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August 2009

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14 Points of Being a Republican

1. Powerful and continuing expressions of nationalism

2. Disdain for the importance of human rights

3. Identification of enemies/scapegoats as a unifying cause

4. The supremacy of the military/avid militarism

5. Rampant sexism

6. A controlled mass media

7. Obsession with national security

8. Religion and ruling elite tied together

9. Power of corporations protected

10. Power of labor suppressed or eliminated

11. Disdain and suppression of intellectuals and the arts

12. Obsession with crime and punishment

13. Rampant cronyism and corruption

14. Fraudulent Elections

Oh wait, I meant Nazi…

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Love comes down…

I’m becoming anxious,
Unnerved,
Butterfly’s in my tummy…
Gosh I wished kept my mouth closed,
But it’s late, far too late.
I don’t want to,
And I think I should.
Maybe I should.
Maybe I shouldn’t care too much,

Because in the end the last person on Earth will be me.

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Fact #54: I talk to myself a lot.

(via fleshandbone)

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Gabriel, the Angel

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
(I) just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom boom
“Son,” he said “Grab your things,
I’ve come to take you home.”

To keep in silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Tho’ my life was in a rut
“Till I thought of what I’d say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going boom boom boom
“Hey” he said “Grab your things
I’ve come to take you home.”
(Back home.)

When illusion spin her net
I’m never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I don’t need a replacement
I’ll tell them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going boom boom boom
“Hey” I said “You can keep my things,
they’ve come to take me home.

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The Dumbing Down of Love

It’s what I hope for,
It’s what I’m hopefulfor,
Couldn’t feel to no morrow fore,
Because said the dancer,
Who goes wide, can’t go deep,
she always goes for days and weeks,
feel kept and he said ‘spite anything,
he went into the field for a momment,
Can’t go no anywhere for she bites in mind,
For no missing of you can make me go back dancing,’
But nothing wasn’t right and nothing can go wrong
forshe would be there to hold him tight,
And nothing would be better.

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