Showing posts with label greed is good. Show all posts
Showing posts with label greed is good. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

How Could We Be Like This?

Why did you scrawl ‘No Trespassing’ on old boards all around your filthy little pig sty
Who would try to root you out from that vile and tiny piece of your hog heaven

How could you simply flick your filthy butts down wherever they were finished
And why were the empty packs also permitted to fall crumpled to the ground

Why was it all right if you just tossed your cans aside, somewhere in the bushes
If you just didn’t give a damn, why was your pickup bed always so clean and empty

Tell me of the great pleasure you took from a loud muffler on that pathetically obese pickup
What was so great about drunkenly blaring music so long after two in the morning

So was it really OK to make all those new bandit trails on your obnoxious ATV
Where was the pleasure in ripping up the turf with a smoky, noisy dirt bike

How did you manage to shout so loud and so hoarsely for so very long
Who taught those fat, young girls to swear so coarsely in such hissy voices

How many ways did you find to exclaim with such great fervor that you just didn’t give a fuck
How many times did you let your boyfriend smack you and your helpless little son around

Was there any way that you could ever turn down free donuts or a Big Gulp
Were you really big and tough or was it pretty much just poison-laden fat

Were you able to spend your whole life watching DVDs and playing videos
Why did you drop out of that expensive school your helicopter parents finally got you into

Did it make any real sense to pull a huge speed boat behind a giant truck
Do you know why you wore an item once and then just tossed it casually aside

What do you want to be now that you’ve grow old and your credit has run dry
When did God grant you the right to cheat the illegales you enslave at jobs that we wont do

How were we stronger as a nation for your ingrained over-consumption
Show me how your asian plastic decal ribbon made you some kind of an ever-vigilant patriot

How could you love America so much if you could not always find it on a map
Why did you take comfort in us spending more on arms than all the other countries combined

How come everything you got was stamped ‘Adulterated By Slaves Polluting China’
Where have all the engineers gone who knew how to take us to the moon and back

Could your children read and write or would they supposed to learn that when they got to college
How long could the scripted bullshit you read so convincingly dupe the illiterates who elected you

How did you always easily overlook those who lay in filthy castoffs on the dirty streets
Why should I support you now that you are fat, sick, hurt, old and haven’t saved a cent

Tell me all the wondrous things your personal relationship with Christ has provided you
What good was yet another clumsy, obese & overpriced pickup to your everlasting soul

How could we dare to tell others to preserve ecosystems after we shattered the New World
How recharging was it really - having your drunk, fat ass dragged around atop a jet ski

Who do you think you were to demand that we clearcut our tiny remaining old-growth forests
For which of our precious unborns did we rip the final drops of oil from our last wilderness areas

Where did you get the gall to righteously preach abstinence and call it foreign aid
Who convinced you that we alone carried a bright moral compass for the entire world

How could your family be so rich and educated yet produce an airhead like yourself
Why would you let them spend a $trillion creating a petro-haven for islamic terrorists

How was it you thought you’d be able to work til 75 when you were laid off for good at 52
What can your son do that five Indians will not together do better, cheaper and faster

Since you could not recall last years 4th of July, how then could you plan for your future
Why did CEOs globalize for bonuses except that all might live in an equally-abject poverty

How come you always drove a brand new car but never had any money saved at all
Why did you need 15 rooms for 3.7 people, 5 blathering TVs and a few unopened books

Tell me again all about how you were so lost but at last found your personal savior
Whose voice was it that you really heard on your knees praising sweet Jesus, my tired brother

What the fuck would you have done forever in your fuzzy and evangelical paradise
Would you still overeat and lay on the couch in your own stinking gas

What did you mean saying “It’s only business” as your layoffs shattered people’s lives
Why did you deserve so many times more money than the workers you continually shed

Where did your lovely daughter get those crude tattoos and nipple piercings
Why did your son still smoke dope if he seemed OK when he stayed on his meds

What did you plan to do all day when you were thoughtlessly thrown off the treadmill for good
Did interminable golf and fishing satisfy your precious, unique and everlasting soul

If you worked so hard for your family why did you not spend any time with them
Should you possibly have given a damn about some phony worldwide water crisis

How did you dare to idle your Ram-tough pickup just to run the goddamn air conditioning
Do you really believe your uninformed, fat and spoiled offspring can lay claim to world leadership

Could your One God condemn their True God’s followers to eternal Hell, just as theirs did to you
How did you go on wasting more in a week than they earned in a year for so many years

Did you deliberately raise children to be stupid enough to accept the mess that you are leaving them
How could you grant yourself the baseless right to be above and apart from the plants and animals

Why did you fail to notice that your society and lifestyle were simply unsustainable
How is it that you had no clue as to why you could not sleep at night

By what authority did you try and spread corporate democracy and franchised free enterprise
What made you believe others really wanted to share your synthetic, commercial visions

Why would you think that hair dye and skin cream could make you young inside again
What did your merciful God counsel you regarding that fifth new 300 horsepower SUV

How exceptionist did you think you were to chant ‘God Bless America’ at every staged photo-op
Why did you support a crooked Social Darwinism based on birthright, prejudice and favoritism

What did you really do with all the time you saved at all those drive-through windows
Why did your so-called leaders hire marketers to sell the policies of their corporate handlers to you

How come they confined themselves to 30 second sound bites whenever they had to talk to you
Why did your favorite so-called news channels spew forth the same sponsored vapid tripe

If you loved your kids so goddamn much, why did you leave them a gutted and shabbier world
How come you could name 50 actors but not a single biologist, much less one chemist

What drove your total focus upon satisfying your greedy hyper-consumerist needs
What god taught you to cast blind eyes on all those who lived on but a dollar per day

How did your get-rich-quick stock and real estate schemes help create a better society
As you died did you reflect in peace upon the many nights spent laying dissipated in front of TV

Why did you eat meat raised with all the soul there is in efficient modern factory production
Who really benefited from your narrow specialization and proudly loud ignorance

What kind of leader made great political decisions based on fantasy talks with a personal savior
Why did you deny them contraception yet refuse to help all their innocent, bastard children

Why would you replace biological diversity with poverty, suffering, filth and ignorance
What remained to you from all those years of anger, stress, anxiety and hurry

Did they extol your lengthy and expensive devotion to pro football and NASCAR in your obituary
At your funeral, was it noted you never left the house without several coats of cosmetics

Who were you to seek continuous immediate gratification even while earning your eternal rewards
How could you act like the world was yours to be pillaged in your patriotic pursuit of happiness

Why did it confuse you so much when you awoke in real silence for just a moment
How did you mostly stuff down the portions that were twice as large as you needed and toss the rest

How could you cast off all of this stuff we now mine from your toxic, overflowing landfills
How was it you fouled the air and water and still sang America the Beautiful so very emotionally

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Get Rich Quick...Destroy The Future


Help me make sense of this thing called progress that you say we are making
Take me with you as you run all the oh-so complex numbers of your pathetic spreadsheets

I want to fully experience the passion of your flag-waving, gun-toting workers
Let me feel their heartfelt patriotism and deep pride in bulldozing one more unprofitable meadow

Explain how the same smash and grab formula works identically from coast to coast
Tell me of your vision for a future…beyond this next development

Help me understand why your plans always seem aimed at producing more filthy gridlock
How is getting rich quick and getting out fast yielding our planet a sustainable future?

Give me the wonder drug that removes this dystopian vision from my mind
Do you really prefer cheap modular strip malls, concrete and asphalt to trees and farms?

How does it feel to replace a climax forest with low-bid, manufactured housing?
Help me understand why building cheaper and faster really makes things better for us all

If you really are leaders why do you piously intone that you only give the people what they want?
How did the pursuit of happiness twist into this wanton, greedy, institutionalized devastation?

How good does it feel buy their land after your speculation has jacked up the property taxes?
You claim to lead us on, so please just stop for a moment...and tell us where are we going

Help me understand the master plan behind your next quarterly profit projection
Help us going forward as we try to build upon your deconstructionist legacy

Why do the young feel empty and alienated, suffocating in your sterile planned communities?
How can a lasting society be founded upon short-term, individual blind greed?

Paint me the bigger picture that I might draw comfort from your self-professed competence
Show me it’s not just about your fragile ego and the striking of meaningless Big Deals

Explain how God created man apart to set us upon the world like starving mad dogs
Why must your expensive, over-fertilized landscapes look so very artificial?

Rationalize and defend this hideous half-urban, fake-rural sprawl
Why must we totally shatter balanced ecosystems just to build places to live?

Show us the bright and lasting vision behind each one of your fabulous but disposable works
Help me understand the pride you feel in your ever-increasing, cancer-like metastization

Outline the moral principles underpinning a life given over to real estate speculation
Prove that pursuing greed auto-magically brings a happiness that is worth other’s dying for

Show me how it’s always morning in America in your vision of an ever brighter future
Tell of your boyish pride in ordering about the huge trucks, mighty bulldozers and dirty men

Don’t you just pave the way for Wal*Mart and McDonald’s to finish the evisceration?
Then, you make even more money selling off the failing small family businesses

When there’s nowhere left to build must they all become ‘Sales Associates’?
Say again how very much you love this place even as yet more ground is broken for your profits

Where are you as the filthy illiterates you hire are leveling the young boys forts?
Isn’t Las Vegas actually the finest example of your true beliefs and your real legacy?

You gushily pimp natural beauty but ignore the noise and traffic of the sprawl you create
Explain how irresponsible quick money serves your True Conservative vision of a proper society

Why must the same tacky shit be ‘Coming Soon’ to every brand new street corner?
Help me to see myself in this mirror which you have shattered all over the broken ground

How do you sell off ancient wetlands destroyed forever in a month with a bright smile?
Are you demonstrating your deep wisdom with these new clothes and cosmetic surgery?

Why must you look out over endless roofs to newly-cleared prairie and salivate with anticipation?
Describe how your grasping avarice is simultaneously patriotic, religious and fulfilling

Do you feel safe hiding behind the perverted gospel of man’s greedy dominion over the earth?
Tell of your earnest but frustrating efforts to find dependable and cheap but illegal labor

Teach me how you routinely fail to mention known deal-breaking issues to prospective buyers
Grant me the unquestioning blind faith in your own avarice that fuels your febrile industry

Show me how you plead ignorance and forget to get back to me on important questions
Bring me up to speed on the new extra charges presented straight-faced at the hurried closings

Tell me about the deserved survival of the greediest and smarmiest and the most ruthless
Write down all the details so that those to come can marvel at your wisdom...and avoid it

Make the simple case again for jobs and money overriding their supporting natural systems
Create the soothing street names that support the mirage of our instant family values

Get your indoor tan, watch your diet and keep your tinted windows all the way up
Ignore the oily burden that your new parking lots flush into the streams you had channelized

May you find the real meaning to all your deals, as you lay dying in your own wastes
Yes, and may they bulldoze your graves, as well, making way for more new convenience stores