I pledge obedience to the Flag
Of the invincible corporate America
And to the power for which it stands.
One Empire, indestructible,
With total control over all.
For a few crumbs off the Master's table, the sons and daughters of working men and woman take up bully clubs and pepper spray and tear gas, turning on their brothers and sisters, doing the will of the Overseer.
And before the People can deal with the Masters, they must first drive back their own.
But if they succeed, and this they must do, they will discover that the rich and powerful are not powerful at all. Just rich.
When they no longer have anyone left to fight for them, they will fade away.
Like bullies down through the ages, they do not have the belly to fight their own battles.
Curious Carl
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