In the past twelve months, America
Printed twice as much money
As every American Billionaire combined,
Which is twenty percent
Of all dollars ever spent
Since 1835.
That money could pay off
All American credit card debt
AND all American student loan debt
Twice.
And so I ask:
Why do we need taxes again?
Filed under Poems
If you’re afraid someone might think
That you’re sort of a d*ck
Then emulate the mainstream news
And use this little tr*ck
Wherein you take a common word
Like ch*cken, sn*ke, or d*sc
And replace one relevant l*tter
With a h*ndy asterisk!
N*body can blame you
Or say you’re being r*de
‘Cause words like f*ck and bullsh*t
Are not, in themselves cr*de.
Don’t w*rry about the fact
That you can read all this just f*ne:
What m*tters is that readers
Know you h*ven’t got a sp*ne.
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This is not my usual content, so feel free to ignore me if you’re so inclined.
Recently, social media companies have made it common practice to suspend the rights of individuals and organizations to speak freely on their platforms. Their reasons are numerous: To prevent offense, to protect democratic integrity, to protest hate and intolerance, and many other reasons.
This suppression of free speech is legal under the laws of the USA and most other countries because users of social media agree to abide by terms and conditions of a platform. That said, the legality of such suppression is in direct violation of the universal human rights of all citizens of the United Nations’ member countries.
In 1948, the United Nations agreed on a standard of human rights accorded to all humans, regardless of race, class, gender, ethnicity, or any other factor. In this article is the following agreement:
Article 19
“Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive, and impart information through any media and regardless of frontiers.”
I believe that the current activity of social media platforms and corporations blocking individual users from sharing opinions, including those which may be intentionally or accidentally incorrect, is in violation of the spirit of human rights and international cooperation.
Furthermore, I believe that any law made by a nation with or without the consent of its people which restricts free expression (including so-called “hate speech” laws) is likewise in violation of universally recognized human rights.
If you agree with this opinion, please share this post or the text within. It is only through the collective international voice of individual humans that the liberty our forefathers intended will endure.
If you disagree, I welcome your corrections. That or just ignore me : )
Sources:
The United Nations Declaration of Universal Human Rights:
https://www.un.org/en/universal-declaration-human-rights/
Business Insider: List of Individuals Banned on Social Media Since Capital Hill Riots
The above link is not all inclusive, and is intended to verify only that social media platforms have taken the actions stated above. Please do your own research if you have doubts or want more information.
Filed under To the Reader
Eight months ago the plague began
And this is what we did:
We locked the doors and bought TP
And then, for months, we hid.
And when we ate and pooped too much
We ventured out once more,
And so it was the first lockdown
Was written in the lore.
But when the lockdown ended
It seemed the plague had not,
And it was clear the lockdown
Had not a new peace brought.
It hadn’t worked, and so the leaders
Gathered to discuss
What they could say to guarantee
Obedience from us.
What the leaders settled on
Is really rather zen:
“It didn’t work the first time,
“So let’s do the same again!”
And many of the people
Went along without a fight
Because the folks with titles
Told them, “This will make it right.”
Meanwhile, the maskless multitude
Possessing common sense
Said politely, “Thanks, no thanks.”
And thus the world grew tense…
And now a civil war of sorts
‘Tween masked and naked faces
Will not subside regardless of
How numerous the cases.
And all of this could be escaped
If one would simply say
“Do as you will with who you want
“And please respect my way.”
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Hello to you, dear reader
(Or listener, if you will).
Might I suggest a simple game
Of chance instead of skill?
It’s the tossing of a silver coin
To results in heads or tails.
Your side of choice is a liquid voice
But the other side is wails.
With a heads, you’re six feet taller
Dancing circles in the sky
With a castle full of diamonds
And a friend who’ll never die,
Your wishes but a whim away
In a life devoid of loss.
I’ll even throw a dragon in
If you’ll give my coin a toss!
With a tails, six-feet under
Is a wish that won’t come true
As sky and earth and ocean
Are a nemesis to you.
You look around at all you hate
But only mirrors see,
And the dragon’s on the table still
If you’ll toss a coin with me.
Should you face a face post-flipping
You’ll have all that you can eat,
Removed from all discomforts
And immune to all deceit.
Your words will carry weight again
And the sun will always shine.
The face you face just might be yours
If you’ll flip this coin of mine!
But if that face is hidden
Hidden will your face be too
Behind your ever-aching hands
And whatever that guy threw…
There’ll be excellence around you
But the best you’ll get is fair;
It’s the risk you take for sending
My coin spinning through the air.
Should you be a coward
To avoid the loss of tails
There’ll be lemon in your water
And wind within your sails.
Should you be a hero
And pursue the wealth of heads
You’ll have no fear of failure
And a lack of empty beds.
Euphoria awaits you
In the paradise you made
With an open grave beside it
Dug by hand and fortune’s spades.
A two-faced ally in the air
Does Heaven and Hell divide
Will you be fine with good enough
Or care to pick a side?
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Who once was an ideologue
Now bears a predacious heart,
A prerequisite for leadership
In politics and art.
Who once fantasized
Is yoked by sponsors unseen,
Separate from the audience
Who now seem unclean.
Who once dreamed of changing
Now for sameness votes,
Repelling their friends,
Trapped within their own moats.
Who is no longer meek
Now learns how and why
The meek inherit nothing
If the elites never die.
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One day I asked the clouds to dance
And one replied, “Okay.”
It gave a hand of soft white rain
And lifted me away.
We spun and twirled together
To the songs of wind and sun.
Our only rhythm: happiness,
Our only purpose: fun.
I danced next with a hurricane,
A cloud made of the sea.
Throughout the dance, it’s center part
Had eyes only for me.
I danced among the lightning bolts,
With stars and endless dark,
Then I threw up the mushrooms
That I found in Central Park.
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When you’re dead but your body won’t let you be
When you’re closed but the sign says you’re open
When you’re trying to sleep in the light and the heat
And can’t cope with how well you’re coping
It might be you’re sideways and falling
To the ground that you already touch
And it could be you feel unwelcome
In a world that adores you too much
And it could be you suffer from comfort
All alone in a room filled with you
But I have to ask why you would stay closed and die
How you feel okay to just sleep through the day
How you admit defeat to the ground at your feet
When your choices define what is true
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Where once there was a chosen one
There stands the lovely fool,
A hero who can’t distinguish
The prison from his school.
The chosen of the dragon and
The savior of the mass
Who once was slaying goblins now
Must take his english class.
The heroes, rogues, magi, and bards,
Barbarians and knights
Have no hydras to vanquish, thus
They learn the Bill of Rights.
What was a land of magic, full
Of ogres, orcs, and elves
Becomes a land where they must slay
The voices in themselves,
The ones that say “You are worthy,
“You are, by nature, fair.”
Teacher says “Slay those parasites,”
Preaching how not to care.
Though no fantastic heroes live
Today, perhaps they can;
There is a dragon, as yet unslain,
Whose form we call “The Man.”
We have the weapons, we have the words,
To fight on, brave and true.
Think for yourself and find your way
To start the tale anew.
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