
47.
[A recording]
How can you plead for mercy from anything without lifting a finger to defend yourself? Only God will give you mercy, not man. The order’s come down.
Listen to what the Robber Barons, the Banksters believe:
“The rights & interests of the laboring man
will be protected & care for by the Christian man
to whom god has given CONTROL
of the PROPERTY RIGHTS of the country.”
Well, for sure and a fine —- — to the Bankster and the Robber Baron!
- ——-Lloyd C. Blankfein, Goldman Sachs
- ——-James Dimon, JPMorgan Chase & Co.
- ——-James P. Gorman, Morgan Stanley
- ——-Vikram S. Pandit, Citigroup, Inc.
- ——-Brian T. Moynihan, Bank of America
- ——-Brendan McDonagh, HSBC
- ——-Robert W. Selander, MasterCard Incorporated
- ——-Kenneth I. Chenault, American Express Company
- ——-Rupert Murdoch, News Corporation
- ——-Glenn A. Britt, Time Warner Cable Inc.
- ——-Philippe Dauman, Viacom, Inc.
- ——-Jeffrey R. Immelt, General Electric Company
- ——-Brian L. Roberts, Comcast Corporation
- ——-Steven A. Ballmer, Microsoft Corporation
- ——-John T. Chambers, Cisco Systems, Inc.
- ——-Randall L. Stephenson, AT&T Inc.
- ——-Ivan G. Seidenberg, Verizon Communications
- ——-David G. DeWalt, McAfee, Inc.
- ——-Steven R. Loranger, ITT Corporation
- ——-Paul T. Hanrahan, AES Corporation, The
- ——-Riley P. Bechtel, Bechtel Group, Inc.
- ——-W. James McNerney , Boeing Company, The
- ——-Rex W. Tillerson, Exxon Mobil Corporation
- ——-Marvin E. Odum, Shell Oil Company
- ——-John S. Watson, Chevron Corporation
- ——-James J. Mulva, ConocoPhillips
- ——-John B. Hess, Hess Corporation
- ——-James E. Rogers Duke Energy Corporation
- ——-J. Larry Nichols, Devon Energy Corporation
- ——-Ronald A. Williams, Aetna Inc.
- ——-David Cordani, CIGNA
- ——-Jeffrey B. Kindler , Pfizer Inc.
- ——-Angela F. Braly, WellPoint, Inc.
- ——-John C. Lechleiter, Eli Lilly and Company
- ——-Edward B. Rust, Jr., State Farm
- ——-Andrew N. Liveris, Dow Chemical
- ——-James W. Owens, Caterpillar Inc.
- ——-Ellen J. Kullman, DuPont
- ——-Edward E. Whitacre Jr., General Motors Company
- ——-Michael T. Duke, Wal-Mart Stores, Inc.
We will contend with your almighty plastic! We will take on your tyranny! You will sing only an anthem of pain! All Americans know your enemy! Bring him down, like Hitler and Tojo! Plead no mercy and be no consumer. Your child is no commodity, no pittance of blood nor bone. There is no false statistic that will any longer apply to your names. Trust nothing they say to you from the TV box from Hell. Accept no management for your rage. Submit to no lie of property or prestige.
There is humiliation they will not hoist into your heart - REFUSE IT! Defend yourself, men!
***
Standing in the dark, he lit the American Spirit, from a blue pack.
The orange halo framing the full moon is marvelous to see, smoke joining him to it…
Rising above the valley, where he buried the white mother dog, by rushing water
in tall grass,
The brush monkeys sit at our kitchen table, hands hard from axes and chainsaws
from cables, and slash… they hit the bong, they tipped the suds and gave fully to mirth
- a boy sin nombre builds a home in God’s country, cultivates his rep, behind Ray Bans
& a 9mm cannon.
O to log surf, to split the rounds with a maul, to shave the beautiful bark for kindling
– I don’t relish another run in the big deuce with no brakes, but to skid the pondee
to the rack, dodging snapping snatch blocks with an eye on the winch welded to a
power wagon
***
He feels a presence lately, a guardian. His ex- used to incite radical brawls
to - he guesses - get herself off. What a loon! He considered himself lucky,
to only be exhausted, and not worse. Anything can happen. Everyday could be that
one day, his ass.
[A recording]
Let the Road lead you safely, swiftly home.
& to those now far away, some past the Milky Way
- or so my Lakota colas go, and I will hold you
close, in my heart.
***
[He talks into the tape recorder.]
Some dude missed the curve at the Pecos EXXON, jumped the curb and plowed through the rock wall, knocked over the tripod lift, and the motor on it, trashed the sedan underneath it, and landed on a pickup, after shearing off a corner of the house’s roof. The driver wasn’t hurt, but his novia was.
When I heard the impact, I leaped out of the bed, and out blinked out of the dream, with a gun in my hand. Before I came to my senses, I was convinced there was a bear in the garbage.
The dogs barked all night.
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In that it serves for exploring the laws of number and thus for knowing the future, it is called revelation. In that it serves to infuse an organic coherence in the changes, it is called the work.
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- Chapter 5, Number 8 of the Great Treatise, Book of Changes
***
[A recording]
A couple just married got drunk and drove up and down the canyon in some little compact hatchback job. On our way up the canyon, they almost crashed into our truck their Rabbit. On our way back down the canyon, we passed them again. The car was flipped on its roof. They had hit another car. As we were driving around the “accident,” I came awful close to hurling, before I realized that wasn’t the newlyweds brains and bones and flesh splattered all across the road. They must have packed the car full of watermelons. There was a lot of blood, though. The rescue people called in a chopper to get them to the hospital before they bled out. The EMTs had to chop them out of the vehicle. Someone muttered, “That marriage got off to a bad start.
***
The blood and gore never bothered him for some reason. Maybe it was his Dad’s medical slides and magazines. Maybe it was too much TV. Maybe it’s genetic.