Short shrift and good riddance. We ain’t what we used to be, nobody says. We ain’t good or free or special or a beacon to the damned sullied world, nobody says. We ain’t men good and true standing straight and tall against the searing winds of abomination flying, nobody says. Free the pioneer spirit, the individualists in us all. Free the character of our tough honest hearts.
Clear of eye small of intolerance, break those who demean. Muddle, and destroy, ravage and paw. Good is good. Tar and feather those who would play me a fool. Be a good neighbor. Respect those who are worthy of respect. In this our world the great and near great of song and story come to show the way. Kindly and with malice aforethought.
Love the one you love. Pay the one you pay. An ode to substantial use of influence.
Kenneth P Vogel Politico
http://www.politico.com/news/stories/0511/54802.html
Scott Wong Politico
http://www.politico.com/news/stories/0511/54710.html
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The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true…..the thrill..
Lust Games / Void Games / Politics 
Dominance Games: They work the trenches
Posted in Commentary, current events, News, opinion, Politics, Uncategorized, writing with tags Business, current events, economics, Education, Government, Lies damned lies and statistics, news, opinion, political commentary, political drama, politics, politics noir, Public interest, Righteousness, social criticism, writing on May 16, 2011 by B SchiffIn my name they go to war. In my name they rule the waves of production, the seas of competence. In my name they accommodate the needs and wants of the needy, the wants and aspirations of the desirous, the happy little frolics of the serious and the moral.
In my name they please. They distribute goods and services. They distribute hearts and minds. They distribute ease and sanity.
In my name they sower with efficiency, plunder with joy, return to me the dregs upon my investment. They produce. They camouflage. They placate and the are that between us and a world without function.
In my name they do what there is that has to be done. In my name they do it well. They do it adroitly. They have no spasms of regret. They are professional.
In my name they grease the wheels of a better more sane world. In my name they await their applause humbly. In my name they regard the slings and arrows of dark screamers with regret and in my name they view with sad detachment. They know better. In my name.
In my name they are seasoned. In my name they are worldly and wise and in my name they know the functions of the world. In my name they are of one with the veils of hidden charity of spirit and the veils of the hidden philanthropy of the heart. They are at one with progress in my name. In my name we need ask no more.
In my name they are what they are. In my name they act as they can. In my name they act where they can. They are good because they are. In my name they are all that they can be. In my name they act. For themselves they act. It is that true noble philosophy that serves. They act so that I can be free.
And I support them.
The cost of costs
from Harpers by Scott Horton
http://www.harpers.org/archive/2011/04/hbc-90008063
The usual usual from The Washington Post
http://www.washingtonpost.com/business/economy/obama-slams-oil-company-profits-as-gas-prices-surge/2011/04/29/AFPhwyGF_story.html
The dumb …… the honored creed. The rancid bastards …… the true.
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