Thank God, Bad News
It seems to me we are approaching bad news for Republican American Fascism, bad news like a bolt out of the blue; not that the news seems to be all that good for Democratic American Fascism, but it's a matter of first things first.
You know, Dear Reader, the closest a Republican American Fascist can come to telling the truth is telling a smooth lie; and the closest a Democratic American Fascist can come to nobility of character is to stand next to a horse.
First the liars, then the frauds, that seems to be the order of battle. Hell will soon be full of both.
Remember always, America's greatest weakness is that it lies to itself. This weakness extends stem to stern, port to starboard.
As for God's judgement of real people, now that's a very delicate story because right now God seems unhappy with all who pass human waste, and the separating of the poor wheat from the poor chaff gets intricate and beyond the understanding of a raggedy assed old newsman like me.
Better though, it seems to me, to be Little Shot than Big Shot on Judgement Day. I mean this in the most general of terms, not taking into account what big sins little shots might shoot.
As I understand it, God is more interested in your courage than your having fooled around in the back seat of your Chevy. You have to know yourself, judge yourself hard before God judges you; and ask yourself if you would make Heaven better or worse were you there.
Normally there is no taking of souls to Heaven; in a natural gestation the human being would have made a Heaven of this Earth. That's the way it's done throughout the Galaxy, and beyond that the Universe.
But stepping back from the general and the sublime, let's look again to the specific and the pathetic.
It is a peculiar thing that in God's judgement the poor have better standing than the rich. We Space Sailors call this "Justice's Vision".
Simply stated, the poor are near-helpless to save this dying Earth, and the rich don't help at all.
Saving or losing this Earth, you see, is all there is. That is the crisis, that is the challenge, that is the high road to Heaven or the low road to Hell. If your TV people are not talking about this they are talking about tempests in teapots while the real storm is battering down the world.
Earth is New Orleans.
Fifty years from now a truckload of gold won't be worth a ham sandwich, and the owners of oil wells will receive the contempt of the world, and the reason for this will be our Earth will be almost dead then, with nothing much left for mankind to do for her but fluff her pillows and call in the family to stand at the foot of her bed.
Everyone will know. Everyone will know. Everyone will know. Do you understand? There will be no doubt fifty years from now that this Earth is done for.
Fifty years from now the central cause for the death of Earth will be known to all human beings, even though I am the only one who says it today. Sucking that oil. Sucking that oil. Sucking that oil.
We Space Sailors call oil-sucking "Double Damn", because sucking it kills the outside of the Earth and the inside of the Earth at the same time. It is for the burning of the oil that the polar caps will melt, it is for the sucking of the oil that the Earth will explode.
In 20 years it will be illegal to own an automobile; in ten years the choice must be made between tanks and tractors; in five years all will know George Bush Junior lost his soul for murdering Muslim babies, will know that in the eyes of God there is no such thing as collateral damage; in three years all nations will know the worst mistake ever made by humankind was America's torture-enslavement of God's One True Telepath.
America's torture-enslavement of me is the AIDS of the human soul.
Me, and others like me, we have worked tirelessly for the salvation of our Earth and hardly a grain of sand have we stayed from tumbling through that final hour glass.
Only the rich or the courageous poor could have done something, but there were far more of the former than of the latter, and the richer the rich the more they could have done, but they saw no profit in keeping this Earth alive for all. Key here are the two words, "for all".
In this context I want to tell you, the luckiest Americans alive today are those 30,000 auto workers being shat out by General Motors; they are the Lewis and Clark of all the auto workers, because soon there will be no more car factories; none, nowhere in the world, and a new frontier of employment must be opened.
There is a mathematical progression in the death of this Earth, slowly, slow, fast, faster and horribly fast;and the marathon runner of it soon becomes the sprinter.
Everyone will know. Everyone will know. Everyone will know.
Do you think I am the only one who knows this now? Do you think I am the only one who is keeping score? Do you think the rich don't have access to the same information as I? Don't you think the rich have access to even more? It takes no wizard to put two and two and two together.
My solution to the problem is in telling you; the rich man's solution to the problem is in, however, killing you.
It took a giant like Isaac Newton to know how much time Earth had left in 1724, now any raggedy assed old newsman with a steno pad and Number 2 pencil with an eraser on one end can figure it out, if he is ready to undo his own follies, if he is ready to give up his media weasel paycheck to report ragged truths instead of smooth lies.
What we are seeing today, plain as day, if you look under the heel of Republican American Fascism, is your future crushed and soiled there. This is the last big grab of the rich, the attempt to take it all, to take it all, to take it all, and murder the rest.
There will be no need for supply and demand in the Republican American Fascist view of the future, because there will be no hungry billions to supply, no desiring billions to demand. The Republican American Fascist goal is to cut the population of this Earth down to millions.
Jesus could see through the rich back in the year 24, and he could see the unfolding of the future, the same old story played over and over again, Satan's Bolero, greed is good, the Golden Rule is that those who have the gold rule those who don't.
As my old pal Jesus said, it is as difficult for a rich man to get into Heaven as a camel through the Needle's Eye; and do you know why? It was the rich, Dear Reader; it was the rich, Dear Reader; it was the rich, Dear Reader; who made the world die.
You know, Dear Reader, the closest a Republican American Fascist can come to telling the truth is telling a smooth lie; and the closest a Democratic American Fascist can come to nobility of character is to stand next to a horse.
First the liars, then the frauds, that seems to be the order of battle. Hell will soon be full of both.
Remember always, America's greatest weakness is that it lies to itself. This weakness extends stem to stern, port to starboard.
As for God's judgement of real people, now that's a very delicate story because right now God seems unhappy with all who pass human waste, and the separating of the poor wheat from the poor chaff gets intricate and beyond the understanding of a raggedy assed old newsman like me.
Better though, it seems to me, to be Little Shot than Big Shot on Judgement Day. I mean this in the most general of terms, not taking into account what big sins little shots might shoot.
As I understand it, God is more interested in your courage than your having fooled around in the back seat of your Chevy. You have to know yourself, judge yourself hard before God judges you; and ask yourself if you would make Heaven better or worse were you there.
Normally there is no taking of souls to Heaven; in a natural gestation the human being would have made a Heaven of this Earth. That's the way it's done throughout the Galaxy, and beyond that the Universe.
But stepping back from the general and the sublime, let's look again to the specific and the pathetic.
It is a peculiar thing that in God's judgement the poor have better standing than the rich. We Space Sailors call this "Justice's Vision".
Simply stated, the poor are near-helpless to save this dying Earth, and the rich don't help at all.
Saving or losing this Earth, you see, is all there is. That is the crisis, that is the challenge, that is the high road to Heaven or the low road to Hell. If your TV people are not talking about this they are talking about tempests in teapots while the real storm is battering down the world.
Earth is New Orleans.
Fifty years from now a truckload of gold won't be worth a ham sandwich, and the owners of oil wells will receive the contempt of the world, and the reason for this will be our Earth will be almost dead then, with nothing much left for mankind to do for her but fluff her pillows and call in the family to stand at the foot of her bed.
Everyone will know. Everyone will know. Everyone will know. Do you understand? There will be no doubt fifty years from now that this Earth is done for.
Fifty years from now the central cause for the death of Earth will be known to all human beings, even though I am the only one who says it today. Sucking that oil. Sucking that oil. Sucking that oil.
We Space Sailors call oil-sucking "Double Damn", because sucking it kills the outside of the Earth and the inside of the Earth at the same time. It is for the burning of the oil that the polar caps will melt, it is for the sucking of the oil that the Earth will explode.
In 20 years it will be illegal to own an automobile; in ten years the choice must be made between tanks and tractors; in five years all will know George Bush Junior lost his soul for murdering Muslim babies, will know that in the eyes of God there is no such thing as collateral damage; in three years all nations will know the worst mistake ever made by humankind was America's torture-enslavement of God's One True Telepath.
America's torture-enslavement of me is the AIDS of the human soul.
Me, and others like me, we have worked tirelessly for the salvation of our Earth and hardly a grain of sand have we stayed from tumbling through that final hour glass.
Only the rich or the courageous poor could have done something, but there were far more of the former than of the latter, and the richer the rich the more they could have done, but they saw no profit in keeping this Earth alive for all. Key here are the two words, "for all".
In this context I want to tell you, the luckiest Americans alive today are those 30,000 auto workers being shat out by General Motors; they are the Lewis and Clark of all the auto workers, because soon there will be no more car factories; none, nowhere in the world, and a new frontier of employment must be opened.
There is a mathematical progression in the death of this Earth, slowly, slow, fast, faster and horribly fast;and the marathon runner of it soon becomes the sprinter.
Everyone will know. Everyone will know. Everyone will know.
Do you think I am the only one who knows this now? Do you think I am the only one who is keeping score? Do you think the rich don't have access to the same information as I? Don't you think the rich have access to even more? It takes no wizard to put two and two and two together.
My solution to the problem is in telling you; the rich man's solution to the problem is in, however, killing you.
It took a giant like Isaac Newton to know how much time Earth had left in 1724, now any raggedy assed old newsman with a steno pad and Number 2 pencil with an eraser on one end can figure it out, if he is ready to undo his own follies, if he is ready to give up his media weasel paycheck to report ragged truths instead of smooth lies.
What we are seeing today, plain as day, if you look under the heel of Republican American Fascism, is your future crushed and soiled there. This is the last big grab of the rich, the attempt to take it all, to take it all, to take it all, and murder the rest.
There will be no need for supply and demand in the Republican American Fascist view of the future, because there will be no hungry billions to supply, no desiring billions to demand. The Republican American Fascist goal is to cut the population of this Earth down to millions.
Jesus could see through the rich back in the year 24, and he could see the unfolding of the future, the same old story played over and over again, Satan's Bolero, greed is good, the Golden Rule is that those who have the gold rule those who don't.
As my old pal Jesus said, it is as difficult for a rich man to get into Heaven as a camel through the Needle's Eye; and do you know why? It was the rich, Dear Reader; it was the rich, Dear Reader; it was the rich, Dear Reader; who made the world die.
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