10 Mar 2008

The Clinton Aristocracy hangs on

“I think you'll be able to imagine many things Senator McCain will be able to say... He’s never been the president, but he will put forth his lifetime of experience. I will put forth my lifetime of experience. Senator Obama will put forth a speech he made in 2002.” ~ Hillary Clinton

And so here Queen Hillary publicly allies herself with the Bush aristocracy. The C.I.A. has covertly ruled our nation and the world since G.H.W. Bush was Reagan's Vice President. Now that the Bush family has had it's run (for now) ... the Clinton's want it all back... and Hillary as a presidential nominee is telling our nation that a military officer of the Republican war party is a better president than her younger, idealistic competitor.

She cannot win the Democratic nominee without manipulating election laws to pronounce her the victor against the fair votes of the majority in America, just like Bush did twice.

She consistently attacks Obama for a lack of experience... when her experience only involves furthering the most corrupt and misguided leadership our nation and the world have ever been subjected to.

She, like our current President, believes our nation is meant to be ruled by a Ruling Class of generational politians...

just like Rome.

Beautiful Babylon Babies Unite !!!

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,
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Poetic HyperLinks Defeating the Impossibilities of Peace

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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