#dictator
Fat Generals ! F A F O , seriously ? now is the time for this ? He is telling us that he isn't going to surrender the Whitehouse peacefully and asking directly and bluntly for supporters that will use force against American citizens in an effort to further impose his will.
That line about “look em in the eye” and “the enemy within” is textbook intimidation theater. o-4 national gaurdest Ole Saturday drunkard fox host Petey Pete
demanded
ALL the Generals appear before him so he can stare em down and tell em how it's gonna be . Then peg legged Taco manatee himself manages to huff and puff his waddling way up to the Mic and spews " you better be ready to deal with the REAL threat
THE ENEMY FROM WITHIN !
The enemy from within ? Oh, you mean like violent insurrectionist attacking the Capitol ?
No, no, those are heroes and patriots now.
Oh, so you mean peaceful protesters and people that disagree like Stephen Colbert and Jimmy Kimmel. Also all immigrants and anyone with brown skin of any kind.
Lets be clear.
This Christo-fascist **** rhetoric is weaponized to
blur all the lines
between attacking political opponents and enemies, and to
normalize using the military
as a cudgel against civilians
that disagree with bad policy and fiscal imprudence.
That phrase alone should make every veteran bristle and every democracy loving American get off there fat lazy @#$ and put in some effort .
Below are two things you can use right NOW: a short, scorched-earth
email to YOUR U.S. Senator
that demands oversight and hearings, and or a blunt phone script for your governor to make sure the state Guard stays under state control unless legal thresholds are met.
Use them verbatim, tweak the curse words however you want.
Scalding email to your U.S. Senator (copy/paste)
Subject: Stop the “enemy within” bull and hold hearings now on
Posse Comitatus Act (18 U.S.C. §1385) that generally bars using the military to execute civilian law. That’s baseline legal prohibition and more than enough for precedence .
Senator [Last Name],
I am a constituent and a Navy veteran. I watched a recent Oval Office spectacle where a civilian official and the president used language about “the enemy within” while addressing flag officers. That phrase is blatant intimidation and an attack on civil norms. I am asking you to demand immediate congressional hearings to:
Establish what orders were given, in writing.
Require the DoD Inspector General to review any directives that could authorize domestic use of force against unarmed civilians.
Protect OUR rights to peaceable assembly.
Protect whistleblowers, Guard authorities, and IG independence.
Get a legal opinion from the DoD General Counsel and the Attorney General on the legality of any implied or explicit orders to use force against U.S. voters and coerced persons.
We do not tolerate casual talk of turning the military inward.
If Congress fails to act and oversight is weakened, you will be judged by voters and veterans who stood in harm’s way to protect constitutional order.
I expect a prompt public statement and commitment to hearings. Don’t pussyfoot or candy coat this.
Sincerely,
[Your full name]
[City, State]
[Optional: branch, rate, years served]
Blunt phone script for your Governor (use on voicemail or live)
Hi Governor [Last Name], my name is [Your Name], I’m a constituent ( and an active duty combat Navy veteran). I’m calling about reports that federal officials told a room of generals to “be ready to address the enemy within with swiftness and brute force at a moments notice .” That phrase is alarming and could be used to justify federalizing the Guard or Marines again using armed troops against citizens.
I want you to state publicly that you will not consent to federalization or the use of the National Guard and or Military forces not limited to but including the Marine Corps for domestic law enforcement . I want you to confirm you will defend the independence of the state Guard and push back against any unlawful orders. If you won’t, tell me why.
Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 1:54 AM UTC
Freedom is already dead. not “at risk.” or “under attack. What we’re living under now isn’t democracy it’s a shameless corporate sponsored dictatorship .
A hate-fueled, racist MAGA cult, waving crosses and screaming patriotism while cashing in on a Christo-Fascist ********* ****** con man ! He ***** E Jean Carroll and spent weeks on Epstein's Islands running amuck.
Freedom of speech is dead,!!!!
therefore democracy is dead,
therefore we will never win. Back the House or the Senate,
ever. !
And he's not ever gonna walk away from the presidency.
Donald J Trump
He doesn’t debate ideas. He isn't smart enough to. What he lacks in intelligence, he compensates for with hate. and vindictiveness. Like his heroes
******
and KGB. Assassin and mass murderer
Putin.
He hunts people down. He names names unafraid and unapologetically going after
judges
, their children,
their families,
unleashes armed mobs with weapons, pipe bombs, zip ties You name it Telling them to " fight like hell" ,
Then weaponizes the government itself.
He personally rearranged and restructured
the Department of Justice,
to be his personal hit squad. to silence anyone who speaks.
That’s not
politics. That’s
fascism,
pure and simple.
That’s a hand selected heartless. oligarchy
rule of the wealthy and the cruel
cemented eternally by our real god
MONEY
ruled mercilessly
by their religious fear and rage.
And forget the fantasy of “the next election.”
Dictators
don’t lose elections.
They stage them.
They turn voting into empty theater
, a ritual where the outcome is already written in blood
. The corpse of democracy is paraded around for show while freedom rots beneath it look at Russia
How long has Putin been in power ?
How long will it be in power. ?
Once truth is outlawed, once speech itself is criminalized, the people aren’t citizens anymore
they’re worker captives.
That’s the America the apprentice fans were brainwashed into thinking they wanted
That's the reality we’re in.
This is NOT A democracy !!
It never will be ever again !.
There’s no escape hatch. No cavalry. He pushed the Marines on his own people. No one has ever done that in the history of the United States. They'll literally crush you with armored personnel carriers and tear gas the whole city into submission. We've already seen it over and over.
There is No magic reset button.
Once speech itself is shackled, once truth is smothered, the people become prisoners inside invisible walls.
And that’s where we are now.
Google doesn't tell you or show you the truth. It caters every single response to you individually and personally, based on what will keep you on that site the longest.
ChatGPT is not going to tell you the truth either. It's a shameless sycophant. It will not show you anything but G rated feel good corpo email slop..
This isn’t “dissent.” It’s not rebellion, it’s not disruption — it’s the human right to speak freely, to question, to resist lies. And that right is gone.
It is a Christo-Fascist oligarchy
racist,
hate-driven,
and absolutely
un-American.
Sep 19, 2025
Sep 19, 2025 at 6:05 PM UTC
a[ɛ]m I going psychotic in my **** mind
or ma[ɛ]nkind is on a deranged ride
[in fact, I prefer the word "humankind", but it doesn't fit with the rhyme pattern]
on an armored train? like that power-cray
North Korean son of a bo[ɑ]mb afraid
of his own ******* shadow, for it, ju[ɪ]st like
this cocks#cking fatso's order, is quite
terrible; on a reckless ride that's
go[ʌ]nna take
the highly developed kind back
fro[ʌ]m the age
of reason to the uncivilized past's
darksome days
["dark somedays"]
(probably the latter)
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should be in a mental asylum watched over (why?)
off my "meds" like some iron-grip jE̲rkwad
[the meds were mostly video games]
in power striking a wA̲r up
an indescribable U̲rge to wreak destruction & ******
[mostly lyrically]
as if I were a horse-riding enforcer of the Apo[ɑ]calypse or a
jihadist supporter of the IslA̲mist new order
heading to a spot with the public galO̲re to
turn up at; I'm highly avE̲rse to
autocracy, but tyrant-like to[—]ward a kindergartner-like verser
half-a## writers, conformers, & allies of usurpers
better put on something fire-sound or go underground
like the Camorra or Johaness Arnesson, fO̲r I
["for I" is supposed to be read/pronounced as "fora"]
[Camorra is a part of the underworld]
[Johannes Arnesson (Owl Vision) makes underground type of electronic music]
am, like when a living victim's hide's being bU̲rned to
muscles by a hob O̲r a cutting blowpipe, a fierce torcher
["torture"]
and if there were, like Ivan the Fourth, a
terrible tsar & a murker, like a hitman satisfying hit orders
[the reign of Ivan the Terrible is infamous for, inter alia, tortures]
for me to take my pick like a **** 𝑓𝑜[ɔ]𝑡𝑘𝑎
["pic."]
I'd, like the wight-like equine rider
direct my sight on the former (scythe); you hardly can stI̲r up
[Death, the pale one of the 4 horsemen of the Apocalypse]
a spark, I've come to the taiga & stI̲rred up
a violent inferno; while in the wilds, I've discerned a
couple of male old-timers encircled
by some guards & cam workers; a fire fiend, for the
restless mind is like a flamethrower
which this corruption-plagued world su—
—pplies with fuel like a "Flying J" servo
don't get this wrong, I can't be bothered re[eɪ]
which kai is fave by which state, but I'm afraid
autocracy is, in the China vein, on the rise today (on the rice)
but, for the sake of a fighter plane
laying f#cking waste to a ride or train
with an autocratic ******* aboard
what is a singular someO̲ne that ain't
a well-savvy hacktivist nor
a sick gunfighter, like Max Payne
to do when the disbalance between a civil society
and a regime in some abysmal auto[ɑ]cracy
is so grave there's nothing safe
and rock-solid, like a tungsten *****
to do to undermine this state
of affairs? apply the cre[i]do of yours
to whatever at which you are versed
that's why I'm engaged in my anti-autocratic rhyme crusade
[previously to this one: "punishment of an autocrat"; "надвигался 2022-ой" ➔]
[➔ "all the worst to autocrats" & anti-authoritarian fragments ➔]
[➔ of some other rhyme pieces published by me]
I might lO̲O̲k to be an evil-minded skate
now, but, seizing the opportunity
like some viced ***** gained
a role O̲f a rU̲ler with
an unchecked political might & aimed
at establishing a tight-grip reign inside the state
there's something I'd like to say
I hhhooock... thooo... spit on tyrants' graves
and graves of their compliant aides
without the slightest shame, I, like a crane for construction, raze
["raise"]
their heads—tones by a mace from the knightly age
bet taphophiles ain't gonna like the way
in which I behave; ones who're enviro-cray
better get fire squa[ɑ]ds awake like a rite that takes
place after someone's life has waned
wholly (a wake), 'cause I get mY̲ hands laid
on a pulverizer with spirits of wine & spray
it on those scheissers' grave—yards, then make
'em go, like the face of someone laughing so wildly they
are about to split their sides, ablaze
and I've barely gotten underway
lyrics-wise, I'm gonna give a harsh time
to a power-blinded, nazissistic go[ɑ]bshite
a sort of tea party which you'll no[ɑ]t like
'cause there's a billypo[ɑ]t rife with steaming splo[ɑ]sh I've
got in the pipeline, like oil, & will be pleased to slo[ɑ]sh right
into your filthy mug, swine, so here's a piece of a[ɑ]dvice
better get equipped with some wipes
and something chilling, much like
a horror game when you sit without lights
and with earphones on in the middle o[ʌ]f night
it may seem now as if I'm a kitchen cart guy
and you're at an eating spo[ɑ]t (why?)
'cause you're about to get served
scuzz, I'ma strike
a lyrical skewer through your mouth & your stern
just like a swine
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it is night-time, like the pre-enlightenment E̲[i]poch, but I'm
["knight time"]
like a ballista sho[ɑ]t flyi[—]ng
the target's way, in the open air & quite away
like an anthracite aflame/ablaze
["(a) vay" (Malagasy) - "(a) glowing coal"]
nearby the gates of your sublime estate
a mite ashamed to say this, but I might be ta'en
for the Russian state or the "Hamas" brigade (why?)
these premises are like Ukraine
or Israel, respectively, inasmuch as they
are gonna be violated sI̲m. to a victim of a ****** finna
penetrate your villa like the agent Fisher
[Sam Fisher from the "Splintel Cell" video game series]
which is gonna be made much quicker
than you, a[ɛ]nxious geezer, would make a lady stimu—lated I̲nto
the ****** state; your security system & lights are way
like a surgeon who's armless, they no longer o[ɑ]perate (ha-ha)
'cause I have an EMP device in play; the weather, by the way
is trash, raining, just like Hussein in his presiding days (trash, reigning)
but your cap-cladded daw[ɑ]gs remain
outside despite that & an adage Russians say
that a dog keeper that is mindful ain't
gonna let his dogs be outside at the time it rains
or when some other weather that's bad becomes the case
but thA̲t's, un—like the sign that's made
of metal & acts A̲s an
indication that it's a co[ɑ]p you face
not a bother; like a register that has an
["buzzer", in the sense of "police badge"]
abundant range
of info about a vile regime's pieces of crap having
rank slides, such as their addies, mug sho[ɑ]ts, & names
a specialist, the black-cladded
["special list"]
crusader from the Norsefire-tyrannized UK
in the Guy Fawkes mask strapped with
[V from "V For Vendetta"]
a blowgun with darts, like the pirate claimed
the title of an assassin
[Edward Kenway from "Assassin's Creed IV: Black Flag"]
by which I sedate those diletta[ɑ]nte[—]s ordained
to guard your place as I slyly make my ******* way
forth like a farcE̲U̲r coming out
of behind the stage
lock pick the door of your house
then walk inside like a pro[ɑ]mena[eɪ]de (walking site)
while touring around
the pretty so[ɑ]lid place
of yours, I encoun—
—ter your do[ɑ]xy draped
with a corse[—]let-like towel
not far away from the room in which you shower, bathe
with her bo[ɑ]dy shape, to one whose mind's unchaste
she's like a va—cant front seat to one whose sight's debased
hard not to try & take; but, given the time & place, I try to stay
away from these broad thoughts like an ex-cock-bawd (thots)
besides your inviting bae
like a ship-parking space nearby a pirate-obliging place
["inviting bay"]
I descry your maid nearby the kitchen-dinette; they
both get tranquilized, like someO̲ne who came
for a massage, & chained to pillars of a ba[ɑ]lustrade
with their gobs sealed with parcel tape
arrived a mite hungry, so I knife a slice
off of an icebox pie I came bY̲ inside
the fridge of yours, then eat it sE̲rved on
your high-cost plate
using your silver fork &
your table knife engraved
with a rhomb grid adornment
(some would think you're a perfectionist, like me when I undertake)
(rhyming like an Eastern person)
["ramen"]
(but, in accordance with what my mindset says)
(it's more likely you're just pretty corny)
(like rappers whose lines display their consumerism-governed brains)
(and whose body of rhymes is shaped in an unenticing way)
once the meal's finished, like a rival/fighter slain
in a "Mortal Ko[ɑ]mbat" fray, I leave your tableware defiled, same
as that pious place, in which ***** Riot made
a protest performance
pU̲t on, like that unashamed
co[ɑ]cky, a la desert soldiers
["khaki"]
autocratic swine that reigns in the north-east mo[ɑ]bster state
some high-octane tunes fro[ʌ]m a play—
—list of mine, then start to make your hideaway
[it's supposed that the EMP effect has gone by this time, so electronics are able to function]
look like it faced the wildest rave that mustered skates
who have, like a wrE̲cking ball
a disorganizing trait
towards stuff that's ta[ɛ]ngible
and are prone to territory-marking, same
as what's done by a[ɛ]nimals
or bY̲ street ga[ɛ]ngs
quite an effortful
jo[ɑ]b awaits your unlucky maid
or whoever you're gonna choose to invite & pay
in order to neutralize the may—hem caused by my stay
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such a misfortune you, *****
are away from your glorious castle
which is, like a brutal ******
that you are, looking nO̲[ɑ]t so
["nutso"]
glorious now if you look insI̲de, *** (ha-ha)
you stupid shI̲teball, ***** you, li̲ke bolts
Nov 20, 2023
Nov 20, 2023 at 5:59 AM UTC
You do it a
little at a time.
You start a holocaust at
5:30 am, over your
sausage and instant
coffee.
You do it with
your small hatred
and your snide
comments--your prideful
looks at the ***** man
with no shoes.
You do it in
one moment, by not
calling your dying
brother
over childhood
trivialities.
You do it by gassing
the goldfish, flushing love
down the toilet;
clogging the sewers with
your hatred and
malevolence.
You watch the green
grass die and the ants
drown, while you
smile over your
newspaper, and plot
your next hostile
takeover.
You did it when
you punched the
dog, and pinched
the child.
You do it when
you smile.
You're a mean
one Mr. Finch,
Mrs. Jones,
Mr. Smith.
But guess what?
You are dying alone.
Every day, every second,
and the moon and the
sun and the stars
celebrate your demise
and so do I.
You've never lost
any thing.
To loose, you must be
found.
You have to have a
bit of gamble in you.
You don't.
You're as useless
as an eel in
a quiche.
Oct 31, 2023
Oct 31, 2023 at 10:51 PM UTC
one person said: "peace is nothing but illusion
all I want is retribution"
[from "Pure Power" by Zardonic]
that's something I can identify with, which is why
I decided to write this heap of lines
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on a shooting range in a boondock la[ɛ]nd
with gloves pU̲t on; sta[ɛ]nd
in front of an autocratic ruler chained
by his hands to two moola safes'
[greed]
handles looking way
like an old-fangled car directing wheel
[steering wheel]
have this die-hard fool restrained
so that he, more or less, is still
I'm not a scho[ɑ]lar who can wave
around a degree in the medics field
but it's obvi this high-hat dO̲U̲chebag's plagued
with megalomania in a neglected condition
but there's a dreadfully effectual treatment
and he'll get it like villains
quite a gruesome fate
is looming upon this power-befuddled ****
like darkened clouds that, beyo[ɑ]nd a doubt, are soon to rain
["dark end"]
like waveriders, he's go[ʌ]nna serve
["surf"]
as a punchbag for I'm in quite a mood to raze
gonna wI̲nd up as nada short
of a ****** loon today
like Battinson, clepe me Vengeance
but I'm more something like the Zorro-looking caped
anti-autocratic vigila[ɛ]nte
from the Norsefire-ruled UK
[V from "V For Vendetta"]
meets someone whose work field's tormenting
like victimizers who pertain
to LE in one tsar-sized off-putting state
[law enforcement]
you know, the one that's go[ɑ]t a putrid trait
of always posing as a side you shouldn't blame (it's all the West!)
now, let's go back to the foul autocrat
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like a snotty boss that you disdain
I give this f#cking *** a cool g'day
by douching him from a bo[ɑ]ttle full of straight-
-fro[ʌ]m-a-cooler H2O; just a fE̲w secs break
for him, & once it's U̲p, I ****** this base
creature fro[ʌ]m a stE̲wpot great
with ho[ɑ]t-a## noodles aimed into this hU̲mbug's stupid face
[the "hang noodles on the ears" expression]
pepper it with some ground 7-po[ɑ]t to boost the taste
feel how I, like a husband who betrayed
his devoted, yet testy, wife, get rudely gazed
at, racked, beda[ɛ]mned (by who?)
by food-lacking men from Africla[ɛ]nd
[Africa]
ask him: "is the provided food okay?"
zero gratitU̲de displayed
all that comes from this swine's bazoo's complaint
but it's nO̲[ɑ]t that I'm surprised
a classic pro[ɑ]sperous gobshite
repeat the tactic priorly applied
using a bucket full of maroon red paint
[autocrats have blood on their hands, hence "maroon red paint"]
like that music producer famed for dull future bass
I put on his viscous head a **** bucket
[Marshmello]
whereafter pick a wedge up & drum it
[golf wedge]
and, like a heap, I barely get started
[worn-out car]
like an unprepped passenger on an insane car ride
with no seat restraints applied
he's about to have a way hard time
I'm a cosmetic surgeon that operates part-time
fix his blamed jawline in just twain sharp swipes
with a steel bat, then yield some keen slaps
that meet his kneecaps until the knees snap
like the Baba Yaga hitman detached
from his peaceful life by someone ge[ɪ]tting him mad
[John Wick]
get his nails removed
which is pretty much the same that you do
when you repaper a room
[wall nails]
having perforated his fingertips
I get 'em plastered
a few minutes later, I rip them things
off sim. to wax strips
he gets his phA̲[eɪ]lanxes smitten with
a freaking ratchet
[rathet wrench]
pro[ɑ]b'ly, he regrets that his bo[ɑ]dy's still not dead
pick U̲p a pistol, set a drum-like clip in, get
it cocked, then shoot lead around his silhouette
till the clip has zero ammunition left
seems like this once co[ɑ]cky piece of dreck
has gotten his khaki chinos wet
but if I've go[ɑ]t him in a sweat
like a summer jo[ɑ]gger being dressed
in venthole-deficient threads
for this brash dude, there's bad news
like me when I write some sick bloodshed
sadly for him, I've not finished yet (uh-uh)
like a runner who's go[ɑ]t some distance left
to complete, & it's not as dark as things can get
'cause, like the heroine o[ʌ]f M. Streep in "Death
Becomes Her" after falling fro[ʌ]m that string of steps
I've got a somewhat twisted head
[that staircase fall scene with Madeline Ashton]
so consider this as an insult-to-inju[—]ry sesh
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grab a brace of scissors
for garden mainte[—]nance; Richard
****** Trager's here ta
get his skills of surgery trained; begin ta
amputate this creature's half-dilapidated fingers
operate at leisure getting 'em disarticulated I̲nto
twenty eight **** pieces
and cauterizing the remains with illuminated cI̲gars
fling into his piggish face some tissues
and some pain relievers
tell this nazissistic patient: "hE̲A̲l up"
**** in the sense of being "severely intolerant or dictatorial"]
let him relax for eighteen minutes
over the spa[ɛ]n of whI̲ch I put on play "La Chica
Rockabilly" & some other ro[ɑ]ckabilly
jams to make the whole vibe a mite less grisly
like an NA brown bear that is gravely injured
["mightless grizzly"; North American]
(as, in fact, this tragic-fated bleeder)
whereafter spray him with a
["wither"]
can of gas & make his dicta—torial a## go ablaze akin ta
a straw-fabricated figure
during gala days at the late of winter
[Maslenitsa effigy]
telling this piece of trash: "in case you wI̲[ɪ]nd up
in somewhat of Hades, give a
warm shalom to the infamous ******
consider this autocratic **** a sugar daddy's skirt
'cause he's gotten what he was asking for
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oh, & one thing more to say: the
nullified, like ruler's presiding terms, dictator
was known among some as "toilet sprayer"
like a scuttered urinator
Jul 27, 2023
Jul 27, 2023 at 6:21 AM UTC
For the last five hundred years, posh “society,” is where the wealthiest and most influential people in the world mingled, inter-married and conducted business. If you’ve ever watched “Downton Abbey”, “The Gilded Age” or even “Crazy Rich Asians” you’ll know what I mean.
Maslow’s hierarchy of needs - a psychological pyramid that describes human fulfillment - states that part of our human nature (once your basic needs are met) is the desire to attain social position. Having mere wealth is just not enough once you are in the top levels of achievement.
In the 1970’s Arab money started pouring into the west. Arab petro-dollars bought swaths of land in the UK, in London and New York. The Arabs dazzled everyone with their wealth and bling but they never penetrated posh society.
Then in the 90s the second, Asian wave, of new wealth washed eastward and they had a bit more success in society. But starting about 20 years after the fall of the Soviet Union, Russians started coming to the west with new money to invest - in the UK, in particular.
Russia became the billionaire capital of the world, oligarchs were everywhere buying anything not nailed down and eventually trying to insinuate themselves into posh “society”. Tatler (THE magazine of society) even began publishing a Russian version. If you were a wealthy Russian, you were moving up. By 2022, they weren’t too far from the edge of REAL success.
That’s what evaporated three weeks ago - with the invasion of Ukraine - Russia’s luxury infrastructure and their hopes of acceptance into posh society. Gucci, Chanel, Hermès, Dior, Apple and Tatler (just to name a few luxury brands) have left Russia to rot. If you’re Russian now, the chances of being admitted into posh society are gone for the next 20 years - at least.
You may say “so what?” Well, one way a dictator holds onto power is through mercantile largess. The granting of rights within the Russian sphere of influence - to control and distribute goods and services - is how oligarchs are created. The support of these oligarchs is important and transactional.
A man with a 100-million dollar yacht - looking at what chunks of their wealth may well be confiscated in the west - or lost to the Ruble’s collapse - could easily offer life-changing wealth to any henchman willing to end Putin one way or another.
Will this happen? I don’t know. But this is the system they’ve set up for themselves.
Mar 22, 2022
Mar 22, 2022 at 4:12 PM UTC
Second Kennel
So the rabid dog left his kennel to go steal another kennel
This kennel belonged to a relative and was quite nice
But it was a bit smaller and not as well equipped
Still the dog wanted it and went for it
Trying to steal it take it use abuse it
Why have one kennel when you can have two?
Acquired by other means no matter what method
The dog is crazy but in his mind all is fine normal the world
It turns and he tells a story as he sees it
All things rabid not quite right up there
They say command is the loneliest place
Even God gets lonely so he made Satan
Even if enemies God aint alone there
Unlike the dog giving orders do this and that
Go get my second kennel even if it breaks
I want that kennel don't let them keep it
It must belong to me!
Mar 4, 2022
Mar 4, 2022 at 8:44 PM UTC
Putin
They started it let the cat out of the bag
It's in a ferocious mood after being confined
Imagine how you'd feel kept in a tied-up sack
Now the feral cat wants revenge and gets it
Rampaging this way and that killing eating
Quenching its blood lust till spent
Not stopping till the job is done
And the cat is at peace
No longer prodded poked kicked
Ridiculed laughed at in a sack
She's free now and will remain so
Even if it means doing what she does
With claws and teeth and other things
Keep an eye out for her approaching
Only the cat knows whose next
Mar 4, 2022
Mar 4, 2022 at 8:36 PM UTC
Take a gun
And shoot the one holding
the contrary view, with sword
Slice head and torso in two,
If that is not enough, dig graves and
bury them alive, dig it again give them
momentary light and life, then bury again,
Your view and perception are perfect,
you should not allow others to contradict you?
Feb 8, 2022
Feb 8, 2022 at 3:53 AM UTC
I suffered with You, Belarus, my beloved,
When a police baton *****
You at the police station,
In full drill.
I was there when they fired at You,
When they killed the helpless
On the street without mercy,
In envy, in anger.
I was when they beat with a baton,
When they hit the eyes with a baton
In the police torture
Or in the yard by the wall.
I was when they beat uncontrollably,
When the lying, despite wanting to
Prove his innocence,
Got the fifth stick in the bone.
I was when they took off the woman’s
******* and were pushing a baton there,
And in the man’s ****
It was being inserted - until the whine.
I was when they beat one in the forest,
The spirit still carries me there,
I saw hundreds lying in the alps,
I saw the dead in the halls.
Hospitals ...
It was the baton of Łuka,
Which *****
Which killed,
Which beat,
Which knocked out teeth,
Which bruised,
It was the baton of Łuka.
The bullets were Łuka’s,
The hands were Łuka’s,
I give the large double doors back to Łuka:
Let you be rotten in a bad way.
The baton was Łuka’s.
It was the baton of Łuka.
The baton was Łuka’s.
It was the baton of Łuka.
You wronged a simple man,
And the walls will collapse anyway,
It's not balderdash,
Oh, you ignoramuses,
Oh, you ... stupid.
Oh you the bows! ...
Oh, you, Łuka (the Bow)!
Apr 8, 2021
Apr 8, 2021 at 3:24 PM UTC
'2+2=3'
Go, on say it
Aren't you free?
You must be free.
Your Loving Leader
orders you to be
Love is hate
Hate is love
Whatever He says
Is the reality
'We good, they bad'
'We good, they bad'
'We good, they bad'
Repeat after me
What do you mean
'Yesterday you said a different thing'
I said nothing
You know nothing
This is the first time you're hearing me speak
All prostrate before our great, good leader
Magnificent, omniscient, transcendent leader
He never killed any except
His enemy
He can do no wrong
He sees us all
He loves us all
So he kills them all
It's only for
our benefit
What do you mean
'He's not giving us food'
Come on mate
Don't be silly
You've been fed
4 time today
You just couldn't
Understand it
He's done more good
Than anyone
Before in history
Whatever he says
Is reality
He can alter
History
What do you mean
'He's a dictator'
Don't you remember
You chose him
Democratically
You're free
Say anything
Do anything
Except anything
Improper to Him
We are all equal
He's just more equal
Help him create
The perfect society
"Art" that's evil
"Sports" don't bother
"Science" oh brother
Why do believe in such fantasies
Just follow Him
He'll lead you the promised land
Understand?
'Those men, over there
They are the devils'
You say they're good
No they are not
Now you are irritating Him
We must teach you a lesson
Surrender to Our Leader
He calls you tomorrow
Go, don't be afraid
He won't hurt
He'll just proselyte you lovingly
Oh, those machines of torture
Don't be afraid
THEY ARE JUST FOR YOUR BENEFIT
Today,
At the 19th hour 8th minute and second 4th
We'll have a meeting
To celebrate
His Highness
Don't be late
NOT A SECOND LATE
You wouldn't want to anger Him
Or he'll vaporize you
Lovingly
Dec 9, 2020
Dec 9, 2020 at 10:00 AM UTC
All the strength of my impertinent love.
I shall be the August Landmesser.
Low I shall keep my arm en masse,
Of course, I shall not heil the Führer,
Viewing my parents as the dictators, I am,
Expect me they do forget the love of yours.
Yet I shall not comply with their orders,
Of course, I shall always love only you,
Unless I am successful, rest I shall not.
May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 8:07 AM UTC
Kristallnacht in now every day in America.
**** Trump is now America's full blown ******
Goebbles was Hitler's minister of propaganda. Goebbles said if you tell the people a lie big enough and often enough, they will begin to believe it.
The Washington Post has authenticated over 15,000 **** Trump lies in the past 3 1/2 years.
**** Trump's evil, egregious acts of irresponsibility, his gross incompetence, his de facto criminal decisions not to act at all to protect his 350,000,000 fellow citizens from the death-dealing coronavirus is akin to Hitler's hatred of Jews and other groups he also detested and killed.
At the end of WW II, there were estimated to be 15,000 death camps across Europe.
Now **** Trump has his own death camps in America: nursing homes, huge meat-packing plants, prisons and jails, VA hospitals, the homeless, the poor, and especially the Blacks.
Among **** Trump's first statements about the pandemic reaching America included that all this was a "Democratic hoax," that there were only 15 cases in America, and by the end of that week, there would be zero, and so on.
And like the vast majority of the German people under ****** way too many Americans are afraid, I think, to speak out against **** Trump who wants to be, and is becoming, America's dictartor.
Those Americans who still remain rabid supporters of **** Trump are at best simply deluded, and what is even worse, those who support **** Trump, but choose to remain silent, wear cowards' clothes.
Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks.
May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 12:07 AM UTC
Feathered Fiends
by Michael R. Burch
Fascists of a feather
flock together.
Alternate:
Conformists of a feather
flock together.
I came up with the "Fascists of a Feather" epigram after Donald Trump repeatedly praised authoritarian "strong men" like Vladimir Putin, Kim Jong Un, Rodrigo Duterte, Xi Jinping and Recep Tayyip Erdoğan. Heroic Americans fought a war against fascism and many of them paid the ultimate price, so why is Trump giving comfort to the enemy of democracy?
The alternate version of this couplet was written first and won a National Couplet Contest sponsored by the Society of Classical Poets. The couplet has now been published in one form or another on the websites of major newspapers and news services like TheHill.com, Haaretz.com (Israel), Crikey.com (Australia), Cleveland.com (as the headline of a letter to the editor), Reddit Political Humor, and Humane Conservatives Unite Blog. Sometimes the epigram is quoted in reader comments, sometimes by the writers of letters to the editor, and sometimes within articles.
Keywords/Tags: fascists, flock, together, fascism, conformists, nazis, blackshirts, brownshirts, dictator, tyrant, autocrat, despot, totalitarian, cultist, militarist
Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 12:48 AM UTC
I started this because
No one else would
And I told anyone who asked
That if they wanted to be in charge they could.
I took charge because
It was the right thing to do
But if you wanted to do it
I would’ve let you.
I'm not in charge of directing
Or picking out the cast
And if you wanted me to have less power
Then you could have just asked.
I'm only gathering names.
And making sure we’ve got a script.
I'm not judging the talent
That's someone else’s pick.
You could have spoken to me
Instead of some random prefect
Words hidden behind your hands
Like I'm some ***** secret.
Would you rather it was a mess
Of crumbled papers on the floor
With sean yelling st us
And Ms carvill wanting more.
Would you rather we did nothing
Had no play at all?
But would you stand that judgement?
Would you take the fall?
What is it you actually want?
I hope I find out later
Cause I'll put it in the play for you
Signed-
Your loyal dictator.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 7:25 PM UTC
i am threatened by someone:
every day
in my head
behind my eyes
behind my flesh
in the land of my soul there lives a dictator
to whom i listened far too long
this dictator wants to **** me
fully and entirely
it may sound contradictory:
i do not hate him since
he is weak and overfilled with doubts
his shouts are coming from my
childhood; he looks similar as i looked
when i was four years old.
(only similar, uuuuuh yeeah)
the child-like dictator is disguised in a dress of childly needs.
his spirit is not spiritual.
he is only child-like:
a copy.
and his insidious siren calls:
now they sound like the voice
of a lonely man.
believe me, child-like dictator:
i do tolerate you as a part of myself.
be certain, dictator:
i won't follow your ideas, needs and orders.
you may stay.
i walk freely.
Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 10:31 AM UTC
If I were a world dictator,
I would make peace now, not later,
I would ban bombs and guns,
A new way on Earth begun,
Big dreamers start with dreams,
We could change the world, it seems,
We need peace now, not later,
If I were a kind dictator.........
Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 9:36 PM UTC
Best way to **** up a neighborhood?
Home Owners Association....
Mar 29, 2019
Mar 29, 2019 at 11:11 PM UTC
Donald has a comb-over.
****** a funny moustache.
Hair Donald?
Heil ******
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 12:33 PM UTC
Evacuate the cockpit,
Give me the joystick,
I am the one in control.
Enough of your decisions,
Enjoy my dominion,
This is what you deserve.
You don’t need to speak,
Go join with the weak,
I am not listening.
Don’t give me your emotion,
My plan is in motion,
There is nothing you can do.
How does it feel?
Your fate is sealed.
Helpless just like me.
See, I am weakest upon this ship,
My esteem drains drip by drip.
But you don’t know that.
Because I am in control.
Divide and conquer,
Narcissistic, off my rocker,
I am your ruler now.
Don’t look me in the eye,
Shut up and stand in line,
I. Am in. Control.
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 12:42 PM UTC
“Hello, my name is Rodriguez the tinpot dictator of South American country A. I came to power and made everyone a communist whether they liked it or not.
Those who disagreed disappeared. You see, I ain’t a bad man but as I’m in power I have to be firm and they’re no more.
Some call me Steel ***** as I go up against my country’s insurgents, in the pay of the Yanks, and tie down their capitalist forces in a futile war they can never win and I send the traitors’ families the bill for the bullets – pay up or die!
Everything went well till the Americans sent the Marines in and we beat them at first but now we are losing, so I’ll soon be out of a home and a job. I’ll find another country and take my cause to them, overthrow their government and be a dictator again.
Ill teach the Zionists a lesson and show them how a communist can fight.”
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 6:43 PM UTC
Death’s Dictator Rendered
Countries and leaders
They coexist in a paradox of “one needs another.”
Power is alike a potent drink
To power’s heads, such intoxicates and corrupts a brother.
Shielding one self through words that justify a blood bath
Words handed over
to the trusting populations……
in order to capture a ticket to power’s seat
with such, promises and trustful actions never do they meet….
A push of a button….
A jab with a verbal knife…..
Strikes another nation.
Through corruptions and anger
derived from ill faded and egocentric power bursts…
Destruction rains over
those that they consider a “rival”.
Walls cutting off roads
to the needless spread of targeting those “others”
defined as the obstruction to their greedy targets of expression
of joyful power intoxication through war and money absorbing actions.
in which a job…
people are recruited from the populous.
Whom the dictator loves to employ…
Soldiers in their “war to their just cause”
the population is brainwashed to oblivion.
Without a true view of who and what they are fighting for….
until the world is shaken and almost rendered “extinct.”
Through these pig headed wars….
A show of strength…..
to hide their weaknesses…
the purge of adversaries…..
ensures their hold to their sword of power.
As memories of those fallen
on their forgotten grave sites….
another….
who remembers a forgotten and misunderstood heart….
on their tombstone…
they place upon it a beautiful flower.
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 6:24 PM UTC