Sunday, May 4, 2008

I woke up last night thinking about Dick Cheney

I sit in the evening on the tailgate of my little Toyota
an hour after sunset
... contemplating resistance
... armed with my trusty air rifle
... pockets full of bb’s and bird shot
... and a hope that if I have to shoot someone
I’ll at least hit then in the eye.

Who?
Hell, I don't know.
Not who nor when, But damn!
Something's happening here.
Any attempt to usurp power
will lead to civil resistance
in one form or another.

Maybe government agents are coming
sent on errands about which
I have no comprehension.
Worse,
maybe civil warriors
supporting a resistance
that takes no prisoners!

Folks like that know me
will come... one the run
and I, like Zhivago
will be drafted into
someone's rebel army
... joining not THE FIGHT
... but THEIR VERSION OF THE FIGHT.

If you say no, some semi-armed
semi-intelligent mob
on your door step
with guns - and says -
"Give us all your assets!
We claim them
in the name of the people!

Down with the government!
Impeach them all
- legally or otherwise!"
Maybe my bb-gun will stop them
… well, at least one or two of them,
whoever they are
or will be.

They Cheney-ites building
new Guantanamoes
on the mainland.
Rumored concentration camps
the government builds
to protect me
from THEM.

THEM are the one's
who will follow us home if we leave.
Busheviks aren't really thinking about THEM.
They're thinking about me
and you
anybody willing to speak up or hunker down
who dares them to take us out.

I wonder ... martial law is still in
the legal maneuver stage
and resistance is still in
the talk-about-it stage.
An owl hoots;
somewhere off to the left
I can hear crickets.

Out on the highway lights trickle by
from both directions
... chasing their damn errands
contemplating nothing more than
the next curve and cruise control
and whatever is blaring
from the CD device of choice.

For all I know some Pentagon crack stealth team
or NSA crack eavesdropping machine
is out there
watching or listening
... in their best Homeland Security style.
Cause people like me who pop off
might be threats.

"Homeland?" …. Did they originally call it that
as a code word for all neo-nazified agitators
.. who hearken back
to the original Fuhrer
and his ranting
about things German
as things “homeland?”


Course then I'm just a conspiracy nut;
paranoid and headed for somebody's formal loony bin
cause I see enemies
where only well-meaning patriots
plot my well-being.
Cause I'm still a voter
who could vote for the other party.

Time was you could raise a reporter's eyebrows
with talk of plots and corruptions,
lies and liars,
fanatics and ideologues.
Not any more.
Only liars, fanatics and ideologues
approved by corporate HQ.

It’s damn amazing how a dollar has proven more powerful
than Machiavelli-modelled sneakiness
of some reputed political genius.
We’ve lost our publishing sentinels
not because the government
threatened them, but because
the dollar beckoned

The loss of being "on the inside" scared the hell out of them.
As if being on the inside with a mafia don
who could willingly snuff out your life
on a whim,
- "Nothing personal, just business." -
is safer than safeguarding folks who would
really fight for you.

Coping with news we can't trust,
we have polarized ourselves even more.
We’ve sat hypnotized,
propagandized
and mindlessly entertained
by the most shallow broadcast quality
ever offered.

We worry about acid reflux,
hair restoration techniques,
pills that let us breathe hile we mow the lawn
... and hard-on pills
that promise and
dare us
to risk 36-hour boners.

How could we focus on more serious stuff?
Throw in the born-again foolishness
of the dumbed-down
religious blowhards.
It’s easy to realize just how long
we the people have been
ripe for the picking.

So many god damn problems
- probably too many to solve and
way too late to avoid disaster.
6 years of a fool for a president,
republican political sheep
too intimidated, too greedy
and too afraid to step out of line;

opposed by a pitiful party that has
even fewer elected members
with spines
made of something
other than tofu.
They dont have "the votes,"
yet.

Not all the resistance lights are green.only a few.
Some are still frightfully red. The ability to compromise
became an overrated and overstated virtue
following the last three elections.
Repuglicans knew it
... but Demo’s sure as hell
couldn’t see it.

Now there is no such thing as checks and balances,
no such thing as three
separate
branches of government.
Just wait until some fool wants to pass
some kind of
“In God We Trust” amendment.

There’ll be no such thing as separation
of church and state.
Theocracy is armed and ready.
The fools are going to engage us in an endless war
with every Middle Eastern Nation except Israel,
... who sits there
laughing.

Because thats what our fools want
... not to protect us,
but because they want the chaos.
It serves their purposes.
Like the ignorant bully in the school yard,
the fools are engaged
in trying to intimidate
the rest of the playground

when all the other kids know the truth
and aren’t afraid. The Euro will triumph
aided and abetted by the Yuan
and will replace the dollar
as the global standard
and the fools can’t do anything about it
- or perhaps don't give a damn.

So what's coming down the pike?
I don't think very many are beyond
classic denial ... and won't understand
at the very moment
when suddenly the 1st Amendment
is no more. by mere pretext we will all be forced
to shut the fuck up.

The young, the restless; the pretend sophisticators
are in denial.
They believe few of my old veteran worries.
These are the same folks who honestly plan
for a future that began to fade in November 2001
... when the fake conservatives osing as Republicans
got their wettest dream;

a built-in excuse to start l
bullying and scheming
to get their way ...
and their dollars.
"Yep,"
take away our way of doing business
... the old fashioned way.

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