31 Mar 2016

Clinton sucks for NAFTA, TPP wipes worse,

"The Trans-Pacific Partnership is the largest trade deal in history; 6000 pages. 7 years of secret meetings. 40% of global GDP. 500 transnational corporate interests. 9000 foreign-owned companies. 18,000 US-owned companies. Investor-State Dispute Mechanisms allowing corporations to sue governments. To challenge state, federal, and local court rulings in “special tribunals” – World Bank Kangaroo Courts that could, once and for all, succeed in putting profits before people. Profits before governments. Profits before federal legislation, or fair use guidelines, or intellectual property provisions, or environmental protection, or temporary foreign worker restrictions, or any of those other pesky freedoms that get in the way of shareholder returns. It’s the creation of an alternate, parallel universe for corporations alone, one which has its own charter, its own rules, its own Bill of Rights, one which gives them the ability to crush anyone – people, states, countries – who refuses to comply with their vision.
A line has been crossed. And like before, these are more than just a few lines of text on a page. This is the next step in their evolution. It’s the latest in a line of succession that stretches back centuries. The most subtle changes happen over geologic time. A gradual, creeping erosion of rights that happens so slowly, so imperceptibly, you don’t even notice." Jesse Donaldson ADBUSTERS

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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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