3 Apr 2006

Fuck Gamblers



Anthony Olszewski
Copyright 2003

A group of Marion and Greenville area residents publicly stated that they are directly descended from Native Americans. Specifically, they trace their lineage to a branch of the Lene Lenape tribe long thought to have been wiped out by Dutch settlers.

Chief Abraham "Fox-that-walks" Petz, owner of "Honest Abe's Pawnshop and Beeper Reconnection Service", says that the tribe has kept it existence secret to this day due to a fear of violence from "colonists and other newcomers." His brother, Martin Samuel Petz, notorious for his part in the Robert Vesco LSD for Alaskan Land deal, declined comment. Tribal Medicine Man, Leroy "Bear-that-stares" Smith would only say that Martin Samuel Petz is no longer a member of the tribe.

Leader of the Tribal Council, Salvatore "Crab-that-swims" Serratte, retired Business Agent of Teamster's Local 560, elaborated on the group's application to open a casino. "Given all the hardship and privation that we was forced to suffer, it's only right that some allowance be made." Salvatore Serratte is featured in another story today. (See below.) The tribe believes that their casino will eventually become "the crown jewel" in a massive recreational complex on the Jersey City waterfront. In their opinion, "this translates into prosperity for all residents of Jersey City."

Chief Petz, pointed to a boulder jutting out from the sidewalk in front of his shop. "That stone has been sacred to our tribe from time immemorial." An elderly neighborhood resident wondered aloud, "But Abe, I remember when your grand-daddy told the contractor that, since he wasn't going to pay no extra to get it tugged out, that rock was just having have to go set there."

The Indians Of New Jersey

Salvatore Serrate, Jersey City resident, was called to testify in front of a Grand Jury invesstigating illegal gambling activity in Hudson County. After an hour of evasive answers, the judge asked him, "Do you always answer a question with a question?" Salvatore replied, "Why do you ask that, your Honor?" The judge immediately delivered the sentence of 10 days.

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Also sprach Zarathustra to the brothasistahs lost out in the woods…
Rolling stones and hurricanes prime us for the rapid eye movement of whose dream?
A stairway to the dark side of the moon reveals an orchestrated King
singing the blues while sexual pistols whip Jesus’ son.
Who’s influence weens us?
Me and my friends gratefully raged against the machine for three days
in the shadow of the valley of the dead
so big brother and company held us down while the wind cried
nothing to be gained here (except copied rights),
Then a questing tribe of beastly boys found a digable plant
where a buffalo soldier picked up a Gideon’s bible from the Godfather
in joe’s garage (or was it in one of 200 motels?)
Anyway, on a Holiday, the pinball wizard boy (Billie)
followed his heart and stopped pretending he was the king of the little plastic castles
while education, missed in the house of the naked apes, evolved and mutated
into and with ~ Nature Art Love Truth ~ and we do too…
And somewhere over the rainbow dancing fools send clowns and purple rain
into imagine nations where everything is now sacred
and there are no more public enemies or rusted Roots or minor threats
or bad brains or busted rhymes or widespread panic
and everyone can read the hieroglyphics on the wall
and we are all refugees of courtney’s love attaining nirvana….
But then again, you’re so vain, you probly think this poem’s about you-
we are everywhere and we cannot be beaten
it’s all over now baby blue, all we need is Love
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