Showing posts with label One-Percent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label One-Percent. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 March 2015

The Putsch

To be clear, the Conservatives in Canada's parliament are every bit as batshit crazy as the Republicans in Washington. The difference is that Stephen Harper runs his government with the discipline of Benito Mussolini and Dick Cheney. Boehner and McConnell on the other hand act like a couple of inept thugs trying to establish  control over the Hole-In-The-Wall gang.

But, as different as these two governments appear, in both cases the result is the same.

The Putsch:

The Koch brothers must be admired
They're relentless, they never got tired
And they mounted a coup
Before anyone knew
That a Pinochet putsch had transpired


Monday, 9 March 2015

The Libertarian

This multi-verse limerick was inspired by a recent online 'exchange' over the growing number of U.S. states that are implementing so-called 'Right to Work' legislation. The intent is not to try to sway anyone's opinion about Right to Work or any of the other libertarian agenda items. Rather, it's intended to show that there's very little use debating these issues with someone driven by ideology and not conscience.

He’s a ‘nothing or all’ kind of guy
Gather ‘round and I’ll tell you all why
With each subject he checks
If it seems too complex
Understanding, he won’t even try

Every issue is treated the same
In his cold libertarian game
When he says “Let’s be free”
He means “Me! Me! Me! Me!”
And this selfishness authors his shame

If he thinks there’s a smidgeon of waste
He will act with remarkable haste
Weed it out branch and root
In a headlong pursuit
To have safety net programs erased

If a union appears to have power
He will over-react and he’ll glower
He’ll remove labor rights
Earned through decades of fights
Till the middle class plight becomes dour
  
Then there’s voter ID, oh my god!
Even though there’s no actual fraud
When restricting the vote
He can’t help but connote
His concern is a racist façade

Any governance stirs up his wrath
Despite science, good conscience or math
His approach, you can see
Will consistently be
Throw the baby away with the bath

Wednesday, 17 December 2014

What's for Lunch?

This week, the US congress passed the devastating CRomnibus spending bill. This bill guts the Dodd-Frank financial regulations put in place to protect us from Wall Street's otherwise unchecked greed. It also lifts campaign contribution limits, allowing for even more corporate influence during elections. The bill weakens the EPA and effectively cancels the pro-pot initiative recently passed in Washington DC. Democrats voting for the CRomnibus defended their actions saying things would be worse if they delayed because the Republicans will soon control the senate.

A Democrat strategist said
"Though this CRomnibus bill we all dread
Wihen your choice is, to wit
Eat a sandwich of shit
Always go for the one with more bread"

But the logic he used is a trap
A canard that we all need to scrap
If you're living in fright 
Of a fight with the right
Then you'll always eat one percent crap



Sunday, 16 November 2014

Paying it Forward

I heard this shaggy dog story a few years ago. At that time, it was attributed to Jimmy Pattison, a notorious Canadian one-percenter. I don't know if that part is true. The rest, of course is.

Years ago I was down on my luck
Out of work, I would sleep in my truck
And I often would curse
“Things can’t get any worse!”
‘Til the sole of my shoe came unstuck

When I walked it went “Flippity-Flop”
So I stopped at the shoe repair shop
But the cobbler was brash
And he said “Without cash
I suggest that you skip and you hop”

It was later that day, I recall
On my way to the hiring hall
My old shoe caught a crack
And I fell on my back
There I sat and I started to bawl

But a limo pulled up in the street
A tycoon helped me get to my feet
Then he pulled out a roll
That could choke any foal
Rubber banded to keep it all neat

He said “Son, I was once just like you,
And this might be the least I can do”
He then peeled off the band
Pressed it into my hand
Saying “This ought to bind up your shoe”