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Alas, fond memories of a mad yet simple time. You knew where you were then. You were either bat shit or you weren’t. With us or with the machine heads. Now we sit dumbfounded like blind dingbats gazing wide mouthed at a three decade twisting of up and down, square and round, hot and cold and black and white. Where do you go now? Vegas? It’s fucking owned by GE and Viacom. You couldn’t get real adrenechrome even if you fucked the host at the Liberace museum…. But it won’t last. As the greed mongers continue to suck the last drops of blood from Xanax numbed obese Kansans vilely gorging their third prime rib at the buffet at the horseshoe, hordes of 2nd generation Mexican migrant workers are organizing right under their varicose noses. They’re organized and they’re angry. And as one ersatz palace of pure greed goes dark after another, hording masses of politically organized gangs will charge in from the ex-urbs. And this time they won’t be looking for a $4/hr pay raise. This time they’ll have pitchforks because the whole fucking house of cards will have collapsed. The pinstriped bug-eyed accountants who ejected the greasy haired pitmanagers will panic, and panic hard. No one is safe. Ether and a trunk full of hard drugs and tequila won’t be enough this time. We live in an age whose sterile firmament is about to burst. And anything can and will happen.

My advice to you is to stay heavily armed and meditate. When whoever it is, be it the national guard or HUD comes to take your bank and your town and turn them over to Mr. Burns, ramble, and ramble quickly and like you mean it. Like a southern preacher who just butt-fucked alan keyes. Ramble profusely about markets and free men. About reduced factor input costs and the opportunity to build infrastructure at efficient rates. But make sure you fire at least 7 rounds in the air to let the little bug eyed bugger know you’re serious. And check you tire pressure. It will be a long ride.

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From: Gonzo [mailto: Gonzo]
Sent: Monday, April 06, 2009 9:05 PM
To: David V
Subject: R. Duke

“Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals - and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether. ” Hunter S. Thompson

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— David V
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Buck the Dominant Paradigm - Take 5

Frank Rich today:

He notes that while the New Deal was built from ideas developed in the Progressive Era and that the Reagan counterrevolution was the culmination of the conservative movement of the 1950s and ’60s, there is as yet “no counternarrative to replace ‘money is king.’ ” The post-crash influx of graduates into Teach for America, while laudable, may be transitory unless there’s the political vision and leadership to make altruistic values stick after our crisis has passed.

Agreed. A rising tide lifts all boats, where as trickle down Reaganomics leads to ruin. So let’s make a counter-narrative.

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