it was a sobering thoughtan
illuminating thought
Brexit turned like a worm in the
apple of his brain
Englands older generation a
society onto itself(you couldnt join it if you wanted to) deeply ensconced to the
value it held itself in its blue ribbon entitlement was feeling spurned
they worried of their countrys
dislocation its indebtedness to them and infirm losing their grip at the nations throat
they pissed away England for a perverse
nationalism redolent fetters arcane
and obsolete
they decided Brexit
they brought their fear of death
over onto their fear of the Other and amplified the resentment their dying
whiteness inspired
over the pond in America the Sheep
watched and baahed and pawed the browning sod they blew green snot clots out of
their noses
they believed too their Nation ought
to be lilywhite
he thought it was funny these
latter ancestors of immigrants who swarmed like rats and vermin at Americas
unnamed shores failed to see that the new Beginning facilely ignored The People
who preceded them
The People werent lilywhite
and if Then their ancestral herd desired the nation to be lilywhite why did they bring to it black slaves
they could have worked the land
themselves or lorded over white niggers
why didnt they play that card
there had to be plenty among them
they didnt value who they could force to bend to their will bend their backs
and till the soil tend and pick the cotton
it could have been all white Then
hell one could think it would have been preferable
to take and fuck a white slaves woman it would have been preferable to have
their child suckled at a white mammys breast
wouldnt one think
they could have saved extravagant
coin and toil rather than shipping slaves from Africa or the Caribbean
wouldnt one think
Now their seed wants a white nation that was had on the beaten backs of black and Indian slaves
how sensible is that their forefathers
could have had a white nation
wouldnt white trash bent in the
fields able to speak and understand English rather than the mumbo-jumbo African
slaves spoke or Indians tittered been more efficient
to the kind of people who had
slaves white slaves wouldnt have
mattered
wouldnt one think
and if the infantile Nation had enslaved
its own there might not have been a Civil War
Lincoln would never have weaponised slavery as
he did
although well never know if he
would have weaponised white slavery
his point was
Centuries later you dont get
to have a white nation
not by what preceded them
Fuckno
sober thoughts
shining thoughts
his last thought for the time
being
elders not long for life Americans of the Greatest Generation who fought World War II
(although virtually all of the actual fighters are now dead) those remaining souls who enabled the war from stateside
those safe keepers want to make damn sure they wring every last drop of blood out of unearthed stones or turnips for themselves because they feel it is their due an undying gratitude the beneficence of a Grateful Nation
(although virtually all of the actual fighters are now dead) those remaining souls who enabled the war from stateside
those safe keepers want to make damn sure they wring every last drop of blood out of unearthed stones or turnips for themselves because they feel it is their due an undying gratitude the beneficence of a Grateful Nation
that theyll selfishly leave disarray
and ruin to those who conspire to become Americas Greatest White Generation is
of no matter to them
Christ you gotta hand it to those soon-to-be-dead
comedians
just a thought
there may be some who accuse him Idle
hands are the Devils workshop
but he felt about the Devil as he
felt about God
there wasnt such a thing
to him it was very simple
Man could
bear either epithet he just didnt want to fess up
he couldnt make him fess up to
the reality that he was acting in accord to his own mind
No the Devil and Christ had to be fall guys
Mans white sin his abominable
sins were to be absolved made clean swept under the rug and while they denied the
evil in their hearts they only needed to look in the mirror as they shaved
applied their makeup finished their toiletry to see that which grinned back at
them grinning inside their flesh
a
Reaper
afternoon, Thursday,
17 11. 16
1333, Friday,
18 11. 16
