Should I hate a people for the shade of their skin
Or the shape of their eyes or the shape I'm in
Should I hate 'em for having our jobs today
No I hate the men sent the jobs away
I can see them all now, they haunt my dreams
All lily white and squeaky clean
They've never known want, they'll never know need
Their shit don't stink and their kids won't bleed
Their kids won't bleed in the damn little war
And we can't make it here anymore

The Assassinated Press

Wall Street Carpet Bombs Main Street.
Until the U.S. Develops a Mechanism for Taking Corporate Compensation Charlatans and Wall Street Bonus Bums Out into a Field and Putting a Bullet Into the Back of Their Heads, Just Shut the Fuck Up.
1) Press Your Elected Officials to Support the Death Penalty for Corporate, Bank and Wall Street Fraud.
2) Work For Candidates Who Will Introduce Legislation to Bring About Capital Punishment for 'Capital' Offenses
3) Work For the Death Penalty for Elected Officials and Military Brass Who Accept Money to Cover Up Corporate Felonies
4) Picket the Media That Cynically Shills for Corporate Criminals Under a Populist Guise

By YASO ADIODI
The Assassinated Press
1/13/09

Ah! Bad old Wall Street. The fuckers are taking enormous bonuses, yet again, right after fucking up everything and leaving millions of Americans without jobs. Its so bad even the corvee labor from the Third World where U.S. foreign policy has ruined so many economies are no longer coming to the U.S.

And the tea baggers starve even as they let PR firms lead them around by their bigotry. When are those assholes going to get some sack since brains seem out of the question?

“You knew I was a snake,” laughs the Wall Street goon all the way to the Bank, the same bank that fuckin’ helped him steal billions.

America’s comedians make jokes. America’s right wing pundits blow smoke. Middle America spreads its cheeks and lets the smoke go up into their lower intestine where Rush Limbaugh has so often planted his organ. America’s unemployed make jokes when they’re not busy beating the wife and kids out of frustration and terror or drinking themselves into an early grave. It seems the tea bags are filled with crystal meth.

You can believe that the elite feels certain that the underclass in America will sort out their desperation among themselves the old fashioned way—by scapegoating and bloodshed.

“I can hire one half of the working class to kill the other half,” chuckled robber baron Jay Gould. And that old saw is truer today than it ever was.

Fox news and Rush Limbaugh and Clearwater shill for the rich. Limbaugh with his $50 million a year perches on the low rung of those he whores for.

So it’s all talk, talk from all sides.

You want to talk about war, O’Reilly. The folks that own you are literally killing the average American while you massage his prejudices like a populist politician in the South in the late 19th and most of the 20th century.

“No bubba. You ain’t got shit and me and the combines and syndicates that control me don’t want to you to have shit. But there’s fucking one thing THEY can’t take away from you and that’s your white skin.” All important—deflect with the ‘they.’

“We don’t fucking care if you’re white, black, blue or pink. We just want to get over on you, rip you off and murder your family as our desires dictate usually in imperialist wars to further enrich ourselves.” Divide and conquer--the heart and soul of FOX and Clearwater and every corporate lobbyist and corporate board behind them. Think health insurance companies. Or if you’re nostalgic try big tobacco.

“We’ve fucked over the rest of the world or at least as muceh as couldn’t resist us and now we at the Big Banks, Wall Street and Corporate America are coming after you, tea bagger, full force. No more pussy footing you dumb fucks into an early grave like we done for the past 30 years starting in earnest with the patron saint of diseased shills Ronald Reagan. Its wall to Wall Street shills now and we’re coming for your children.”

Glenn Beck is fond of saying Communism is dead, that it didn’t work. This must make the Chinese laugh their asses off.

Maybe Beck cringes a bit at how the Chinese deal with their elites for example executives and party members caught acting in felonious and murderous ways. They try them and if and when convicted they march them off to a field and put a bullet into the back of the offending elite’s head. That’s real democracy. Everybody’s ass is up for grabs. Not just Madoff and the UBS whistleblower doing time. The whistleblower, Bradley Birkenfeld, should receive the Medal of Honor for blowing the whistle on the thousands of rich American tax cheats with illegal Swiss bank accounts while the blood of the American Christian underclass flows in Anbar, Waziristan, New Orleans and Wilmington Ohio.

As Americans, we should be asking one simple question. Would capital punishment for monumental ‘capital’ crimes such as we’ve seen in the last three decades most notably the current Wall Street financial genocide and the invasion of Iraq based on lies deter such crimes.

How many former high government officials, billionaire investors, corrupt bankers and thieving Wall Street brokers would have to receive the bullet to the back of the brain to serve as a deterrent?

After all, were dealing with sociopaths who are enticed by billions while children, your children starve, go without shoes and clothes, education, jobs and ultimately forced into the military via this economic draft in a vicious cycle of abetting the rich in their quest to steal from the rest of the world.

If the law were drawn up and applied fairly certainly a very high percentage of the rich elites from banking, the military industrial complex, Wall Street and corporations in general would be executed. Certainly, the number would be in the thousands.

We can’t just pick a sampling as our comedians John Stewart and Bill Maher have suggested. The law must be applied equally no matter the mind numbing number of offenders.

The rich are at war with us. They have made that perfectly clear from the UBS fraud to the Wall Street collapse.

This is no time to deflect your anger to those who had nothing to do with your current misery. This a time to build a legal apparatus for dealing with a sociopathic class of people which feels its are privileged to kill you and yours to continue to enrich themselves. It’s self-defense.

First, we build the law. Around righteousness, the scaffolding will follow.

"We Can't Make it Here"
Lyrics

Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
Flag on the wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing, both hands free
No one's paying much mind to him
The V.A. budget's stretched so thin
And there's more comin' home from the Mideast war
We can't make it here anymore

That big ol' building was the textile mill
It fed our kids and it paid our bills
But they turned us out and they closed the doors
We can't make it here anymore

See all those pallets piled up on the loading dock
They're just gonna set there till they rot
'Cause there's nothing to ship, nothing to pack
Just busted concrete and rusted tracks
Empty storefronts around the square
There's a needle in the gutter and glass everywhere
You don't come down here 'less you're looking to score
We can't make it here anymore

The bar's still open but man it's slow
The tip jar's light and the register's low
The bartender don't have much to say
The regular crowd gets thinner each day

Some have maxed out all their credit cards
Some are working two jobs and living in cars
Minimum wage won't pay for a roof, won't pay for a drink
If you gotta have proof just try it yourself Mr. CEO
See how far 5.15 an hour will go
Take a part time job at one of your stores
Bet you can't make it here anymore

High school girl with a bourgeois dream
Just like the pictures in the magazine
She found on the floor of the laundromat
A woman with kids can forget all that
If she comes up pregnant what'll she do
Forget the career, forget about school
Can she live on faith? live on hope?
High on Jesus or hooked on dope
When it's way too late to just say no
You can't make it here anymore

Now I'm stocking shirts in the Wal-Mart store
Just like the ones we made before
'Cept this one came from Singapore
I guess we can't make it here anymore

Should I hate a people for the shade of their skin
Or the shape of their eyes or the shape I'm in
Should I hate 'em for having our jobs today
No I hate the men sent the jobs away
I can see them all now, they haunt my dreams
All lily white and squeaky clean
They've never known want, they'll never know need
Their sh@# don't stink and their kids won't bleed
Their kids won't bleed in the da$% little war
And we can't make it here anymore

Will work for food
Will die for oil
Will kill for power and to us the spoils
The billionaires get to pay less tax
The working poor get to fall through the cracks
Let 'em eat jellybeans let 'em eat cake
Let 'em eat sh$%, whatever it takes
They can join the Air Force, or join the Corps
If they can't make it here anymore

And that's how it is
That's what we got
If the president wants to admit it or not
You can read it in the paper
Read it on the wall
Hear it on the wind
If you're listening at all
Get out of that limo
Look us in the eye
Call us on the cell phone
Tell us all why

In Dayton, Ohio
Or Portland, Maine
Or a cotton gin out on the great high plains
That's done closed down along with the school
And the hospital and the swimming pool
Dust devils dance in the noonday heat
There's rats in the alley
And trash in the street
Gang graffiti on a boxcar door
We can't make it here anymore

Music and lyrics © 2004 by James McMurtry


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