American Oligarchy sweating Beads of Nervous
Beads of Nervous are a continuous flow of red DNA droplets of anxiety, hysteria and paranoia; a special kind of sweat, if you will.
These were the droplets pouring out from all pores of the Oligarchy last election night on November 2nd in 2008. As it were, whenever the votes from voting precinct were analyzed, the announcer would always tell us the percentage of white males who voted for Obama and the outpouring of droplets would begin anew. Over and over it went, a copious flow of droplets with each announcement of the percentage of the white male voting for Obama. It quickly became apparent to me there were warm feelings directed towards those white men and very soon afterwards, Glenn Beck hit center stage with chalkboard and megaphone at hand to bring them back into the fold followed by Dick Cheney, Carl Rove and Dick Armey with rolled-up sleeves but, alas, to no avail.
For it seems old trusty Joe Six Pack had begun drifting his attentions in the direction of the TeaBaggers and the wrath of the Oligarchy could no longer be contained. TeaBaggers had to be discredited by any means necessary. They had to be infiltrated by the “Get the job done Neocons” who were quickly spotted and thrown under the bus and the poster carriers trying to make TeaBaggers look like ‘Nigger haters’ were also identified and thrown under the bus. TeaBaggers were people of no nonsense. “We're on a mission from God” they were known to mutter and in defiance, “We‘re gonna take our country back!”
“This can not continue,” cried the obviously Beads Nervous Oligarchy, “woe is me!” Their media and television pundit were ordered to always show TeaBaggers in a bad light. If you have TeaBaggers on your television show, they were instructed, do not let them talk about their agenda. Be aggressive in interviews with them. Poo-pah everything they say and highlight the trivial. We‘ll show’em!
“I know what to do” said another. “Let’s get Pookey and his wife Shamika to help us. Let’s shame them into voting. They don’t know what’s going on,” he says wiping droplets from his face and balding head, “they’ll make up for those fancy, smancy white boys!”
This pronouncement made the whole room erupt in joyous celebration, “Long live the (Negro, African-American, Blacks, Niggers, Colored people)” they garbled in questionable unison. The conference ended in the chaos in which it began and they all left the conference room feeling good, last man turning out the lights.
Fighting for the dignity of my Ancestors,
God bless Bill Gates, WPFW, C-SPAN and the spirits of the unborn for the help,
BB
These were the droplets pouring out from all pores of the Oligarchy last election night on November 2nd in 2008. As it were, whenever the votes from voting precinct were analyzed, the announcer would always tell us the percentage of white males who voted for Obama and the outpouring of droplets would begin anew. Over and over it went, a copious flow of droplets with each announcement of the percentage of the white male voting for Obama. It quickly became apparent to me there were warm feelings directed towards those white men and very soon afterwards, Glenn Beck hit center stage with chalkboard and megaphone at hand to bring them back into the fold followed by Dick Cheney, Carl Rove and Dick Armey with rolled-up sleeves but, alas, to no avail.
For it seems old trusty Joe Six Pack had begun drifting his attentions in the direction of the TeaBaggers and the wrath of the Oligarchy could no longer be contained. TeaBaggers had to be discredited by any means necessary. They had to be infiltrated by the “Get the job done Neocons” who were quickly spotted and thrown under the bus and the poster carriers trying to make TeaBaggers look like ‘Nigger haters’ were also identified and thrown under the bus. TeaBaggers were people of no nonsense. “We're on a mission from God” they were known to mutter and in defiance, “We‘re gonna take our country back!”
“This can not continue,” cried the obviously Beads Nervous Oligarchy, “woe is me!” Their media and television pundit were ordered to always show TeaBaggers in a bad light. If you have TeaBaggers on your television show, they were instructed, do not let them talk about their agenda. Be aggressive in interviews with them. Poo-pah everything they say and highlight the trivial. We‘ll show’em!
“I know what to do” said another. “Let’s get Pookey and his wife Shamika to help us. Let’s shame them into voting. They don’t know what’s going on,” he says wiping droplets from his face and balding head, “they’ll make up for those fancy, smancy white boys!”
This pronouncement made the whole room erupt in joyous celebration, “Long live the (Negro, African-American, Blacks, Niggers, Colored people)” they garbled in questionable unison. The conference ended in the chaos in which it began and they all left the conference room feeling good, last man turning out the lights.
Fighting for the dignity of my Ancestors,
God bless Bill Gates, WPFW, C-SPAN and the spirits of the unborn for the help,
BB
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