Dry Rot

“Failed states—czarist Russia, the Weimar Republic, the former Yugoslavia—vomit up political monstrosities. We will be no different.” Chris Hedges

The state of North Dakota wants to arrest Amy Goodman

For doing her job;

Guess the folks up there haven’t heard about the 1st Amendment.

The Standing Rock Sioux are standing against the bulldozers,

Machines on one side, men and women on the other,

But the big media can’t be bothered to get off their lazy asses

And cover the story.

The Southside of Chicago is a war zone as hot as Beirut once was,

as dangerous as Sadr City or Aleppo,

But when violence is black-on-black,

America doesn’t care;

“Let them kill each other, then we’ll clean up the mess.”

Hopeless children armed to the teeth, fighting to the death

Over turf long since abandoned by those with the power to

Help.

Democracy in America withers on the vine by design. The more

Obedient, quiet and pacified the people are, the better the oligarchs

Like it.

Money is our God, war our narcotic.

Our politicians slash taxes on the wealthy and lob trillions

At the Pentagon

Decade after decade

Then blame the poor and the elderly for the budget deficit.

Morning in America means private opulence and public squalor.

The American Kool-Aid, brewed in the fevered imaginations of

Greedy capitalists, is that tax cuts and loopholes for the wealthy

Produce prosperity for everyone.

This is just one of the destructive lies that left

the bridge to the middle class in splinters.

Our brand of capitalism enriches the few and punishes the many,

ruins lives, makes men and women disposable, trashes the planet.

I pity you if you think Trump or Clinton is inclined to stop our slide; the

Dry rot in both parties is terminal, and more of the same means death.

The central banks

Of the world are out of options

So

When the next crash hits

2008 might look like a blip.