Cheap TVs

Headlines, platitudes and history.

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CHEAP TVs

Thank God we got cheap tvs.
Fentanyl zombies 
Are dying in the streets.
Credit card bills bring
the suburbs to their knees. 
It'll cost you your soul
For a college degree
So I escape 
from it all
through a five foot screen.

Thank the Lord Almighty
we got these 
cheap tvs.

I got a billion fucking shows
And a remote that's 
smarter than me.
All on 62 inches 
I found laying in the street.
You can search up any
distraction from reality,
From Pirate Bay 
to pornography 
All you gotta pay for 
is the ISP

And then,
You can,
Watch the world burn down
On a cheap TV

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LESS IS MORE

How much shit 
does a gypsy need?
Isn’t the concept 
to travel everywhere free?
And live in the grey area
Beyond the law
Where it’s just artisans, grifters,  
and men of god
What does freedom even mean?
Is it freedom from?
Or freedom to be?
Whatever the fuck it 
Means to be free
We assume a definition
That’s all agreed
To. But the meaning
Can change between
Me and you 
So
You and I 
will need to decide
How to define
What’s worth
The sacrifice
Of impoverished 
Boys, because
That’s what they’re told
Why they fight for

Freedom. 

But our liberties
Are safe from 
Foreign munitions
It’s the pigs in the swamp
We pick
Every election
That make all the laws
That lock us all up
That watch all our phones
And arm all the cops
Same as the Aztecs
Human sacrifices
Performed by the rich
On those too poor, 
Weak or dumb
To defend against it
They sign up to fight for
What was never at risk
Except from here at home
Where elected dipshits 
Try to obliterate it

Freedom.

Military invaders were never a threat
Not even when the towers fell, 
	But,
That’s when 
we were stripped
Of Our freedoms
By Uncle Sam’s government
“Remove your shoes, and your laptop...”
All that bullshit.
This nation of velveteen men
And entitled women
All borrowing money
To live life like the gram
Through plasticine filters
Our lives are a sham
Just lies, 
Spread wide
By the snake oil admen
Products and fads
That sell you therapy,
Dick pills, depression, 
and mood altering medicine
You can concoct a new psyche
With a monthly prescription.

That’s freedom with a co-pay.

Is this what it’s like to win?
Type two diabetes and narcissism?
And get rich quick schemes
And president conmen
Hooray Hooray!
The World Hegemony Champions!
The land of the free has
Militarized police, 
Just like the Germans
Back when 
They thought they knew best
So they locked em in pens
Then gassed em en masse
Made the lampshades 
from skins.
Similar to prison
But with less recidivism
It’s not rehabilitation  
Welcome to Camp Concentration!

That’s what’s been built 
with our freedom.
So, I’ll ask again

What the fuck does a gypsy need?
Just an RV, some octane
And a few grams of trucker speed
And that’s all you really need to be free. 
Not a prison industry and a 
whole fucking army. 
Just get in the wagon
And go.

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ISRAEL v PALESTINE

It's kinda like,  
you come home to find your 5th cousin from Europe, who you haven’t seen in 1500 years, chucking your stuff in the fireplace. You’re like “WTF?” And he’s like “It’s cool. This used to be my house.”
“When?!?!”
And he just goes back to burning your stuff, ignoring you. 
So you take a swing at him. 
And he cries, “What is this violence?!? In my own home?” loud enough for the world to hear.
“This is my house!” 
“He hates Jews!”
“What??”
Then he shoots you, and your children, with an Uzi.  But you don’t die. Just your children. You go to court and say, “He started it.”

And the court sides with him. The judge awards him your house and everything in it. Not because of any modern laws, but because of a bit of ancient folklore and some crafty sophistry. You are put in prison for trespassing in what is now your cousin’s home. 

And that’s where we are today.

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