[IMHO]

It’s that simple (reasoned and rubes alike). Follow the [money] pipeline. War and dare I say hydrocarbons. Numero uno pocketbook. Those in the know have always known..since folks @ the top 1st got the guts to shout, “Careful with that [Mil-IndComp] ax, Eugene!” Why is it that the richest fuckthumbs can do whatever ..and with impunity!? WHY!?

HATE towards a proscribed villain (even better if a religion) keeps the fuel a’burnin’ ..flames that stake claim to billions in trillion dollar contractual agreements between FUGLY dire ol’ men and the fuglier young men that do their bidding…knowingly. ..KNOWINGLY!! The grounds’ave been cultivated, seeds planted, watered, fertilized, toadies lined and counted, set on a course since way before it was pop to talk about it, demigogs sorted and fully implemented, WAR. Divide and conquer from the inside, provide a monster on the outside ..& deride!

& so all the cartoons and books and poems and important films and socially conscious speeches given by the likes of Professor Zinn et al. were CORRECT & directly to the grim point, pals. They (who’s they?) have the floor, and they (what they?) can destroy everything you and the loveliest real people you’ve known ever conversed about around a good fire beside moving (brine or clear) water humanities opportunities. & the bigger it gets, the bad[der] it’ll get ..unless the opposite..sets the balancing tone, builds the fulcrum, cuts through to th' bone, shoulders the stone, …or else until they (they they) fuckitallupbutgood then turn to the leftish to help them undo what their (their?) mindless infantile minds and hands have so needlessly done.

…Or it goes back to the seas again.

(But a lota good that’ll do.) ..And all for what? (Pitiful, ..we so too could’ve sweatlodged together beneath the flight of the red-tailed hawks.) OH MY JEEEZ, she sure was such a beautiful Earth, such a beautiful promise, so perfect an opportunity to thrive. (FUGLY f#cking liars for the regime!) The painful truth of this (really crappy scenario) may be why the giftedly foresighted folksters of the 20th Century have finally clammed up and gone inside.

Yikes.

[!Mick!!]