Our Right-Wing Savior Told Me So

He came to me in my darkest hour and gave me this faith so now I am pledged to spreading His word

God told me to run for office so, of course, I make my decisions with donor’s tutors and quiet prayer

I feel our country’s manifest and divinely-ordained exceptionism deep in my pledged-to-jesus heart

If the thousands of civilian dead during our liberations were so important - He would have told me

We must bring Gods voice into our government and encourage others to throw off religious dictators

Better a born-again one-day-at-a-time believer than some atheistic, jobkilling sustainabilly

After seeing their blasphemy, I just knew I had to shoot them all so I prepared my arsenal in secret

After breaking God’s law, that doctor pridefully thought himself outside His justice, then I took aim

God tutored me on our duty to retain the greatest military this planet has ever known - at any cost

Our repeated command that God Bless America is simply a reminder to His people of our special role

As they strapped on my bomb, they said I died a martyr while taking His revenge upon our enemies

Let no man question my religious belief for, unlike science, it is beyond any discussion or debate

God told me that he had always blessed only our believers in this sinful world full of false idols

Mine is a very personal faith, emerging from sober bible study and long periods of private prayer

And that faith sustained me thru the dark periods when I had to lay off so many longtime workers

It goes without saying that we have ThE moral imperative as granted only to us long ago by our Savior

Despite my 4 marriages, children out of wedlock and substance abuse, I am reborn as a child in Jesus

For it is only god’s will that separates our family from the poverty that is their cross to bear, alone

My unbending faith quells the fear born of naively trying to understand His Mysterious Ways

For only the fullness of time shall reveal the perfection of His plan, in which I am but a small tool

God revealed to me the prideful err of trying to replace His word with decadent scientific babble

Satan has captured their tongues and therefore do we cover our ears to safely abide in His message

Far better the safety and security of our blessed faith than the frightening uncertainty of rationality

My personal savior makes His wishes known to me in private conversations ending in thankful prayer

I need fear no evil for I am certain to spend eternity in that place He has lovingly prepared for me

I know Satan has their tongues as they lie, saying we barter fictional souls for an imaginary paradise

God has amply demonstrated the pointlessness of that meddling EPA but the blind will still not see

God has allowed me to dehumanize His enemies to the point they can be killed with no remorse

His law against all forms of contraception came in a divine revelation accepted as a matter of faith

So it is our duty to remain fruitful despite their sinful spread of that genocidal overpopulation myth

The falsehood that we merely trade addictions between drugs, alcohol, sex and religion is blasphemy

God made his will known to me and no government can enforce its will upon my conscience

We denounce those who ridicule our beliefs as silly, outdated and irrelevant costumed charades

God commands us to support the state of Israel against the filthy encircling Jihadists, at all costs

It was divinely revealed to us that we must bristle with weaponry against the filthy Christian hordes

God told me to take shelter in his revealed truth when threatened by their secular, so-called reason

We Always Need Another War

We absolutely need a war to divert our innate urge to violence away from bosses, friends and family

Conflict is good for our economy what with all the fulltime soldiering work and WMD-manufacturing

We can co-opt our best scientific minds into inventing brilliant new methods of hideous destruction

Humanity’s aggression against all things just happens naturally - Look: It always has and it always will

Each new litter needs to prove itself as men, and just where and why is actually quite immaterial

And never forget that we got The One True God at our backs, goading us on to righteous slaughter

The flame of vengeance, revenge and retaliation is easily maintained across many generations

Just like those felines we so admire, we are genetically programmed to kill it, if it moves

We don’t even have to glorify bloodshed with hymn and anthem, for our violence has a life of its own

It’s a proven scientific fact that there’s just no point wasting money researching ways to control it

Thus, freedom-loving leaders of the world will always sacrifice other’s children for their own vanity

Luckily, mankind has few other real issues and otherwise things are going so very well for us…LOL!

There’s always been at least one treacherous, lying, child-eating out-group for each tribe or nation

Buddy, aint no shame to preemptively-defensive wars of liberation, what with god on our side

We’ll cluck over sad collateral damage as we gape in ignorant wonder at his mysterious ways

Meanwhile great leaders maintain our focus on awful boogeymen so we can ignore our real problems

Damn, we need a war, it’s been at least what, ten years or so and domestic violence is increasing

TV genocides and internecine slaughters way far away caint really satisfy our needs here at home

We require calls to patriotic sacrifice and caskets coming back to small towns in censored honor

Our kids look for that next group of brain-damaged, PTSD-suffering, drugged amputees to salute

Its so deeply satisfying to be trained to better enact the instincts we’ve been bred to for so long

We don’t just want a war, we really need it, just like a man needs a good orgasm every few days

Always looking forward to that mythical Big One, the one that God prophesied shall end them all

Yup, mothers still wail and cry, but even so, they raise up boys who are eager to run off and die

And it’s such rich grist for stirring tributes, great works of literature and violently-uplifting movies

Goddamn, we just need to kill each other off, right along with anything else that lives or grows

It’s the hallmark of our success as the apex of both evolution and god’s will here on this planet

Nonetheless, those directing our sacrifice must spend lots of time convincing us we do not die in vain

What would we do with all this overpriced military hardware anyway: Beat it into plowshares? Right.

Then how would we keep our own young men from slashing our throats and simply taking our riches

So what if when they come back they cant sleep and will never even be able to talk about it?

Plus, we got this cozy arrangement with the phony churches to bless our wars for tax exemptions

I know we need a war when I just want to shoot some mongeyfonga over a mall parking space

We simply have to direct our overpowering, innate blood lust outside our own pack or we will perish

Why struggle with math and science: The killing fields beckon young immortals to bravery and honor

Train them to react with deadly fire and then just tell them to go on home and raise good families

Carne Asustada

 ‘Frightened Meat’

You see it all around these days, from them wasted drive-thrus down to the unemployment bureaus

Mumbling their migrant Spanish shivering in the temp lines on dirty streets in the early morning smog

Wading through the fecal muck in the feedlots where they are jammed together like $XMAS shoppers

You hear it on talk radio and see it down to Wal*Mart, always suffused with this vaguely fearful odor

Hear it sizzling as it is forked and flipped on hot coals by overpaid and cellophaned talking heads

Then a whispered fear runs through the crowd, a pitiful moan that’s picked up all across the herd

They low and stamp their feet, tossing heads and twitching tails, edgy but unable to move at all

Yup, here’s your carne asustada smothered in fear-mongered propaganda with a side of singed hide

Hear it scuttling through the dark voids behind those paper-thin walls in that shoddy apartment

You can see their wide eyes follow it even as the microphone picks up their soothing fantasies

It’s also in that smell of fear that hangs in the air with all the poisoned dust thrown up by the herd

Naturally there are pitches for lots of stuff they claim can make it all seem a whole lot better

It echoes in the trite and postured catchphrases our canned Leaders use to signal a political intent

The kids pick up on it right away at a deep and non-verbal level and it stays with them for life

Steers call out, crowded single-file into filthy chutes, all leading without exits to the killing pit

Oppressed by the darkening uncertainty, they often snap savagely at their accidental brothers

The sound of disturbed creatures scuttling off underfoot in the fetid darkness does not reassure them

Driven harshly towards the noisy, smoke-belching slaughterhouse, a black, faceless terror fills them

Spiked reports of sinister plots directed at their families keep them too alert, for far too long

Promoting a prideful ignorance nurtures the irrelevant anxieties created to hold public reason at bay

Trapped beneath their crumbled house of credit cards they still faintly hear talk show voices above

Terrorist boogeymen haunt implanted thoughts which are remotely adjusted via clever pitchmen

Too tightly packed to look down, they can only guess at the awful liquid their hooves now slosh thru

Spiraled down with lowering living standards, they decay in the clogged sewer lines of poverty

They haven’t the energy to care where fastfood comes from or where their poisoned wastes flow

Standing cheek to butt together, they are driven through dark nights in loud and filthy trailers

They never know who they hate the most: their neighbors, those who control things or themselves

Their empty footfalls resound off littered streets where the grimy pall off their lifestyle never lifts

Surviving on machine-chunked and formed meat byproducts, they strut a programmed libertarianism

Their aged parents languish on open bedsores, over-medicated and ignored by illegale caregivers

Bovine death and dismemberment is minutely analyzed by efficiency experts and cost accountants

Elders are kicked aside for financial bleeding by EndOfLife care and BigFuneral corpro parasites

Even the greatest sales events and lavish sports extravaganzas cannot completely calm them now

Inexorably prodded closer to the sound of their co-workers packing up as they are offshored forever

Awakening me at 3AM, sweating from a bad dream, slowly twisting back to the real nightmare

Carne asustada still sensing that something must be wrong, even given all the pills and propaganda

Smirkingly-Dismissive Of The Flakey-Fakes

“We're here to defeat them. We're here to politically defeat them and see to it their agenda does not succeed.” R. Limbaugh

They perch on a high bluff of false righteousness shaking their heads at the Just-don’t-get-it-agains

Suckling the lower class on a sugary pabulum of ignorant pride and canned Traditional family values©

Even more vain than good-looking, expensively-costumed, cosmetized with every hair just so in place

Imperiously solving complex issues with a dismissive wave, dubious common sense and rigged polls

Smirking with a brief headshake as out-of-context clips reveal their opponent’s folly - Once again!

Able to convince their childlike audience the CorPros really have worker and family interests at heart

Amazingly glib and fast-talking and armed with microphone silencers to talk right over their ‘guests’

Backed by for-profit thinktank statistics that would be fuzzy maths if created by their pukish enemies

Smugly confident behind impervious-to-questioning beliefs like: This is ThE greatest country on earth

Scathingly contemptuous of the EPA for its expensive interference in patriotic market competition

Drilling common folk on evil unions, the follies of globalization and slashing socialist entitlements

Paid to be divisive, fuel anger and spawn hatred, they deliberately help us to ignore the real issues…

They are enraged by their own misrepresentation of intrusive smog rulings and healthcare takeovers

Leveling a pre-written sarcastic humor at wimp environmentalists and their tiny, useless desert fishes

Heaping scorn upon the cowardly cut-and-runners while fanning phony fears of unlawful combatants

Paid the big bucks to stir up hatred, encourage violence and nurture addiction to flavored soundbites

Searingly rejecting job-killing tax increases on the rich in a way that the working man finds sensible

So, so professional in beautifully-useless suits with bright ties selected by swishy costume designers

Mouthpieces of closet corporate leaders, paid to spin the ignorant masses by preaching glossy vitriol

Chuckling safely behind flag and family, paid to espouse a traditional morality they flout in secret

Raising the volume and firing simultaneous catchphrase volleys: this is their fair and balanced debate

Rudely cutting short any who try with elitist over-complication to contradict their sponsored epistles

Dramatically disdainful of the regulators, tree-huggers, health-foodies, recyclistas and sustainabillies

Sewn from the same fabric as the old TV evangelists but even slicker and backed by silent big money

Skillful at heaping their latest paid messages on top of what they portray as widely accepted reality

Dismissing pitifully foolish opposition guests with a conspiratorial smirk to a bobbleheaded audience

Spending days harping on non-issues sponsors deem to resonate within the empty heads of viewers

Offhandedly tossing around un-fact-checked barbs laced with sarcastic humor and a caustic disbelief

Expert at appearing to bravely stand up alone against what they call a vast and evil media conspiracy

Effectively providing the ignorant, aged and scared with simple, credible and consistent explanations

Profiting handsomely on ghost-written books they don’t even bother to read, but enjoy autographing

Convincingly steering us away from that old and socialist, weak and failing European model

Sponsors pay them well to deliver pre-baked applause lines through their artificially-whitened sneers

They present their enemies initiatives as worn-out jokes which those silly fools just can’t stop telling

Paid to fatuously reduce all complex issues to sponsored catchphrases with simple yes-or-no answers

But, Ha-ha, they’re unceremoniously cast aside when their immorality or greed trips them up at last

This Aint No Recession

It aint no double-dip, it’s a multi-dip: And each dip lowers your living standard

Recessions end and stuff rebounds but now we lead a group known as the Undeveloping Countries

The MultiNationals behind globalization are herding everyone to a uniform level of barest subsistence

The Pakis and such are real good with it, but if you’ve ever known any better, you aint gonna like it

You’ll keep paying more and earning less with fewer benefits until we’re all globally competitive

This aint no recession: This here is a permanent fall from the artificial economic grace we once knew

And all the politicians demanding God Bless America after every speech aint gonna change it one bit

It wont be so bad, your kids have already adjusted their expectations by becoming mumbling slackers

We can probably start a patronage system for plum government jobs - like they used to have in India

But be careful of going in debt for overpriced education with the real prospect of never finding a job

Drop the cherished myth that your kids futures are always brighter than your own…It just aint so Bud!

Get ready to take on a real tax burden and simply forget about then promised entitlement programs

Just save some memories of the good old days for your grandkids – They’ll know you’ve finally lost it

We’ll read of a ponzi 3% GDP growth, but it’ll be swallowed by deliberately underestimated inflation

Get used to failing bridges, unstable power grids and a degrading environment – It’s all we can afford

But, wait: Gutlessly sociopathic, closet corporate leaders will get even richer, successful or not

For this aint even a depression, it’s just the New Normal: Work more, get less, pay more, die younger

Forget about cruise vacations, new cars, faux mansions and such treats – That’s so like 20^th Century

Deal with it – You’re downsized permanently, you got no savings and your Medicare is going away

This aint no recession but rather living the new reality of being undeveloping former firstworlders

Them greedy foreigners aint gonna finance your home equity loans and credit cards no-mo, no suh

Arent no jumpstarts, quick fixes or kickstarts gonna get you a job or stop the middle class shrinking

You can safely default on all your loans and cards cause you aint gonna get no more credit anyway

You’ll laugh at the crap about finance, realestate and consumers being the engines of our prosperity

Look, we won’t tax-and-spend or budget-slash and de-regulate our way from under this just decay

Oh, and dont get any attitude or you’ll be quickly culled from the hundreds of applicants per bad job

But dont worry, they wont stop subsidizing creating of your diabetes, hypertension and heart disease

And theyll keep making the jobs worse so you wont take them, but their disposable illegales still will

This aint no business cycle, the good jobs aint comin back and thats Alabama not Whateverstan on TV

But you can still pledge your fictional soul as collateral in their imaginary-paradise-for-nothing scam

The population’s too large and cheap resources are too depleted to power more extractive prosperity

This decaying and antiquated infrastructure is still good enough for any rapidly undeveloping country

The elite will keep flying overhead, driving by with their windows up and living under tighter security

They'll keep media puppets pumping crap about how freeing markets could solve all of your problems

And, oh darn, they cant hire you now cause you been out of work too long, not cause you’re too old…

This aint no downturn, this is a nosedive: into the infectious dirt of an ignorant and 3^rd world future

Its OK, your kids will accept the benefitless, peasant wages of a globalized world in economic flatline