2 Aug 2009

Fault the Logic

The technologies of First World nations are eroding social traditions.

Thirty years ago, if you liked to watch other people have sex, you were publicly labeled a pervert or peeping tom. Now we can use our phones and computers to record and view anything.

It is illegal to grow natural plants but everyone is encouraged to take their pills. Drink their booze.

Privacy was sacred, it caused President Nixon to resign. Bush II violated every possible aspect of privacy in his defense of terrorism... and President Obama supports continuing the extreme and total surveillance.

G.W. Bush continues to live unchallenged and unpunished for his lies and violations. President Clinton faced a Congressional Inquiry because a woman touched his penis. Ralph Nader is still shut out of debates.

The morality involved in the value of each human life has been obscured by the alleged effectiveness of surgical strikes and predator drones.

It is tragic that the same culture capable of harnessing electricity

allows it to harm us in ways human beings never could.

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,
Love Trumps hate.

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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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