Saturday, December 2, 2017

"...throat"


Why are these fuck heads smiling? They just passed a horror of a national tax bill. This added more than a $Trillion$ bucks to the deficit, and robbed the middle class, and poor. Especially the poor who will pay with reduced Medicare, and Medicaid.

'But who cares.

"Are there no work houses are there no prisons." "But many would rather die than go there." If they are to die then they better do it, and reduce the surplus population." ..."A Christmas Carol".
A revolution is coming. Not sure how or which parts of the culture war will lead it, but it's coming. You can only kick a dog for so long. Then it leaps for your throat.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

This could well affect my access to medical care.

Sooner or later, if not already, they’ll be going after Social Security, like George Carlin said they would. They already tried once to privatize it.

If there is a revolution it will not be from the left, as Chris Hedges delusionally imagines. It will be from the right.

Dickens would weep at what’s happening now, here and in Old Blighty.

Z

uncle1950uncle said...

Well the first part of the right's revolution is Trump. However even his yokels will see that other than calling a Spade a Spade he ain't worth shit. After he's gone then they'll install some joker that's not only insane, but smart.

Then we're off to the fucking races.

As for the left starting the revolution,...just thinking of it make me involuntarily laugh out loud. I can just see some of their 28 hour long meetings, I've been to these, where they're trying to out PC each other. Remember that straight gay rainbow flag with the added black, and brown stripes?

Think that useless pointless bullshit on crack, and whiskey.

They're a joke, and will remain so as they're shoved into Evangelical concentration camps. That's the revolution that's coming.
Confederate, and Nazi flags flying above the court houses when the rich corporate exploiters career politicians, and yuppies are condemned to hang...along with us.

Padraig said...


“At this festive season of the year, Mr. Scrooge,” said the gentleman, taking up a pen, “it is more than usually desirable that we should make some slight provision for the Poor and destitute, who suffer greatly at the present time. Many thousands are in want of common necessaries; hundreds of thousands are in want of common comforts, sir.”

“Are there no prisons?” asked Scrooge.

“Plenty of prisons,” said the gentleman, laying down the pen again.

“And the Union workhouses?” demanded Scrooge. “Are they still in operation?”

“They are. Still,” returned the gentleman, “I wish I could say they were not.”

“The Treadmill and the Poor Law are in full vigour, then?” said Scrooge.

“Both very busy, sir.”

“Oh! I was afraid, from what you said at first, that something had occurred to stop them in their useful course,” said Scrooge. “I’m very glad to hear it.”

“Under the impression that they scarcely furnish Christian cheer of mind or body to the multitude,” returned the gentleman, “a few of us are endeavouring to raise a fund to buy the Poor some meat and drink, and means of warmth. We choose this time, because it is a time, of all others, when Want is keenly felt, and Abundance rejoices. What shall I put you down for?”

“Nothing!” Scrooge replied.

“You wish to be anonymous?”

“I wish to be left alone,” said Scrooge. “Since you ask me what I wish, gentlemen, that is my answer. I don’t make merry myself at Christmas and I can’t afford to make idle people merry. I help to support the establishments I have mentioned—they cost enough; and those who are badly off must go there.”

“Many can’t go there; and many would rather die.”

“If they would rather die,” said Scrooge, “they had better do it, and decrease the surplus population ..."

Anonymous said...

Excellent quotation, and very edifying; Mr. S. would feel perfectly at home in our time. While we’re citing relevant literary figures, let’s not forget the Sherriff of Nottingham, who steals from the poor and gives to the rich: he’s the very stamp and seal of this age.

Z