Tag Archives: America

A few bad apples

The people who say, “There’s just a few bad apples” refuse to look at  the roots of the trees, refuse  to believe the soil tests refuse to believe  that those apples aren’t rotten, refuse to believe  that all the apples  … Continue reading

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Squealing For More

If you curse the name Donald Trump but have never heard the names William Kristol or Robert Kagan I suggest you begin to read what was written by these men and signed by the who’s who of DC’s neoconservative crew, … Continue reading

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Our Currency

If you try to use our currency, we’ll do our  best to help you see the error of your ways, to  see that violence only pays if you have the  biggest banks and you buy the  biggest tanks and you  … Continue reading

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The Gods That We Trust

We sigh as we watch  synagogues, mosques, and  black churches burning. We’re yearning for a better  world but we’re too comfortable  in this one. We watch the news it’s just reruns, cops killing unarmed black people and Muslim cities turned … Continue reading

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Supremacy White

The red, white, & blue  is still killing black & brown  to keep Wall Street green  and supremacy white. How  do we sleep so well at night?  

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Old Piggy Bank

I think about the million human beings who were just trying to survive eighteen years ago and are no longer alive because America had to go shake the queen’s old piggy bank and smash it on the floor and terrorize … Continue reading

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Jump Ship/I Sailed With Columbus

“I Sailed With Columbus”  When I was eight years old, in 1992 I first learned about Christopher Columbus and I sang along with my class “In fourteen-hundred and ninety-two Columbus sailed the ocean blue” and we drew pictures of him … Continue reading

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