The Rebellion

Is over

They won / win

With nary

A shot fired

A penny spent and

Zero casualties



Just by dangling

Content carrots

In and out of context



Bourgeois bait

If one will not do

Will tease

With 3 or 2



Some even

In rotation

For a short

Memory nation

Singularly focused

On the latest

Distraction



You know the topics

For a people myopic

At any given time

A chance to opine


On

Immigration

Abortion

Ammunition

Via (gun) penis extention

Incarceration

Education

Deforestation

Over fishing the oceans




The latest is a mind bender

People arguing over gender

When one ought to care less

However, I transgress



Except for hermaphrodites

This is easily understood

When it comes to reproduction

There is but one set of goods


Matters not to the forever distracted

Losing their minds arguing over

Something infinitely protracted




The better each works

When people get hurt

Gives them a tally

To inspire the next

Two-minute hate rally



Here’s what I learned

When once was a lad

Thinking, I was rebellious

For the length of hair I had


Made a loose lipped comment to someone older I knew that “I” was “fighting” the system of authority and conformity. When he calmly said, the “they’s” want me to have long hair.

What, what what? How’s that? No way, I’m rebelling. Yet, in an instant, I knew he was right. The system is supported by empty headed distractions, so to speak. Keeping everyone occupied over trivialities of no importance. There is / was no “system” to buck, it is all the system. A system of corruption and consumption.

Did I cut my hair, no, but have since always gone about a lifetime working on my inner self. (The length eventually took care of itself.)

“In a world where self-hatred is a multi-billion dollar industry, loving yourself is a radical act.” – Gala Darling


Shortly followed up by George Carlin’s wisdom.


“Cause that’s all you ever hear about in this country. It’s our differences. That’s all the media and the politicians are ever talking about–the things that separate us, things that make us different from one another. 

That’s the way the ruling class operates in any society. They try to divide the rest of the people. They keep the lower and the middle classes fighting with each other so that they, the rich, can run off with all the fucking money!

Fairly simple thing. Happens to work. You know? Anything different–that’s what they’re gonna talk about–race, religion, ethnic and national background, jobs, income, education, social status, sexuality, anything they can do to keep us fighting with each other, so that they can keep going to the bank!

You know how I define the economic and social classes in this country? The upper class keeps all of the money, pays none of the taxes. The middle class pays all of the taxes, does all of the work. The poor are there just to scare the shit out of the middle class. Keep ’em showing up at those ‘jobs’.”

– George Carlin


Likewise

“Yeah. Another tip. Another tip for the men. The earring. The thing with the earrings. It’s over. It’s been over for a long time. Doesn’t mean anything anymore. It was supposed to piss off the squares. The squares are wearing them now! Doesn’t mean anything.

It’s just fucking jewelry, unless you have an earring with a live baby hanging from it. It’s just jewelry. And I want you to know I’m in favor of self-mutilation and personal disfigurement. I’ve always said there’s nothing like puncturing and perforating your skin in a dozen or so places in order to demonstrate your high self-esteem.

When I see a young man decorating his scalp with a soldering iron I say: there’s a happy guy, thinks highly of himself.”

– George Carlin

Meanwhile in our current state of devolution, people in relative ok physical health are requesting and having Josef Mengele type unnecessary surgeries to be “different”, then how they were born.

Deadly enhancements, alterations, castrations, all in the name of some bizarre rationalization to be unique……like everyone else.


The backstory to this is from reading a former acquaintance meme post that read ;

“Your Gender was assigned by God. He was not confused.”

Holy Fuck

“The God excuse.

The last refuge of a man with no answers and no argument,  it came from god.

Anything we can’t describe, must have come from God.”

– George Carlin

Leave God alone, meanwhile, speaking of confused, most of all this bullshit trouble started, by humanity assigning God….a gender.

“God is the Word and the Word is God.” – John 1:1

In its simplest terms God is

“An energy field created by all living things. It surrounds us, penetrates us, and binds the galaxy together.”

– Obi-Wan Kenobi

Also known as the Higgs ocean / the God particle.

In other words, too powerful to have a pecker.

“But I want you to know something, this is sincere, I want you to know when it comes to believing in God, I really tried, I really, really tried. I tried to believe that there is a God who created each of us in his own image and likeness, loves us very much, and keeps a close eye on things, I really tried to believe that but I gotta tell you, the longer you live, the more you look around, the more you realize something is fucked up.

Something is wrong here… war, disease, death, destruction, hunger, filth, poverty, torture, crime, corruption, and the Ice Capades. Something is definitely wrong. This is not good work. If this is the best God can do, I am not impressed. Results like these don’t belong on the résumé of a supreme being.

This is the kind of shit you’d expect from an office temp with a bad attitude. And just between you and me, between you and me, in any decently run universe, this guy would have been out on his all-powerful ass a long time ago.

And by the way, I say “this guy” because I firmly believe, looking at these results, that if there is a God, it has to be a man; no woman could or would ever fuck things up like this!

So if, if there is a God, if there is, I think most reasonable people might agree that he’s at least incompetent and maybe, just maybe doesn’t give a shit. Doesn’t give a shit… which I admire in a person and which will explain a lot of these bad results.”

– George Carlin


When the flesh has decomposed from one’s rotting corpse and the plastic has melted away, the alien anthropologists*, will know what gender you once were, by the remaining brittle bone skeleton. The one that supported you in this lifetime. The frame to the car you drove and did or did not take care of.


“I write to expunge the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”


– Angelo Devlin



“Amused To Death”

Doctor Doctor what is wrong with me
This supermarket life is getting long
What is the heart life of a colour TV
What is the shelf life of a teenage queen
Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl
News hound sniffs the air
When Jessica Hahn goes down
He latches on to that symbol
Of detachment
Attracted by the peeling away of feeling
The celebrity of the abused shell the belle
Ooh western woman
Ooh western girl
And the children of Melrose
Strut their stuff
Is absolute zero cold enough
And out in the valley warm and clean
The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think
No tears to cry
All sucked dry
Down to the very last breath
Bartender what is wrong with me
Why I am so out of breath
The captain said excuse me ma’am

This species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
We watched the tragedy unfold
We did as we were told
We bought and sold
It was the greatest show on earth
But then it was over
We oohed and aahed
We drove our racing cars
We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed look-out
Spied a flickering light
Our last hurrah
And when they found our shadows
Groups ’round the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data in their lists
And then the *alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason
For our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death
No tears to cry
No feelings left


This species has amused itself to death

Amused itself to death

– Roger Waters


Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death

No Rebellion required