THE SCAVENGERS

For millennia, the scavengers have spread chaos across the Earth. They sow desolation for sterile chimeras, for fleeting vanities. If I had held the power of creation, this cursed planet would never have existed. Oceans of blood. Mountains of corpses. Millennia of savagery. They ravage nations to plunder their very entrails of raw materials. For them, democracy means bombing countries that refuse their hegemony. For them, freedom means locking up criminals born from their own diseased capitalism. They carry, as inheritance, the horrors of their slave-trading ancestors. They carry in their veins the racialist, racist, supremacist and demonic reflexes of their bloodline. They invented religions to better curse humanity. They invented God, paradise and hell to turn money into a loquacious egregore. Their cannibal economy shoots up on oil, on gold, on diamonds, on uranium, on gas, on coltan, and on rare earths. They use immigration like a mop to wipe their feet on the humanity of third-world countries. They’ve planted military bases in every corner of the Earth as if they owned this planet. They act as if they were immortal. Let them not forget: all empires die.