Thursday, July 28, 2005

 

Why I am not a revolutionary.

My head is full of blood. I am fast becoming a fan of the French Revolution.
(CHOP) Next! (CHOP) Next! (CHOP) Next! (CHOP)
Oops, that's a bit sterile, imagine much poking and jeering and hopefully some trembling, prolapsing, and succinct psychological needling.

Overheard conversation:
This is shit! The slavin' business is done, what with all these laws and whiners!

I need a new line... now. Any ideas?

Yea. I know we have a number of ins with the navy at this table, howzabout this... now listen. With the help of them navy boys and their little boats we force our way into Chinese harbors, set up some factories inland, man'em with some little yellow slaves and then ship the shit to England and make a killing. Huh?

Make what? Ship what?

Opium.
Who cares? Only that the 'killing' thus made supplied the funds for quite a few ventures. A number of prominent universities; Columbia, Princeton, Yale. A couple companies ya' might've heard of; Bell Telephone and United Fruit Company, I like Hawaii. And some presidents; FDR and the Bushes to name a few.

If the money was in fresh pre-pubescent pituitary glands they'd be farming kids and not pumping oil.
(CHOP)
Info about Bin Laden heroin here.
mp3-Puff the Magic Dragon - Peter, Paul and Mary (so slow)

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