Drone Clone

May 24, 2013 – 7:15 pm


9/11 gave the USA the moral right to wage a never-ending war of terrorism around the globe. The Pentagon has fought wars in Afghanistan and Iraq. The CIA has abducted potential threats and renditioned them to torture palaces in Poland, Syria, Thailand, and Egypt with the aid of our allies. President Barack Obama came to power vowing to change the GW Bush legacy, however over a hundred prisoners are on a hunger strike in Gitmo Bay, the NSA spies on the public, and drone missiles kill civilians in Pakistan and Yemen. This week the president defended the continued use of drone missiles at the National Defense University in Washington DC.

“So this is a just war – a war waged proportionally, in last resort, and in self-defence.”

Sorry, I don’t believe you.

Torture is torture and murder is murder.

We are a target for ‘terrorists’, because we back Israel, Arab dictatorships, and repressive governments to preserve our power, so SUVs get cheap gas.

Barack Obama never mentioned the words Israel or Palestine, instead he offered a hypocritical apology.

“And yet as our fight enters a new phase, America’s legitimate claim of self-defence cannot be the end of the discussion. To say a military tactic is legal, or even effective, is not to say it is wise or moral in every instance.”

This fight is not our fight.

It is Israel’s and if you want to avoid terrorism.

Avoid Israel.

Sorry, but I call them as I see them.

Barack is GW Bush.

ps fuck shin bet

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Da Bronx Then

May 23, 2013 – 8:23 pm

When the Bronx was Da Bronx.

1976.

The birthplace of Rap.

A neighbor has a photo of two boys playing basketball with a tenement on fire in the near background.

That’s the way it was.

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The City Of Canes

May 23, 2013 – 8:00 pm


Over the last three days I’ve been working on the Old Bronx Opera House. Investors are transforming the old theatre on 149th Street into a hotel, hoping to draw travelers to the Hub, which was once the symbol of urban decay for America. City authorities hoped to revitalize the South Bronx shopping area, but nothing I saw over the past few days showed any sign of salvation.

“What you think?” Oskar came from Mexico.

“This is a fucked up street.” I pointed to four men limping on the sidewalks. Each was aided by a cane. Two more were across the busy street.

“Why they have canes?” Oskar was a hard worker. He regarded the denizens of the South Bronx with disdain.

“I don’t know.”

“Maybe they get hit by cars.”

“Maybe.” Bronxites were notorious jaywalkers.

“Yo, man, what this going to be?” shouted an old junkie from the street. His cane was bent from overuse.

“A hotel.”

“A hotel here.” His methadone eyes widened in disbelief. “Only hotels around here were whorehouses.”

“Times change.”

“Times never change in the South Bronx.”

Oskar and I said nothing. We thought the same thing. 149th Street was pure Bronx.

Planet B to the end of the world.

ps Will Rogers, the Marx Brothers, George Burns, Gracie Allen, George M. Cohan, Eddie Cantor, John Bunny, and Harry Houdini appeared at the Bronx Opera House. It sat 1400.

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The Ugliness of Free Enterprise

May 21, 2013 – 11:01 pm

Senator Elizabeth Warren has been lauded for suggesting that the interest on student loans be lowered to subsidized America’s Future, however no one is proposing free education since this country prefers free enterprise.

The entire yearly debt of college owns comes to $50 billion dollars.

The same cost of running the wars in Afghanistan.

So the choice is education or the endless War on Terror.

Talk about that Ms. Warren and we might think you know what you’re talking about.

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Three Cowboy Jokes

May 21, 2013 – 10:50 pm


# 1

How do you know when you get to Oklahoma? You smell cow shit.

How do you know when you get to Texas? You step in the cow shit.

# 2

An old cowboy sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. As he sipped his drink, a young woman sat down next to him. She turned to the cowboy and asked, “Are you a real cowboy?”

He replied, “Well, I’ve spent my whole life, breaking colts, working cows, going to rodeos, fixing fences, pulling calves, bailing hay, doctoring calves, cleaning my barn, fixing flats, working on tractors, and feeding my dogs, so I guess I am a cowboy.”

She said, “I’m a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I think about women. When I shower, I think about women. When I watch TV, I think about women. I even think about women when I eat. It seems that everything makes me think of women.”

The two drank in silence.

A little while later, a man sat down on the other side of the old cowboy and asked, “Are you a real cowboy?”

He replied, “I always thought I was, but I just found out I’m a lesbian.”

# 3

An Arab, and American Indian, and a cowboy are sitting around a fire in the far West. The American Indian throws on a log and says, “Once we were many, now we are few.”

“Once we were few and now we are many,” The Arab boasts before throwing a log on the fire.

“That’s only because you haven’t played Cowboys and Arabs.” The cowboy takes our his peacemaker and throws a log on the fire.

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