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It’s a Privilege

Our grandfather was a roofer and he spent his whole life busting his ass to provide for his working class children and then his working class grandchildren and then, when he was 68 years old he was repairing a chimney … Continue reading

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The Poppies Are Everywhere

Marx called religion the opium of the masses but we pray to Gods of war and the poppies are everywhere and we pretend to remember (and care) and we feel so much better now and we won’t dare question the … Continue reading

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As The Rich Cast Lots For Our Souls

A lot of Americans are unhappy and unhealthy simply because there is no profit in happiness or in health a few people accumulate massive wealth from just the opposite nor does sobriety fit into the profit motive there is only … Continue reading

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So…I Smoked Crack

So… I smoked crack not long after I got back from Iraq. We had been up all night and I lost track of time after too much salt and too many limes and too many lines blurring reality and I … Continue reading

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The Eyes Have It

The eyes of the prophets are crossed and the line is dotted signs are spotted in the crowd remove the shroud it’s too loud to think swim, don’t sink but crossed eyes blink Morse code teaching us to curse the winding … Continue reading

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29 People

According to Merriam-Webster, the definition of terrorism is “The use of violent acts to frighten the people in an area as a way of trying to achieve a political goal.”   29 people were killed today in a terrorist attack. … Continue reading

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Pali

Longing to set sail once more casualties of a war waged with germs and guns and drugs and spam and pineapples and sugarcane and chemicals and steel and my heart is numb and I cannot feel your pain the goddess … Continue reading

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