Nothing much has changed in this awesome country in the ways of industry & social atmosphere. Corporations continue to strive to create internal productivity and make use of every bit of potential marketable revenue producing product, including as much internal waste product marketable as some other substance...in order to allay waste management costs. Manufacture, stockpile and market, market, market. It works.
Socially, were still a class system…& pretty much a consumer state of workweek and play some on the weekend sorts.
But then there are those two primary changes that have some of us chomping at the bit to stop the planet and get off at the next turn of the screw:
The pie in the sky is still the same heady baked good, but the cut of the pieces has changed in one distinct area:
Used to look like this, with the red representing the cut of the industry BODs with a fair balance of it split amongst the officers…and, of course, a very lofty but tasteful country club cut for the CEO ~ gota maintain face, babe. The green & yellow being Fed, State & local gov along with some of the blue for maintenance and promotion, and the bulk of the blue for prosperity of the whole.
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Now it looks like this: With the chalky dark blue-greyish slate looking substance representing the BODs of Industry and that heady blend of GovCorp gluttony, with a meaty beety big & beefy supersize me portion of the prime cut being splayed out like Thanksgiving turkey and offered up to working and 'specially retiring CEOs ~ gota maintain face, babe, & other kings and queens of the BIG assed all-round table. The green & red being state & local revenues…and what’s left represents the prosperity of the whole.
& socially, we are being more and more herded now…than ever in the US, liken to Berlin in the 30s…or France way back when the grand guignol of all theatrical wonders was about a stage, an audience split into three groups (those waiting in chains, those there to pass the time and cheer or be jeered, and those rattling their jewelry in the soft seats), & the heady head-remover herself: The Guillotine. But in a cartoony, nahhhhhhh not reaaaallly, sort of way.
So mostly, we’re good to go…and just on the brink of another great period of prosperity for all Americans, if the meek and their representation can exact two little changes back to where they once WORKED for the whole good.
~~Then, and only then, can we begin to inspire the severely sedentary as well as spread the band of benevolence outward to all people where the increase of simple fare: Food, Shelter, Water, and an evenhanded joy or two would make all the difference for everyone concerned. Oh, and fuck all to every tyrant and crooked administrator...while rewarding the stand-up humanitarians in high office. The beginning…
But that’s just my messy opinion, certainly there’s a more ass-toot rationalization. It's only poetry.
Cheers!
