When G.W. Bush stole the 2000 election our economy was stable and growing. The U.S. Government was engaged in the War on Drugs without sustained international military occupations. The World Trade Towers still existed.
Eight years later,
our financial banking system has collapsed. Major U.S. based global corporations are failing to bankruptcy. Unemployment rises. Home values decline. Inflation looms over us all.
We wage major military wars in Iraq and Afghanistan and have created civil unrest in Pakistan. Israel began 2009 with an invasion into Palestine.
Europe is purchasing U.S. corporations that have been the foundation of our economy for many decades.
Our privacy rights have disappeared.
Our health care costs are higher than the rest of the world.
Our food is losing quality and gaining cost.
Our environment is being devastated by our industry and lifestyle.
What was successfully protected and defended?
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May 20, 2009
Same Old Shit
I am glad Mr. Obama beat John McCain and became president.
Ralph Nader would have been even better.
A traditional, indigenous Dine' (Navajo) grandmother/freedom fighter like Pauline Whitesinger would have been best, in my opinion.
( http://blackmesais.org/2008/12/ancient_ways/ )
I hope to live to bear witness to a State of the Union address that is translated into English from an indigenous tongue.
That said,
the U.S.A. is still ensnared in the seesaw battle of Republicans and Democrats.
At this point both sides are warmongers.
The primary difference right now is that when Republicans wage war it benefits the U.S. economy, when the Democrats do the same our economy weakens.
In my 35 years of life there have been 4 wars, one started by Dwight Eisenhower and the other three by George W and H.W. Bush.
All three of those men are Republicans.
Democrats are not capable of maintaining peace.
Something has to change.
Ralph Nader would have been even better.
A traditional, indigenous Dine' (Navajo) grandmother/freedom fighter like Pauline Whitesinger would have been best, in my opinion.
( http://blackmesais.org/2008/12/ancient_ways/ )
I hope to live to bear witness to a State of the Union address that is translated into English from an indigenous tongue.
That said,
the U.S.A. is still ensnared in the seesaw battle of Republicans and Democrats.
At this point both sides are warmongers.
The primary difference right now is that when Republicans wage war it benefits the U.S. economy, when the Democrats do the same our economy weakens.
In my 35 years of life there have been 4 wars, one started by Dwight Eisenhower and the other three by George W and H.W. Bush.
All three of those men are Republicans.
Democrats are not capable of maintaining peace.
Something has to change.
May 10, 2009
Problems with winning Wars.
One problem with winning a war is that the victor is necessarily rejecting some perspectives of the defeated people. This inevitably creates limits on the future trajectory of everyone, including the winners.
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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
Legalize It
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
Legalize It