Orwell’s Final Warning
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Where the Sidewalk Ends
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
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The steel mill sky is alive.
The fire breaks white and zigzag
shot on a gun-metal gloaming.
Man is a long time coming.
Man will yet win.
Brother may yet line up with brother:
This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.
There are men who can’t be bought.
The fireborn are at home in fire.
The stars make no noise,
You can’t hinder the wind from blowing.
Time is a great teacher.
Who can live without hope?
In the darkness with a great bundle of grief
the people march.
In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people
march:
“Where to? what next?”
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Orwell warns, “. . . don’t let it happen . . .”
We did let it happen. The Federal government is “nearly” 100% composed of every sort of vile human being ever to walk the earth. Liars, thieves, child molesters, murderers, rapists, cowards and on and on.
The current unelected President is signing executive orders as fast as his arthritic hand can manipulate a pen to paper. The legislative branch of swine are hiding behind their new concertina wire topped fence with thousands of armed guards passing legislation to further remove the rights of the people. Approximately 100 million of these people are at the end of their patience. Possibly even a greater number.
The Federal gov is a totally illegitimate group of thugs. We know this is true. The gov goons know we know now. Zero gov investigation of election “irregularities”. Irregularities? How ’bout massive international fraud.
Why the unending attacks on Donald J. Trump? The criminals are behind the fenced area of DC and outside all over the land we call USA.
There is no law, friends.
as above.
now, random terror.
FICUS is signing nothing. Someone else is. Twitching marionettes and sock puppets are too weak to hold a bic.
The problem with Orwell’s warning is that today there is no longer a “We.”
Reading tonight how Ted Cruz is shitting on Trump. You see, his election fraud complaint is all unsubstantiated and unproven, we are supposed to believe.
See: my rant before about the fukking voting machines. Vote fraud is both plausible, and probable; Cruz can shove it up his lawyerly ass.
Oh, it was “never proven in court.” Like I am supposed to eat that dung like a geek eats his puss.
I’ve got something unsubstantiated: Covid. That is mathematics: where are the dead in the streets in the millions? How about Marxism? How’s that go, Einstein? Proven evil in dozens of countries around the world. Track record of success: zero wins.
Anyway, words don’t work on these DC morons anymore. If you are a Republican in DC, you are dead to me. I know ye not.
Orwell speaks from the grave and I wish it was all fiction. GD the writers, anyway. Ripping off the bandage.