Just a quick word from my latest incursion into Middle America. I have been on a band bus for well over a week. On interstates, in small city theaters, suburban culture centers and nasty-spirited casinos, eating in rural truck stops, chain fast food joints and upscale bar/restaurants, staying in shoddy, rundown motels and semi-glitzy hotel chains, playing for a commercial act that attracts the media-tranced out, clomp-clomp-clomping, dead center, USA Today-reading thirtyish to sixtyish Omertican middle class like artificial sweeteners attract robotic flies.
From Massachusetts through Maryland and right on into the Great Plains heartland.
AIN’T no “recession.”
Sorry.
Just more hype.
I watch out the bus window as BMW after BMW rolls by.
I see thousands of fools giving their excess money away to casinos.
Thousands more swilling down fat and chemical-laden food and then belly-rolling out to their credit-bought cars full of cheap gas…yes, cheap, at least compared to prices in less militarily inclined powers…to go see a stupid movie or semi-fixed ballgame. (Yes, Virginia, there is a Fixer. It’s called wealth. The wealthy teams win, the less wealthy teams lose. Duh. Just like in politics. Duh!!!)
“Recession?”
It’s just the disease of the month, writ large.
“BIRD FLU!!!
“PIG FLU!!!”
“RECESSION!!!”
“THE INVASION OF THE BROWN WORKING CLASS!!!”
“EVIL FOREIGN TER’RISTS!!!”
Like dat.
Wake the fuck up.
Read on if you dare.
This country’s wealth is so vast, so overreaching on a global level that no amount of stupidity seems to be able put a serious dent in it. Half a step back in the Long March of economic imperialism-driven capitalism and the hired boobirds and faux Chicken Littles have yet another facet of the media control mechanism with which to control the masses.
“YER ALL GOING BROKE!!!”
“BE AFRAID!!!”
“BE VERY AFRAID!!!”
“SHOP!!!”
“EAT MORE CRAP!!!”
Like dat, too.
Bet on it.
When Preznit Bush urged all American to go out and shop after 9/11, the scales should have fallen from all of our eyes.
But…eyes glued to the media trance machine don’t drop no scales.
Too busy glomming the latest crisis.
Too many worries.
Gotta eat, before the seafood all dies.
Wake the fuck up.
The sea will outlast us all.
Turn the fucking thing OFF goddamnit!!!
Step away from the mainstream media…all of the mainstream media, including Google News, etc…with your brains in the air.
NEWSSTRIKE!!!
MEDIASTRIKE!!!
CULTURESTRIKE!!!
VAYA!!!
Don’tcha wonder just a little about why the holders of our so-called “national debt” haven’t already pulled the rug out from under our SE Asian-manufactured sneakers?
We are the designated consumers for the producing world.
Chomp Chomp Chomp.
Professor Chompsky, I presume?
Have another bite.
Please!!!
Like dat, too.
Bet on it.
Lady Gaga my royal fucking Irish ass.
Just Sharron Angle all gussied up in S+M drag.
Everybody’s got an angle as far as the media is concerned.
They use any angle they can grab until it runs out of corners and then drop it like a cold potato.
Whatsa matter wif you clones?
Drop the fuck out!!!
Station WTFU signing off.
Gotta go over to The Denny’s across the street with my complimentary USA Today and suck down some genetically altered eggs and potatoes.
When in Rome, don protective coloration, don’tcha know.
Wake the fuck up.
AG
