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How To Burn An American Quilt

it all came on so suddenly that even the fastest jackrabbit alive might have had a problem getting the best of it, but as monkey sees monkey will do & when the wrong person with a rebellious look in their eyes held up the woven quilt which designed as the american flag had all the names of the presidents of the US & all the public celebrities out there today making moola on their music & their movies tattooed all over it, with meticulously fine stitched faces of american soldiers who had been killed by the force that the US just doesn’t like, in this country of dispute--- hell, it was a media extravaganza & when all the cameras had captured the moment, when the things started to be engulfed in flames the citizens of the empire were whipped up into hysteria by the pump pump pumping propaganda machine, which has improved so much since earlier times it was needed by the military acting on behalf of those with property & power, pulling the strings to get what they want & never having to smile at the camera themselves because their idiot figureheads will do it for them, reelected every 2-4 years in order to make the same stirring folk who think that they are powerless in comparison, believe that this new guy/gal is gonna really change things--- but alas, with the burning of the great american quilt in a country of our current disliking, broadcasted all over the television & all over the web, pulsating in the little smartphones & being commented on by face**** & twatter, the president didn’t even have to step up to the podium in order to present a great speech of lies in order to announce another invasion--- instead, the public was convinced, because this needed to be done, after all, they burned our little american quilt.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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