Hey Americans –
snugly sleeping ones.
The longer you wait,
the harder it gets.
You should stand up today
to avoid regrets.
I’m just holding
a blank sheet of paper here
to remind you what
happens when you don’t care.
Wake up and notice how
they do not live.
The simple trick is to
not to endure.
Draw the line
behind you.
Welcome to the Failed States of Americanistan,
a country so stupid they think sieg heiling is fun.
Voters so dumb they deified a snake oil salesman
and fell for an obvious South-African prince scam.
Shallow, simple, selfish and ignorant to the boot;
owning the libs with an economic suicide-by-coup.
Now ruled by doge-pope Elontollah Muskhomeini
and his Talibaptist terrorist Y’all Qaeda death cult.
Demented oligarchs acting like medieval aristocrats,
secret mailboxes loaded with depraved KGB kompromat.
Home of the brave? Don’t tread on me? That’s not what I see.
Your new anthem is ”Yeah alright I’ll do what you tell me”.
You mocked the French for surrendering to Nazi Jagdpanzers,
but immediately surrendered to little castrati boy hackers.
Remember how you negotiated peacefully with Bin Laden?
That’s the kind of lethargy you’re projecting with Don Putin.
Your movies are all about fighting big bad bullies like superheroes,
but in reality you surrender to thugs and lick jackboots like eunuchs.
Ket addicts are inside stripping copper from the government coffers
and you’re just twiddling your thumbs outside like the Uvalde officers.
If declaring that the president is above the law is not the last straw,
then what the fuck is? Swastika topiary on the White House lawn?
The leopards are laughing while eating your underreacting face
and you don’t speak out because you’re waiting for everyone else.
If John Brown and Harriet Tubman were alive to witness this shit,
they would fucking punch you and call you spineless weaklings.
What else there is to say about your decline-and-collapse speedrun?
You’re failing on the world stage like breakdancing Raygun.
We’re already looking at you with pity like photos from 1970’s Iran,
so let’s end this with Bill Hicks’ words about Ronald Reagan:
”How far up your ass does this guy’s dick has to be
before you realize that you are being fucked, man?”
Pukeutuu porokuninkaaksi ja tervehtii
turisteja poronsarvivaltaistuimeltaan.
Uudelleenjärjestelee sankarihautojen kivet
kohti maantieteellistä pohjoisnapaa.
Kerää täytettyjen lemmikkieläinten nimistä,
i’istä ja olinpaikoista globaalia tietokantaa.
Piirtää pysäköityjen ajoneuvojen huurteeseen
tuoreimpia urheilutuloksia talvisaikaan.
Kuljeskelee keskiaikaisessa haarniskassa
tehden kuperkeikkoja ja muita ritarillisia urotekoja.
Maitolavakoomikoiden korkeakouluttaja,
kansallisromanttinen lipputankotanssija.
Akrobaattimaalareiden tyylituomari,
tenniskenttäassistenttien ylipapitar.
Kukka-asetelmien ja teeseremonioiden
kolmiulotteisten miniatyyritoisintojen mallintaja.
Reaktioilmeitä ohikulkeviin raitiovaunuihin
videotykittävä silinterihatunheittelijä.
Kesäisin sivukirjastosta toiseen kiertävien
sähköpyöräily-lukutapahtumien järjestäjä.
Töitä kyllä riittää kun vain keksiä jaksaa,
mutta ei niistä kukaan halua maksaa.
Niin paljon olemattomia asiantuntijoita,
puuttuvia erikoisalojen ammattilaisia.
Tämän valtaisan taitajapulan vuoksi
kannatan perustuloa tai kansalaispalkkaa.
Koska työt, jotka on tehty hartaudella
ilman kaupallista motiivia,
puhtaista luovista impulsseista,
ovat kaikkein ihmisarvoisimpia.
It’s always sad when you have to add brand new entries
to the list of countries that fail to learn from documentaries
and cowardly obey the tantrums of senile brain amputees:
Putin’s Russia, Xi’s China, Kim’s North Korea
Orban’s Hungary, Ortega’s Nicaragua,
Lukashenko’s Belarus, Maduro’s Venezuela,
Trump’s America.
You failed at charges & indictments, failed at checks & balances,
allowed propaganda & cruel jokes to replace facts and news
& meekly joined the blocklist of pathetic criminal oligarchies.
Now you look like submissive NPCs begging mercy on their knees
’just following orders’ like sheeps, repeating accustomed routines
instead of boycotting & protesting in the streets for weeks & weeks
like true heroes & players.
Perhaps the sensible move in an edge case when it’s too late
to stop the power-drunk freak’s vengeful Blitzkrieg hate
would be to bring back the guillotine blade & decapitate?
Guillotine may feel extreme, but normally drunk driver’s keys
should've been forcibly seized before they cause severe injuries
& permanently revoke their license after repeated offenses,
but since you turned to spineless failures,
arguments became F U’s & executive orders are already crashing planes;
since Italian plumbers are all out of sympathies for tech billionaires
& bad apples full of rotten seeds – consider A Modest Proposal of guillotines.
If you don’t want to be blocked & reported as malicious baitbots,
at least stop running on autopilot & start dropping hard boycotts
because the heads of passive bystanders & loudmouthed enablers
rot in adjacent handbaskets.
Kissoja ja kahvia
ei ole enää olemassa:
dystooppinen helvetinsyöte
politiikkaa ja unia.
Muted Tags
Cats and coffee do
not exist anymore:
a dystopian hellfeed
of politics and dreams.
