Ten score and thirteen years ago corporate forefathers began conquering wilderness, steam, gas, oil, electricity, transcontinental rails and airways communication, prospering by quenching America’s thirst for more, better, faster. Now we who built it, want more, faster, so thinking locally, we trade globally. Thus unlike you, we will always have money to eat.
It’s like this, we say, Governors, Senators and House divided Reps, repeat after us, and we’ll invest in your political future — even if your heritage is Jim Crow DeMint-ed — we’ll pad salary and position from C Street House to Wall Street penthouse, from the Carolinas to Dakotas.
You’ll live like we few, dining on unimaginable sums of wealth, grinding farm bills into red clay, plowing under those who count on eating, while eating what we count.
Using your blood, sweat and tears, we became Citizens United, now expanding into The Blob consuming nations, leaving you only fumes of hope for trading up and out of assembly lines of shops with customers pledging buy Made in America!
Monday-Friday we pull you back in and make past prologue before 4pm bell. We, the granite walled cream of the crop, remap the world into profit centers, and like maggots gnaw at national creeds.
We bait and switch SOPA Bill resistance, through Congressional House infighting to Presidential Fast Tracking, and just like New Deal, Medicare and Justice for all, we Cruz by, seeding anti-communion blame game as the new Civics.
And still our boy Shutdown Ted, ends every sentence with Obamacre. Slyly smiling that McCarthy re-run, he pumps the memories of seniors and veterans, with an oily hand shake slipping memory of his betrayal into protective oblivion, until The Winter of Our Shutdown II.
We developed the Cruz line to trade off your gray matter, banking on the gray areas created by media, pharmaceuticals, fast chemical food and gray smoking cancer sticks. Secret gray haired men run your world, pulling Wikipedia strings and bending government regs, so corporate profit rules, rule.
Hunger concerns are for the increasing masses of poor we create. As we sip away the night, eating money, our inherited in-house delicacy, we dream of dessert: Koch Heritage Foundation puppeteers washing you down with Nestlé’s privatized water.
Pièce de résistance, releasing the herd to wave flags of yore and signs of venom rising again. Hosting the bought and sold, we neglect most, and from the shadows, hold these truths to be self-evident: Without transparency, we imbibe government from governing — the changing of the guard so subtle, until Bush/Cheney — the governed scarcely noticed.
Except for Rand Paul, Tea and other Conservatives are not stupid, just malleable into simplistic corporate anti-government agenda. Stupid, is Scout leaders destroying a rock formation millions of years old and posting it.
It’s not personal. It’s just the monetary message in a bottle from our Global Tribunal of Corporate Lawyers flushing system of Middle Class. Besides, inciting dysfunction over health care without caring about American health is, profitable.
If trading in tea leaves, tea stains our bottom line, we the pompous parasitic piranha, pump the puppets to popover to Pennsylvania Ave waving prepped props for photographers, like pitiful pawns preempting Palin’s prompted pugilistic pablum.
As for The Hawaiian with affordable health care in his Left hand and in his Right, TPP Fast Tracked, we say it’s just the cost of doing business.
Alas, until you’ve learned lessons from our past, yours is not to reason why, but to obese and die, and leave the running of the world to those who trade your national sovereignty for their international breakfast of charlatans: Trans-Pacific Partnership – The gods of the Universe!