"Raise the Debt...and Lease a Jet!"

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Greetings from the Hill.

Another beautiful blue sky day,
a five mile morning bicycle ride
to enjoy a solitary sunrise
with a cafe con leche.

Watching poor saps hastening to work,
punching in on time for a lousy dime
leftover after paying debt...
missing life in paradise.

Reading more lately with an overhead light,
perhaps another computer for studies in bed,
necessary tools when studying 'The Deceit of Debt',
a sequel to 'The Fall of the Rising Class',
intriguing interface in monetary conspiracy
and control by the Suprapowers and White Wizards
who keep the masses toiling without hope,
removing the last vestiges of dignity...
"A man must have his Independence",
but not in Obamaland where spooks run the show,
a worm like Frank Wisner with a history
of State Department to Boardroom...
from Enron to AIG, Egypt to Lybia,
master spy who holds the secrets of Sarkozy,
henchman for the Greenberg family crimes,
the invisible arm of the CIA
guiding the blindmen of the CFR.

The Queen is disappointed and distressed,
a lifetime of decency rewarded by foolishness,
in truth, she loved Diana and was proud..
"Yes, yes , her teacup would rattle with joy
in the company of the little buggers...
but her retarded son who was spellbound
by that ugly old woman...senseless, serves him right,
she will not have her in 'the palace',"
the madone followed the tabloids from London,
he had been stationed there during the war,
flying Spitfire missions for the RCAF,
received the King George Medal of Honour
and loved his daughter from afar.

She was of the opinion that the G20 first ladies
should boycott the meeting in Rome
to shame the immoral leader of Italy.

And then that little hussy Kate would parade her ass
to the Internet world of peepers and perverts,
the men of the House of Windsor act dotty...
"Bloody Stupid," raged the madone,
"A Smart One playing Dumb", watering the oregano
and cat's bowl on the balcony.

"Yeah..and how many horny limeys
beat off to that at night."

Maybe fuckhead could persuade Granny Queen
to mortgage her jewelry to acquire California,
the mexicans hate fish and chips...
start again like in Florida.

"Hey, Prince Philip is a Greek...
she could buy the pissy little place
and make her husband a King."

All very amusing but real life is a battle
of the diplomatic invisible phones
connected to the Colorado Drones,
all bets hedged with temptation
and the seducers of man's debasing lust,
those beauties who hold man's dream
in their soft sensitive hands
control the choices deep within the minds
of the members of 'The G20'...

"While you are watching the Watchers,
who is spying on the spies...maybe 'Hakluyt',
or 'Kroll', perhaps 'Marsh and McLennan',
'Ogara', Avram Shalom, the ghost of Israel Corp.
Shaul Eisenberg, ZIM....or PERMINDEX,
does the Mossad monitor Eagleberger, Bremer,
Peterson, Schwartsman and Fink...the forty directors
of the CFR..thirty who are jewish and keep Greenberg King,
Hillary doesn't seem up to par
and her cunt is sideways",
snorted the madone,
ready for a noon day stroll.

Alger thinks that THEY are already doing 'it',
but refuses to identify THEM...
the oldman considers the ILLUMINATI
disguised as tourists on mopeds
with cellphones and WiWi hats...

The very old man in the backyard
says 'it's' drugs and diet...
poisoned beef and chicken creating cancer,
genetically modified produce sourcing stupidity,
high fructose corn syrup giving diabetes
then Ritalin, Prozac, Viagra, Lipitor, Lunesta
Altrazine keeping zombies alive
for Big Pharma.

He spent his younger days riding horses
in the French Foreign Legion,
he wouldn't talk about 'his medal',
but he had that nude picture
of Carla on the Gazebo wall.

"She needs to grow her tits,"
mocking Obamatalk...
he despised the pathetic part man.

"A bull of a man who takes what he wants,
now brought to his knees,"
mock the french press.

A good man with a family on Facebook.

MAD JACK SAYS....FACEBOOK SUCKS!

"A stream of simpering stupidity....
a river of braindead rafters
paddling for attention,
a current of aggregated poop
phisched by the MASTERS of HIDDEN PERSUASION."

"Follow Obama to the Sea of Dead Fish or..
Learn to Think not think to earn!"

Brilliant blue skies, swaying palm trees,
mirrored tin roofs in the overhead sun,
idiots across the hall on CNBC,
classics from Havana clear in the corners,
the oldman belched from the sausage...
"Life is fucking great."

Maybe in Paradise...
but not 'up there'.

The President is giving a speech,
time to get a new writer, can the turdnerd,
send him on his way to blame,
of course is 'this' simply blaming
the messenger who tells the tale
of dying towns, abandoned farms,
homeless families...

"What the fuck happened...
Billy Clinton left us in good shape
4.2 Trillion revenue...7 Trillion DEBT."

The story goes that reduced taxes
caused revenue to fall to 3.6 Trillion
in three years plus the costs
of chasing Obama and a war.

"Worry not, worry not, the scam begins,
4 Trillion in 2004, 4.6 in 2006,
indeed, indeed your home is an ATM machine,
4.8 Trillion revenue...12 Trillion DEBT
in 2007, the year of household millionaires,
....what the fuck happened?"

"Kill Obama...End the Wars."

Change, Hope and the saving Grace.

3.4 Trillion revenue in 2009...14 Trillion DEBT.

Interest rates 0% for the chosen few global bankers
who speculate far far offshore.

Morons who allow their pensions gambled
in the Casino's of disappearing chips
and pixilating dice with fair accounting,
skimming the froth first of course...
as Goldman does with numbers
Google does with words...
filtering and aggregating,
little stones in little piles
and same size same color,
Nancy Grace puts color in your face
promoting a murder case...
hosts to hold the attention
for six minutes...before visiting
the refrigerator and consuming
the advertised products.

The Internet was said to start something,
certainly a form of shopping,
but far from intellectualizing...
that fucking Facebook reduces a paragraph,
then from sentence to phrase...
then merely a grunt,
passing mental wind.

Saving America is simple...
LIVE BENEATH YOUR MEANS.

All the shit you think you need
is engineered fantasy to make you think
that you are someone special,
look in the mirrors you fat fucks,
you will never be that model,
another engineered model
of economic salesmanship.

Imagine a great nation with a leader
who plays with rubber ducks
in his bubble bath
and claims to be a killer,
sissies get married.

Above the Horn.

Inside the Reef

High on the Hill.