A Touch of Class Warfare & a New Cocktail
Born and bred to be Dickheads. Kick their asses NOW, while you have the chance!
“Life is a continual process of either being brainwashed or being disabused.” —Kevin Kunundrum
“Blacks and whites, Liberals and Republicans, they’re not each others' enemies. It's all misdirection.”
“Agent Smith” from The Matrix declared that “Human beings are a disease, a cancer.” Yes, but I believe he was being too general. It is actually The Super Rich, The One-Percenters who are the cancer, the plague. To them, the world is a game, with The 99%, meaning the rest of us, as the pieces. And they pit us against each other in that desperate struggle to grab
those crumbs, from that stale Saltine they tossed our way. The Super Rich, The Billionaire Class, have The Bank, plus Boardwalk and Park Place (with 57 hotels on each one), as the rest of us scramble to pay the rent on Baltic and Mediterranean. But they do give us something... innumerable distractions to keep us stuck in this “every man for himself” mindset. Mindless TV shows, magazines, movies to keep us from thinking for ourselves. Inane celebrities. Sports. The Lottery. Not to mention the constant debt and fear of poverty that defines our lives. All to keep us insulated. To keep us suspicious of one another, on guard, ever vigilant. After all, there’s only so much to go around. “Keep your hands off that crumb! That’s MY crumb!” So we, The 99%, see each other as the enemy. This is the lesson taught to us by The Rich, and we’ve learned it well. “It’s a zero-sum game, my friend,” said Gordon Gekko, the Patron Saint of The 1%.
The Super Rich own everything worth owning, so therefore they control EVERYTHING. The media, newspapers, TV, radio, publishing. They monopolize the information. They decide what we should know, and now they’re going after Net Neutrality. And if somehow someone should break through the firewall to tell us what’s really going on, they, The 1%, will respond swiftly and summarily, because the only thing they fear is that they are, by definition, the minority, and that this fact will be realized. Think about it. We hear the term “The 1%” and we are overawed by their wealth, their privilege, their position, their status, their conspicuous consumption. We put them above us. “O, to be like them!” we wax despondently as we look at our miserable little lives. And this is exactly what they want. What they do NOT want is for us to pull aside the curtain. To become disabused once and for all. To see them for what they truly are, as morally bankrupt, corrupt, Narcissistic sociopaths whose greed knows no bounds. As virulent parasites. As leeches that suck the blood out of life. And they want every blessed drop.
We are The 99%. We have the power, if only we realize it. If we can get beyond being rats in this maze constructed for us by The Rich, scampering back and forth for that food pellet. We have the power if we can eradicate this “every man for himself” mindset the Super Rich have inculcated within us. If we can band together as brothers and sisters in arms we can stop this cancer, practically overnight. The secret of our power is that we do EVERYTHING to keep this world going. Everything. If The 99% declared a general strike, the Super Rich would be lost and helpless. Think of what happened in Fight Club. And with all of his slaves in rebellion, the Plantation Owner suddenly fears for his life. After all, we are The 99%! There are a LOT of us. So, how to begin…
A TOUCH OF CLASS WARFARE 1 part Green Chartreuse 1 part Aperitivo Cocchi Americano ½ part Galliano 1 part Ocean Spray White Cranberry juice ½ part fresh-squeezed Lemon juice dash of Fee Brothers Grapefruit bitters Shake over ice. Strain into a chilled cocktail glass. Garnish with a lemon twist and eyes opened wide.
"I can trace my ancestry back to a protoplasmal primordial atomic globule. Consequently, my family pride is something inconceivable. I can't help it. I was born sneering." —Poo Bah, in Gilbert & Sullivan's "The Mikado"
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