FREE SPEECH FOR THE DUMB
FREE SPEECH FOR THE DUMB
President Bush thinks we live in a wonderful country where we’re allowed to express ourselves. And you know, he’s right. It’s great where we can live in a country where it’s impossible to protest against an official state visit by one of the biggest, most bloodthirsty murders in human history.
Bush’s ecological record speaks for itself and it says one short ugly sentence : Fuck The Future, This Is Profit.
Bush’s political record is equally blunt : God Bless America. And God’s Blessed Country Bombs Anyone Who Opposes it.
Bush’s corporate record is equally vile : Power is For Sale.
But worse than this is the overall arrogance of the multitudes of Americans. Not your average Yank (and how I hate that phrase), but the arrogance of the American Military, their Corporations, and their fucking TV stations.
The fact that in order to protect the hallowed, sacred cow that is President Bush, the American Military Intelligence (“Two words together that don’t make sense” © Dave Mustaine), the US Army have demanded only a few precautionary measures when he visits .
Like the right to shoot to kill.
Like the right to import a handheld cannon called a “Minigun” that’s the most dangerous thing in the world you can hold in your hand (apart from a wedding ring).
Like the right to create a ‘sterile zone’ around The President in the busiest city in the world.
Like the right to close the entire of London’s airways to prevent attacks.
Like the right to close all of London’s tubes. Just in case some mad suicide bomber, with a finely tuned altometer and a backpack full of explosives (no doubt developed by the Americans anyway), wants to blow up a tube train.
Just in case you’re in no doubt whatsoever, he’s not my president. He’s not even America’s President.
WE, THE SILENCED
Yes, we, the free, those who relish the privilege of being able to voice our opinions, those who breathe the fresh air of democracy have been silenced to protect the security of a power mad, irresponsible dictator operating outside the will of the people, driving the world towards an all too preventable conflict that bring all of us to our extinction.
Hypocrisy stinks. We, the people. We, the free. We, the silent. We, whose only choice is between Pepsi or Coke. Democracy? A joke. Pass me a Pepsi will yah, I need a drink to toast freedom, democracy and the hyprocritical way.
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