Commentary/Satire by Bill the Butcher
There was a rash of text messages yesterday directed at people of color instructing them to report to a plantation and prepare to pick cotton. The messages were individual, some in exact names, addressed to all age groups, races, colors and creeds, including children.
It has now been disclosed that Iran has a concentrated effort to assassinate Donald Trump. If the project couldn’t be brought to completion before the election it would be extended after it because it was surmised that if Trump lost it would be easier to kill him then.
Then there was a flurry of speculation about possible added charges on President Elect Trump that could be in the works to deter the peaceful transfer of power in January and tie Trump up with endless courts and impeachment proceedings.
Do you see a pattern here? As Trump so wisely told us, “They’re not after me, they’re after you!” We have become so divided that we can’t see the forest for the trees. And the trees are on fire. Witt and Wittier is developing a book that will subsequently be a movie. On the surface it is an action picture designed to entertain those of the “Z” generation but if you pay attention, it is an indictment of the world as its relationship with America.
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America as been called “The Great Experiment.” The old guard had failed. They “discovered” America, and then colonized it to suck every river dry, chop down every tree, and eradicate the people who had discovered America 50,000 years before Columbus was born. He planted his flag in the Bahamas and went home with the clap.
Nothing has changed. The world has had the clap ever since as it tried to make America into Amerika. If they could just do that, they could reshape us into a reasonable facsimile of themselves and get back to business as usual.
The illusion of an ultra civilized Europe and an out-of-control United States is just that. An illusion! From King George 1776 to the horn dog they have for a king now is the same as it ever was, and the goal is to get back to chopping trees. Twice in the 20th century we had to go over there and pull their asses out of the fire because even the Europeans were sick of Europeans. And their response for our assistance was more of the same ol’ same ol’.
And this attitude pervaded the American Dream until even our privileged, our elite announced that they would leave America if the election didn’t go their way. Oh, they’d take all those American dollars with them to the south if France, you can bet on that, but while they developed their philosophy on some movie set they just couldn’t stand fair debate that suggested that maybe, just maybe America is the only country in the world that the disenfranchised break INTO instead of getting shot trying to get OUT!
We’re America. The cold nose hound dog the world despises. All their far-flung ideas have failed, and they have the bulldog clap now. And the steady drip drip drip hurts. They call us on the iPhone that we gave them to tell us we don’t know what we’re doing. They start wars, get in over their heads, call us for help, then screw us without even the common courtesy of a reach around.
And it’s got to stop! Without American dollars they would revert back to the Middle Ages and start burning witches again. Nothing has changed. They will never learn. A monkey will never write a poem no matter how long he bangs the keys.
Look around. Look at our homeless. In America? Homeless? They don’t need a handout. They need a job! There is always something to do in America. Nobody wants to beg for change on a windy corner. They just got used to it. Sunbathing in hell.
Just like during the expansion of our frontiers America needs to circle the wagons. Burn their books and write our own. Put a big “Closed” sign at the base of the Statue of Liberty. Embrace each other. Realize it’s us or them and starve them out. It won’t be hard. They’re too worried about Global Warming to smell the smoke of the fires they started. And maybe, in a hundred years or so when there are fewer of them they’ll listen. It doesn’t matter. In the Great Experiment they are just a control group.
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