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Hayley Neininger Jan 2014
Feminism.
Hayley Neininger
Jan 2014
Feminism is not a bad word
It is more than four words
If you are a woman if you are a man
If you believe that gender equality
Is important, if you stand by your mother
When she shouts, “I am equal!”
Then you are a feminist.
And I’m tired, I’m tired and I’m frustrated
That the patriarchal society we live in
Would rather demonize equality
Rather than let it stand tall as the statue
It deserves to be.
All it means
Is you believe that women and men are equal
That they deserve to be treated both fairly and just
And I trust-
That the only image of a feminist in your mind
Is one that hates men, that burns bras, that simply get in the way.
And sure there might be a few of those, yes
But I would like to ask you
Since when did one represent the whole?
Since when were all white Christian men
Devalued, dehumanized because of Jeffery Dahmer?
If I were to follow your logic
If we were all to follow your logic
We’d have to lock up every single one of you
All because a few of your fellow men
Perverted an ideal that at the heart of it was good
And please be good
To your feminists please know that it is not a movement
To strip people of rights but to grant rights to those who have been denied
Feminism isn’t a bad word
It’s a word that holds an ideal
That genetics that genitalia do not dictate
Whether or not a human being is held to the
American standard of equality.
It is more than four words
If you are a woman if you are a man
If you believe that gender equality
Is important, if you stand by your mother
When she shouts, “I am equal!”
Then you are a feminist.
And I’m tired, I’m tired and I’m frustrated
That the patriarchal society we live in
Would rather demonize equality
Rather than let it stand tall as the statue
It deserves to be.
All it means
Is you believe that women and men are equal
That they deserve to be treated both fairly and just
And I trust-
That the only image of a feminist in your mind
Is one that hates men, that burns bras, that simply get in the way.
And sure there might be a few of those, yes
But I would like to ask you
Since when did one represent the whole?
Since when were all white Christian men
Devalued, dehumanized because of Jeffery Dahmer?
If I were to follow your logic
If we were all to follow your logic
We’d have to lock up every single one of you
All because a few of your fellow men
Perverted an ideal that at the heart of it was good
And please be good
To your feminists please know that it is not a movement
To strip people of rights but to grant rights to those who have been denied
Feminism isn’t a bad word
It’s a word that holds an ideal
That genetics that genitalia do not dictate
Whether or not a human being is held to the
American standard of equality.
bit of a rant
Yenson
Sep 2018
The clone walks and enjoys such wrongful adulation,
Urban myths, falsehoods, lies, such awful fabrications
Knowledge is power make sure its transmogrification
Smears and stench is vital to put our clone in isolation
Defamation and slander in abundance not in moderation
The real man looks awestruck at this nefarious transformation
Sees truth murdered and honesty and decency held in toxic strangulation
Humans have a greater propensity for lies, its has much richer fascination
Lower minds desires basic mental gratification not tedious logical education
They want no news about joy and do-gooders, more about sick disfiguration
The Real Man sees his unblemished life soiled and tainted to sorrowful extinction
To look innocently becomes wantonly ******* women and gals, a ridiculous insinuation
Innocent speech to primed recipients takes on salacious unintended
bent and corrosive modifications
His just and precise actions mangled and their gross interpretations begets their erroneous illustrations
Clone now walks with character traits and form far from nothing like The Real Man's true disposition
Then news by lovers now state the Man is the best ever ***** passions without constatation
Not one or two or three ex loves now talks of a smooth hard soft Dolphin and swimming in hot magical elation
Passion, style, rhythm, rock and roll unsurpassed in lustful cool sexxy celebrations
Alas, We can't damage this real prowess so just demonize and ******* and ruin his physical reputation
Talk dirt, turds, talk stupidly about water and no *****, angry little men scream and stomped in exasperations
Well, Clone shares same as the Man's famed ding ****, and even though hated lives in some females imaginations
And became a guilty secrets and fantasy lover for some knowing ladies when in relaxations
Think of that Charismatic clone with that magnificent hard pole close and tight in amourous actions
All ready a bone of envy and dread for their menfolk, their worst fears now lives in their women's vivid minds realisations
My clone now makes sweet passionate love with my tool to different moisty **** ladies with my deft cool moves in delightful motions.
While the real Man is banned to loneliness and sentenced to involuntary abstention
My lucky clone is rampantly *******, licking and ******* in fantasy lands from imaginations to vivid imaginations
There you go Clone..Yeah!..move it..darling, yah! move it!....that's it! Wow!!...Oh..Oh...Oh.....,!
Urban myths, falsehoods, lies, such awful fabrications
Knowledge is power make sure its transmogrification
Smears and stench is vital to put our clone in isolation
Defamation and slander in abundance not in moderation
The real man looks awestruck at this nefarious transformation
Sees truth murdered and honesty and decency held in toxic strangulation
Humans have a greater propensity for lies, its has much richer fascination
Lower minds desires basic mental gratification not tedious logical education
They want no news about joy and do-gooders, more about sick disfiguration
The Real Man sees his unblemished life soiled and tainted to sorrowful extinction
To look innocently becomes wantonly ******* women and gals, a ridiculous insinuation
Innocent speech to primed recipients takes on salacious unintended
bent and corrosive modifications
His just and precise actions mangled and their gross interpretations begets their erroneous illustrations
Clone now walks with character traits and form far from nothing like The Real Man's true disposition
Then news by lovers now state the Man is the best ever ***** passions without constatation
Not one or two or three ex loves now talks of a smooth hard soft Dolphin and swimming in hot magical elation
Passion, style, rhythm, rock and roll unsurpassed in lustful cool sexxy celebrations
Alas, We can't damage this real prowess so just demonize and ******* and ruin his physical reputation
Talk dirt, turds, talk stupidly about water and no *****, angry little men scream and stomped in exasperations
Well, Clone shares same as the Man's famed ding ****, and even though hated lives in some females imaginations
And became a guilty secrets and fantasy lover for some knowing ladies when in relaxations
Think of that Charismatic clone with that magnificent hard pole close and tight in amourous actions
All ready a bone of envy and dread for their menfolk, their worst fears now lives in their women's vivid minds realisations
My clone now makes sweet passionate love with my tool to different moisty **** ladies with my deft cool moves in delightful motions.
While the real Man is banned to loneliness and sentenced to involuntary abstention
My lucky clone is rampantly *******, licking and ******* in fantasy lands from imaginations to vivid imaginations
There you go Clone..Yeah!..move it..darling, yah! move it!....that's it! Wow!!...Oh..Oh...Oh.....,!
Throw me to the wolves and I will return leading the pack.
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places.
It’s not the strength of the body that counts, but the strength of the spirit.
You have power over your mind, not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength.
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places.
It’s not the strength of the body that counts, but the strength of the spirit.
You have power over your mind, not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength.
James Bradley McCallum Jul 2013
Brood of Vipers
James Bradley McCallum
Jul 2013
The curtain on the
CPAC convocation rolls back,
as the revolution
in Tahrir Square boils.
America’s theater
of deadly political
absurdity commences;
to witness demagogues
recite holy scripture to
evangelize a religion of war.
A heavily invested
audience marvels
at the marionettes
pirouetting on strings
jigged along by hands
of invisible puppet-masters
donning dark masks of
clever 503C llcs
disguised in self serving
hues of red, white and blue.
This grand folly of masquers
conceals a fatal pantomime,
a cast of reactionary characters,
Neo-Conmen auditioning for
the leading role in a lurid play
of a deadly nation projecting
a dying imperial preeminence.
The martinets engage zero
sum games where the victor
belongs to the despoilers,
and the merchants of death
richly confer multimillion dollar
reasons for being, underwriting
the gilded egos of candidates
and their infatuation with the
vanity of feigned power.
These master rhetoricians
skillfully lather up the crowd
by pandering to basest
xenophobic nationalist
instincts and fantasies
of laissez-faire proclivities.
Slathering on the partisan
pretense in layers so thick
a master chef, armed
with the sharpest Ginsu Knife
couldn't slice a hock tip
of blood red meat
hurled into the crowd of
gobbling Republicons
howling and yodeling
it’s derisive acclaim.
The rankled party line,
gibberish talking points
are hammer blows of
incessant propaganda,
so cocksure that any room for
doubt is crowded out by the
phantasmagorical McMansions
of hyperbole they ***** in
the pliant minds of their
gibbering minions.
The candidates preening for
president show off their
falangist affectations
in eager duels of oratorical
one upmanship; constantly
jockeying to outflank their
other Neo-Conmen opponents,
always concluding their brutish
diatribes with a solemn
denouement of a Republicon
psalm ending with a
Holy Hosanna Hallelujah
to the Ronald Reagan
Heavenly Buddha.
Punchline of the holy Amen
“what would Reagan do?”
to remind the faithful
to remain the faithful
bearers to the fiction
of dead Reaganism.
Evoking anything
Ron and Nancy
induces sanctioned
comportment of a
slow simmering
******* eubellence
providing a welcomed
relief of repressed
libidinal energy.
The mention of Goldwater
sends GOP acolytes to
pause in reverence,
envisioning Barry and
Ronnie looking down
from heaven upon the gathered,
inciting immediate ruminations
of falling dominos and
the viability of a
tactical nuke strike
against Ayatollah’s
underground
uranium factories.
The host of Neo-Conmen,
new age Falangist pitchmen
belch from the dais,
in ever increasing alacrity,
the stirring drum beats
and slick videos,
of glorious warriors
winning the battlefield
with the rippling glory
of the Stars and Stripes
flowing in a continual
loop behind them.
Romney,
Bachmann
Gingrich
take center stage,
goose stepping
to the roll of piercing timpanis.
Words slither
out of their mouths
like poisonous snakes.
Lies, hiss through
their teeth.
Open mouths
expose Black Mamba
fangs, dripping with venom.
Eyes squint
as their reptilian brains
implore the besieged
to flee from the
light of truth.
Seeking refuge in fear;
yet on the ready
to coil and strike;
while trembling
in ignorance,
exalting loathsomeness
worshiping violence;
they remain
poised to unleash
first strike armies;
boastfully evoking moral
platitudes of Bush Doctrine
prerogatives.
Trembling in ignorance
worshiping violence
exalting fear,
these dogs of war bay
to unleash armies
against the
Godless apostates
that threaten
to expose the
stasis of their
Capitalismo-Judeo-Christian
view of the world.
They have hijacked
the great faith traditions
to serve a narrow
political aim
and relish any
opportunity to
demonize Islam
in service to their lies.
Watch as they
they crouch down
on the dais to
open the nest
of vipers welling
deep within the
bowels of their souls.
They find relief
by excreting their
spawn of deadly asps
into the veins of
cable news networks;
scoring political points
with the terrorized
children of Faux News
capturing battalions
of straw men villains
to rise atop meaningless
straw polls.
They agitate for a second
American revolution
by injecting the venom
of fear and lies
into the body
politic.
Ron Paul
stands alone,
perplexed why
American's love
war as much as
they hate civil liberties?
Cheney and
Rumsfeld brood.
The people of
Iraq and Afghanistan
fail to embrace their armies
of liberation that run up
unfortunate collateral damage
body counts required to sustain
the American way of life.
Ever the defender of
democracy and liberty,
Gingrich slams Obama's
condemnation of Suleiman
"hes an able diplomat."
Gingrich forgot to add
that Suleiman is a
skilled torturer and
an able tyrant any self
serving democracy would
be proud to call ally and friend.
Cheney and Rumsfeld
remain flummoxed.
Their armies of liberation bogged
down in the marshy Blackwaters
of intractability; trying to solve
the conundrum of the diminished
equity returns of asymmetrical
warfare. Spinning the math
to justify building aircraft carriers
to **** a gnat.
The families of dead soldiers
surround them and wave dime
store flags hoping the plastic
eagle remains fixed atop the pole.
Perpetually smiling
Michele Bachmann
raises the specter
of Muslim Brotherhoods
taking over Egypt.
The persecution of Christians
and the escalating war on
Christianity have the Crusaders
up on their seats waving Excalibur
once again.
Gingrich pink cheeks
flush with the cash
of a Zionist casino
entrepreneur
doubles down, stacks
his chips high.
“The Israeli Embassy
in Cairo was overrun
by angry mobs.”
“Is this a precursor of
cancelling the peace treaty
signed with Sadat?”
“The pullout in Iraq hands the country to
radical Shiites effectively handing our
hard won victory to Iran.”
“Israel is threatened and will not
permit Iran to acquire nuclear
weapons. A nuclear empowered Iran
will not stand!”
“We mustn't let do nothing Obama
threaten the safety of our good ally
Israel.”
CPAC willingly holds the deadly asp
to the breast of a proud nation.
Urging, coaxing it to gently sink
its teeth into the sacred heart
of our dear republic...
John Lee ******
Crawlin King Snake
CPAC 2011
Matthew 23
Brood of Vipers
jbm
Oakland
2/10/11
CPAC convocation rolls back,
as the revolution
in Tahrir Square boils.
America’s theater
of deadly political
absurdity commences;
to witness demagogues
recite holy scripture to
evangelize a religion of war.
A heavily invested
audience marvels
at the marionettes
pirouetting on strings
jigged along by hands
of invisible puppet-masters
donning dark masks of
clever 503C llcs
disguised in self serving
hues of red, white and blue.
This grand folly of masquers
conceals a fatal pantomime,
a cast of reactionary characters,
Neo-Conmen auditioning for
the leading role in a lurid play
of a deadly nation projecting
a dying imperial preeminence.
The martinets engage zero
sum games where the victor
belongs to the despoilers,
and the merchants of death
richly confer multimillion dollar
reasons for being, underwriting
the gilded egos of candidates
and their infatuation with the
vanity of feigned power.
These master rhetoricians
skillfully lather up the crowd
by pandering to basest
xenophobic nationalist
instincts and fantasies
of laissez-faire proclivities.
Slathering on the partisan
pretense in layers so thick
a master chef, armed
with the sharpest Ginsu Knife
couldn't slice a hock tip
of blood red meat
hurled into the crowd of
gobbling Republicons
howling and yodeling
it’s derisive acclaim.
The rankled party line,
gibberish talking points
are hammer blows of
incessant propaganda,
so cocksure that any room for
doubt is crowded out by the
phantasmagorical McMansions
of hyperbole they ***** in
the pliant minds of their
gibbering minions.
The candidates preening for
president show off their
falangist affectations
in eager duels of oratorical
one upmanship; constantly
jockeying to outflank their
other Neo-Conmen opponents,
always concluding their brutish
diatribes with a solemn
denouement of a Republicon
psalm ending with a
Holy Hosanna Hallelujah
to the Ronald Reagan
Heavenly Buddha.
Punchline of the holy Amen
“what would Reagan do?”
to remind the faithful
to remain the faithful
bearers to the fiction
of dead Reaganism.
Evoking anything
Ron and Nancy
induces sanctioned
comportment of a
slow simmering
******* eubellence
providing a welcomed
relief of repressed
libidinal energy.
The mention of Goldwater
sends GOP acolytes to
pause in reverence,
envisioning Barry and
Ronnie looking down
from heaven upon the gathered,
inciting immediate ruminations
of falling dominos and
the viability of a
tactical nuke strike
against Ayatollah’s
underground
uranium factories.
The host of Neo-Conmen,
new age Falangist pitchmen
belch from the dais,
in ever increasing alacrity,
the stirring drum beats
and slick videos,
of glorious warriors
winning the battlefield
with the rippling glory
of the Stars and Stripes
flowing in a continual
loop behind them.
Romney,
Bachmann
Gingrich
take center stage,
goose stepping
to the roll of piercing timpanis.
Words slither
out of their mouths
like poisonous snakes.
Lies, hiss through
their teeth.
Open mouths
expose Black Mamba
fangs, dripping with venom.
Eyes squint
as their reptilian brains
implore the besieged
to flee from the
light of truth.
Seeking refuge in fear;
yet on the ready
to coil and strike;
while trembling
in ignorance,
exalting loathsomeness
worshiping violence;
they remain
poised to unleash
first strike armies;
boastfully evoking moral
platitudes of Bush Doctrine
prerogatives.
Trembling in ignorance
worshiping violence
exalting fear,
these dogs of war bay
to unleash armies
against the
Godless apostates
that threaten
to expose the
stasis of their
Capitalismo-Judeo-Christian
view of the world.
They have hijacked
the great faith traditions
to serve a narrow
political aim
and relish any
opportunity to
demonize Islam
in service to their lies.
Watch as they
they crouch down
on the dais to
open the nest
of vipers welling
deep within the
bowels of their souls.
They find relief
by excreting their
spawn of deadly asps
into the veins of
cable news networks;
scoring political points
with the terrorized
children of Faux News
capturing battalions
of straw men villains
to rise atop meaningless
straw polls.
They agitate for a second
American revolution
by injecting the venom
of fear and lies
into the body
politic.
Ron Paul
stands alone,
perplexed why
American's love
war as much as
they hate civil liberties?
Cheney and
Rumsfeld brood.
The people of
Iraq and Afghanistan
fail to embrace their armies
of liberation that run up
unfortunate collateral damage
body counts required to sustain
the American way of life.
Ever the defender of
democracy and liberty,
Gingrich slams Obama's
condemnation of Suleiman
"hes an able diplomat."
Gingrich forgot to add
that Suleiman is a
skilled torturer and
an able tyrant any self
serving democracy would
be proud to call ally and friend.
Cheney and Rumsfeld
remain flummoxed.
Their armies of liberation bogged
down in the marshy Blackwaters
of intractability; trying to solve
the conundrum of the diminished
equity returns of asymmetrical
warfare. Spinning the math
to justify building aircraft carriers
to **** a gnat.
The families of dead soldiers
surround them and wave dime
store flags hoping the plastic
eagle remains fixed atop the pole.
Perpetually smiling
Michele Bachmann
raises the specter
of Muslim Brotherhoods
taking over Egypt.
The persecution of Christians
and the escalating war on
Christianity have the Crusaders
up on their seats waving Excalibur
once again.
Gingrich pink cheeks
flush with the cash
of a Zionist casino
entrepreneur
doubles down, stacks
his chips high.
“The Israeli Embassy
in Cairo was overrun
by angry mobs.”
“Is this a precursor of
cancelling the peace treaty
signed with Sadat?”
“The pullout in Iraq hands the country to
radical Shiites effectively handing our
hard won victory to Iran.”
“Israel is threatened and will not
permit Iran to acquire nuclear
weapons. A nuclear empowered Iran
will not stand!”
“We mustn't let do nothing Obama
threaten the safety of our good ally
Israel.”
CPAC willingly holds the deadly asp
to the breast of a proud nation.
Urging, coaxing it to gently sink
its teeth into the sacred heart
of our dear republic...
John Lee ******
Crawlin King Snake
CPAC 2011
Matthew 23
Brood of Vipers
jbm
Oakland
2/10/11