(Nostradamus speaks)
Terrorists are strapped in suicide belts
Holding plebs hostage to two-party rules:
Vote for either of the supreme dolts
Or be known for all time as utter fools.
(Nostradamus speaks)
Terrorists are strapped in suicide belts
Holding plebs hostage to two-party rules:
Vote for either of the supreme dolts
Or be known for all time as utter fools.
The Democrats have moved into the vacuum left by the atomized Republicans. Hillary is the new socially liberal but otherwise conservative standard bearer. She is fully identified with the corporate and military classes. In true Clinton form, she has managed to bridge disparate political worlds as the only viable alternative to the clear and present danger of neofascism.
The commanding meme is that you would have to be out of your mind to not vote for her: her candidacy is that compelling. There is no other choice. In fact, if you dare consider that there is any other choice, well, clearly, you are out of your mind. And deserving of censure and the medical ward.
The blinding need to defeat Trump is so compelling, in fact, that there need not be, and can not be, any discussion of the matter. You are crazy if you don’t vote Hillary. Everyone agrees on this.
Trump would push the nuclear button for sure. But Hillary, she would think about it. She is rational. She has experience. And she is prepared to push the button, if necessary. There is no need to discuss this. Only elites can know when it is right to push the button. And Trump is not an elite. This is why you must vote for Hillary.
The New Republicans are here. They are here to promote and defend the American Way of Life. You have no choice but to vote for Hillary.
Bernie was never prepared to carry his revolution all the way to the presidency. He was never prepared to critique the corporate/ military establishment as the other half of neoliberalism. Our corporatocracy depends on the War Machine to keep humming.
His most eloquent supporter, Robert Reich, convincingly supported Bernie’s assertions about our venal political economy, but he also has never mentioned the War Machine as a central problem in the reformation of income and wealth inequality.
Hillary and Trump, with some differences, argue for the opposite: America can never be strong enough to counter our enemies. The longest war in American history continues with fervor, and Hillary has promised to continue and even intensify Obama’s Terror Wars.
The quaint idea that Bernie left his movement with, i.e. that the revolution will continue within the Democratic Party, is laughable. Neoliberalism is like the Titanic cruising toward its destiny, and neither party has the slightest interest in deflecting its course.
Jill Stein is the only presidential candidate who has developed a campaign platform that articulates the desperate need to cut the military budget by 50%, power the economy with a massive green jobs program, commit to 100% renewables by 2030 and liberate students from onerous and usurious debt perpetrated by the government itself.
Trump and Hillary are the two sides of the same coin. Trump is the neofascist reaction to neoliberal stupidity. If Hillary wins in November, another neofascist will rise- a Ted Cruz with real tail and horns, and will probably win. And of course screaming liberals will clamor for progressives, once again, to shut up.
Neoliberalism will never be able to navigate the myriad icebergs floating down from the Antipodes as a result of global warming. The vast hulk of infernal greed is going down.
(Nostradamus speaks)
In the city of fratricidal love
Corporatists embrace militarists.
The serfs’ protector is given the shove
And exile to the angry purists.
(Nostradamus speaks)
In two thousand and sixteen, the Rust Belt
Clamors for snake oil to massage the hurt;
Betrayal of the working man and noble
Lies lead the mob into the burning street.
(Nostradamus speaks)
In city heart of unending rust flash
Knives, cutting hate and fascist polish;
Avarice unites the slick demagogues
In rancid clamor that the “crooked” blush.
(Nostradamus speaks)
In hottest winter the Water Bearer
offers stellar poison to the New World:
Reptiles fill palace chambers with terror
and a new American flag unfurled.
(Nostradamus speaks)
White muddies to shades of brown and Negro
And how the rage of class turns on its head!
O the dream of race from so long ago
Wakes to find a foreign future instead.
(Nostradamus speaks)
When the calendar turns twenty thirty,
O the frightened will flock to Florida;
The burden will crack apart the party
And the land sink into foul miasma.
I told the rabid mind to please shut up;
Back it snarled, why don’t you shut the fuck up?
Please, I said, just go to sleep for all time.
Fat chance, it sneered: we would never wake up!
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