The battlefields crossed the world
Suez, Flanders, the Dardenelles, Tannenberg, Africa, Asia
1914-1918
Sarajevo to Versailles
Tear gas, machine guns, ditches, airplanes, poison gas, tanks
Death in a thousand fields Gallipoli, Verdun, the Somme
The slaughter.
Nation's will, Emperor's greed, Man's strength versus an industry geared to blood
Now empire's gone
Although will millions of yooung men and women
The War to End all Wars.
If only for one day
After visiting Delhi's famed Red Fort I crossed the Yamuna river and wandered through narrow streets of a working neighborhood. A choking cloud of motorcycle exhaust overwhelmed my lungs. The workers of the small machine shops ignored my presence and the sun beat through my clothing to broil my skin. There was no refuge until I found myself standing before the Jain Bird Hospital I had read about the ancient religion's reverence of life and escaped the broiling sun,surprised how the chaos of India's capitol city had been vanquished by the hospital's inner calm. Thousands of birds were recovering from their injuries under the care of Jains, who respect for all things living to achieve the eternal circle birth life, life, death and reincarnation. I swiftly realized that I had added yet another holy site which might aid my young brother Michael's soul through eternity.
Back outside I caught a rickshaw to Connaught Circle, buying a Herald-Tribune before entering the calm of the Cellar. I ordered a Kingfisher beer and read the newspaper's reporting of the presidential election. The Democrats had beaten the GOP offering of Bob Dole, a good man, but deemed too stingy by the American public. Governor Bill Clinton had been reward for helping the CIA transport cocaine from Central America to Arkansas, but no one in America had sought prison for Colonel Oliver North. He was considered a hero, as was Bob Dole, but heroes weren't getting elected in 1996, because the message was simple.
It's the economy.
Yesterday afternoon three friends from Staten Island came to visit me in Clinton Hill. We had worked on several Manhattan construction sites. The trio were full-blown Trump supporters, but honest laborers who kept their opinions to themselves around me. Especially about the 2020 stolen election. We sat on the terrace of Larina Restaurant. They ordered a bottle of Barolo and I ordered an expresso. They individually expressed concern about my health and Charlie said, "How much weight have you lost?"
"Forty pounds. Nothing fits anymore and I look like a scarecrow in my old suits, except for my tuxedo." I've dealing with a broken liver for over a year. "NYU-Langone almost killed me twice with neglect and purposely ignoring my descent into madness. the new hospital is humane and will never treat me as a criminal."
"Here's to criminals," Tony the carpenter raised his glass. They knew the Mafia and had nothing to do with them. I was the same. "Criminals."
Viktor pointed to my I VOTED stick-on.
"You vote?"
"I always vote, but never for weak-kneed liberals." I had selected a communist in the 2016 Election rather than vote for Hillary Clinton and her pedophile husband. "Or Nazi Trump supporters. Anarchists never make it onto the ballot and I consider the DNC sell-outs to the filthy rich. In 2008 Obama was elected with a simple message. CHANGE. Trump sold MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN. That message lost force as the Orange Jesus showed his real color. That he has been, is, and will be only for a quick buck."
"You sound like you don't believe the 2020 election was stolen." Charlie only watch Fox News, but didn't buy into Alex Jones' madness.
"It wasn't, but I did my best and voted five times. All legally."
"Five times???How can you do that."
Firstly it's not against the law." I loved winding them up.
Like libtards Trumpettes only read memes. Both considered knowledge a danger to their way of like. America was more dangerous than ignorance.
"How is voting five times not against the law?" Viktor was a new emigrant from a frozen village forty kilometers east of Murmansk.
"As the Mayflower descendant it's written in the Constitution that we get five votes in thanks for ridding this continent of the Pequot, Abenake, MicMacs, and various other tribes. My antecedent John Howell had signed himself as an indentured servant to to join the Puritan colonists fleeing persecution. Mid-Atlantic he was washed overboard, but miraculously grabbed hold of a lanyard and hauled himself to safety, otherwise I would be here with my five votes."
It was the truth.
"Five votes???" Charlie knew me longest and I sold the lie, explaining, "If you go toTwenty-Sixth Amendment, Section 13 you'll read how we get five votes. Actually I voted only three times; Brooklyn, Manhattan, the East Village. I can't travel to Boston and Maine, so I only voted three times, but that should help the libtards win."
"No way," exclaimed Charlie. "Fox News and CNN say we are going to get control of both the Senate and Congress."
"Those that don't know say. This that know don't say. All they care about is ratings and paychecks."
"And you don't." Charlie slipped me an envelope. It felt like five hundred. He understood how sick I was and wanted me around a long time.
"We all have kids."
"And kids are more expensive thanks to Biden inflation."
"And the Endless War. Not one candidate mentioned how the Pentagon only fights war to make money for their Arms manufacturers. Kill them all."
We argued amicably until 3:30. They had to beat the traffic to Staten Island.
"Thanks for coming."
"Thanks for being here," joked Viktor. "Maybe next time you'll get to vote five times."
"I'll do my best, comrades."
We exchanged hugs and after they drove away, a young nearby diner in IKEA clothing asked, "How can you stand those people?"
"Because they care. Maybe about the wrong things, but they care and one day I will make them see my way." I stood up and sneered, "Unlike you. Did you vote today?"
"No."
"Then shut your hole, you cunt."
maybe I'm not to say that word, but criminals communicate only with the truth as we see it.
On September 13, 1926 30,000 white-robed KKK members marched down Pennsylvania Avenue. The second wave of the Klan had been nourished by Woodrow Wilson, an adamant racist from pre-bellum Georgia. No police barred their progress through the predominantly black city. Warren Harding had been poisoned by Klaven assassins to prevent his resistance to the Klan, however the following presidents weakened the KKK and they almost vanished from America, even though lynching, police shootings, and racial suppression has remained a mainstay of America life, especially with the rise of the Orange Jesus.
In 2008 Howard Dean orchestrated the election of Barack Obama by attacking the GOP in every state with a simple message.
Change.
His reward for this epic from the DNC was exile from national politics and Obama's cabinet was packed with rightwing lawyers and bankers, yet the message sold in 2012, however in 2016 Donald Trump read the hinterland and spoke about the evil of Washington.
The swamp.
Hillary Clinton, a longtime Barry Goldwater inside, had spent $600 million of a political campaign run by two Beltway conservative think tanks. retort to his message and while she won the popular vote, Trump won the election thanks to the Electoral College.
2020 wasn't his year, however he had formed a religious racist cabal who attempted to overthrow the government on January 6, 2021. This hardcore nazis dedicated to bringing America back the the 1950s and tomorrow doesn't look good for the Democrats who rejected any help from the party's progressives. CNN and Fox News have been preaching defeat to their fervent;y religious audience dedicated to the Second Coming of the Orange Jesus. The Democrats had nothing to offer
Nothing.
This afternoon I went to a Brooklyn polling station. It was closed for lack of voters. Defeat was a foregone conclusion thanks to the propaganda from the mainstream media and the Second Coming Fundamentalist preachers. Am I willing to admit defeat?
No."
Tomorrow I'll go vote at dawn.
At night I watch the TV hoping for an upset.
We stole the election once.
Why not against?
"Vote Early and vote often."
Those words issued from the mind of James Michael Curley, Boston's legendary mayor, representing the working classes against the rich of Beacon Hill throughout the early half of the 20th Century. He used graft to finance projects such as hospitals, schools, parks, and the public transportation. James Michael Curly also recognized the power of the black vote and fought to vanquish the KKK from the city. My grandfather worked as a 17th Ward boss turing out the vote from the trolley drivers. No friend to the nabobs of Commonwealth Avenue he was twice sentenced to prison. His motto "I did it for a friend." won him the election while incarcerated at Walpole Prison.
So today I will vote early and vote often.
Fuck the GOP and the Democratic Party sucking up to the rich.
The counselor shouted "20 laps, one underwater." "The counselors were strange. I was twelve. I knew nothing. About front seats of cars Steamy showers Dark woods
The counselor didn't know my name I din't know his, I knew LOUIE LOUIE Everyone in America knew that song.
We listened for someone shouting a mute 'fuck'. I didn't know what fuck was. Playing with Barbie Dolls held no answers. Ken dancing with Barbie to the Kingsmen.
At the camp was a boy with one leg Cancer got the other one John was strong. Not a good swimmer
He swam singing LOUIE LOUIE We sang with him He said 'fuck' at the right part We laughed He swam underwater and came up saying 'fuck'.
Radio stations across America played the song. 50,000 watts. It was a big hit From coast to coast LOUIE LOUIE was a teenage secret The counselor knew nothing. Adults knew nothing We kept a secret from coast Block Island to Monterrey
John knew the secret He told me what 'fuck' meant He told all of us So now as then
"Louie Loui-ii I gotta go Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah In the midnight hour 'Fuck'
And they stole all his money.
You know who 'they' are. To hear the original version of LOUIE LOUIE please go to the following URL: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-2CKsaq5r8 There's no fuck in it.
