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Thursday, May 4, 2017
Stars and Bars and Stripes
This is our mirror, the values inverted in stars and bars of our pallid indifference to the tyranny of the stars and stripes. In the fetid gut of Americanism is imperialism, genocide of indigenous and African, supporter of dictators as the carnival barker of war-machines. The statures are effigies on the altar of grim id comfortable with the economics of death. Ballot boxes, triggers, and the cold white noise of immunity.
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