believe they are on a mission, and you and I are the ones who are in THEIR way...stopping them from cutting taxes on the wealthy, from handing out corporate welfare and bail-outs to huge multi-national banks, and from occupying Iraq for 100 years. How inconsiderate of us!

BILL S.

10:03 PM  
Blogger Father Luke said...

Yes, Sir. Same as it ever was

My lesson becomes:
Seek the good and praise it.

If I get caught in my hate
I'm useless.

- -
Okay,
Father Luke

2:14 PM  
Blogger christopher cunningham said...

a fucking harrowing and disgusting tale illustrating the savagery our species is capable of inflicting upon our fellow man.

but you are correct rev; it becomes a matter of dedicating ourselves to a pursuit of the worthwhile in life and making a determined effort at turning the hatred into energy for change.

a good poem won't stop the plummeting dollar or the raised axe handle in the dark, but it helps us find our legs after the train's run us over. a good song. a dance in the fields under a harvest moon. five seconds of soaking wet rest before the storm returns.

socialism for the rich, capitalism for the poor. but the rich didn't create jazz, didn't create bluegrass, didn't create the hard edged literary line we all love, didn't create thick van Gogh paint no matter how much dough they made off the backs of the creators.

"praise the good..."

endurance is about manufacturing hope despite ourselves...

3:03 PM  

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