WHAT HAPPENED TO PROTEST

Bohemia died when all became permitted and they was nothing left to fight against,then maybe capitalism killed rebellion against its excesses,by bringing everyone into the fold and making us co-conspirators in the crime of planetary rape.

You invade a people,steal its resources,turn them into consumer goods for your citizens,where they go for highly prized/priced goods which everyone wants and goes into debt to own,thus putting their lives into the hands of the banks,into essentials. Broadband becomes a right,clean water,you pay extra for;wrapped in plastic.



So,as we demand,newer,faster,cheaper,we become accomplices to genocide. To complain about the 'system',is to be accursed of hypocrisy,as we too use what it provides. Total disengagement,though, is impossible. Go where? Do what? Their own the forests and the trees we came down from a millenia ago.No area of our lives our untouched,no individual,group or nation innocent. Violent protest met with bigger guns,non-violent ignored (facebook groups aren't the revolution).



Looking for leadership/inspiration in the arts,forget poetry. In poetry,it might scare the politicians who give money to the artists they approve of.



WARNING TO THE POET

I said you ripped me off,

"yeah,so what,"

you replied.

"only the early stuff,

which still had balls.

Your latest stuff,

I wouldn't touch

with asbestos gloves."

Promote the work,

don't believe the hype.



Poet quote 'Babies are like poems. They're beautiful to their creator,but to other people they're silly and fucking irritating".Doug Stanhope.



After you've watched William Lane Craig,defend the indefinable, go over to John Loftus http://www.debunkingchristianity.blogspot.com/ and watch this former student of WLC rip it apart.

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