02-12-2004, 12:24 PM
Voting is fine and dandy, for those that feel better for doing it. I rather like taking a more active hand in the process. I am an old hand at Southern Politics, and, know how to make the system work. Blackmail. Bribes. Arm Twisting. Threats. The illusion of Democracy is powerful, most of the inner workings are illusion as well. Deep down in the black heart, there is only one thing that really matters. The Golden Rule. He who has the gold makes the rules. Money controls interests, not voters or political parties. Almost all of the presidents in the modern age have been Skull and Bones men. If you don't know, don't bother asking. Continue voting, bleating, eating your grass, and chewing your cud. I am but a very small bit player in this game, but, I have been behind the curtain. I have just enough money, influence, and power to cause some changes to a very small and useless chunk of the world around me. In the end, it's a drop of spit in the ocean, but it has been nice to have worked up enough of the right stuff to play the game.
To call America a Democracy is fair. But to call America the ultimate in capitalistic ventures is more accurate. Anything and everything is for sale here. Anybody that tells you otherwise, well, they have something to sell too.
To call America a Democracy is fair. But to call America the ultimate in capitalistic ventures is more accurate. Anything and everything is for sale here. Anybody that tells you otherwise, well, they have something to sell too.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."