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Mar 2018
(foward: any spelling mistakes i apologise for, drinking and furor never go hand in hand.)

i'm finally starting to appreciate the differentiation between a: demand for, and b: need for... by demand i'm sure that what's implied is force, by need, i'm sure the concesus rests upon will.

the only true maxim of democracy,
that every adherent of
the democratic model needs
to learn is:
         you really can't please everyone,
so why then the stigma behind
fringe groups?
      what is this, bubbling beneath
the surface: democratic
           status quo collectivism?
it's there...
               and it's not so much on
economic issues, as it is on political
issues...
                easier to share ten quid
between ten paupers,
   than to share ten ideas for
  the pyramid scheme of the most
loud-mouthed
                           (so-called) "leader"...
always the whittle doggy barking,
always the whittle doggy
barking in the night...
   but what if i told you that you
can walk past a stranger walking
a rottweiler, and pet it on the head
without receiving a bite?
           people will persist in learning
this default establishing rule of
democracy:
         you, can't, please, everyone...
but then what happens when
fringe groups start to congregate...
well, then you can't please inter-group
politics...
        and so the grand spiral...
        who said that socialism was
ever a model to contend with capitalism?
no one!
       socialism exists sporadically,
in circumstances of homogenous
enterprises, as ways to establish
a competitive plateau...
               capitalism could never and
never will be a homogenous concept...
which is why i'm worried about
the notion of america today,
with it's "quasi"-socialism,
          it's nationalkapitalismus...
aus moderne amerika...
                          there is a past,
there is a present,
  and there is a future,
            there is no "again"...
                as odd as it might sound,
          some things do not cling to be repeated,
nor cherished, nor hoped for...
      from the ruins there comes no
identical structure the provided the ruins
in the first place...
      but the idea of a nationalkapitalismus
movement is real...
       as any globalist will tell you...
       america had national capital in
the zenith of the 1990s, when
levi jeans had the tag attached to
them: made in the u.s.a.,
   and guess what...
               the quality was too good...
the product was too durable...
           a cheaper workforce
with less skill could only provide
a buying and selling momentum...
           which the american product
restricted...
   because of its high quality...
             you think, there will be
a revival, of men conscripting to go to war,
when all they ever did, was
stack shelves at a supermarket?!
i'm buying candyfloss from now on,
you want some?
          it's not socialism failed,
but it was the only thing available
to people without easy money,
western europe and the Marshall plan...
    when... what?! neutral Shveeden
received some money?!
what did zee geerman's zoo?
                sink, a ******* fishing boat
a mile away from: schtook'ulm?!
zei switzermann gott sum too!
  huh?!
           playing with the *******
                             seasaw again, 'ebrye?!
apparently if we all clung to
socialism, we'd be a ching ching m'ah hi-n'ah!
suddenly!
           one's the other, and the other
is the one...
            and to think,
in a land with so many loud mouths,
you have more of a worry to buy beer
than to own a gun...
                  put hey...
LAND OF THE FREE!
                  LAND OF WESTERN chow-chow:
rho-main...
                         lesser need to sell
cabbage...
                  art! is... free...
                          i guess we all have
to denigrate ourself toward the status
of grafitti artists, who, mind you,
  work on group-dynamic esteem prop-ups...
urban tribalism...
                 because there's no
actual grafitti, if it's not on a brick wall
you erected...
                        mind what you want,
i offer freely...
              but begging has taken an ugly
turn...
            with the current technology...
travel to Warsaw...
   and see the most authentic beggars...
you might see some stray dogs too...
          mind you:
it's hard to spot either of them
in a western land...
            no, not because these lands
are that much mindful of their existence...
in those circumstances...
"euthanasia" is apparently, "legal".
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
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