The News Pauper: The Only Thing Youll Ever Need to Know
By W.B. Dunne
Oh, how the News Pauper regrets being able to think critically! My time would be so much better spent with the masses, speculating aimlessly for hours about how to survive the coming calamities. Should I join a group or enclave of doomers? How much duct tape should I have put aside for my children and grandchildren if the manufacture of such stuff ends suddenly?
In case the reader has missed the sarcasm dripping off the last paragraph, he or she is probably on to the trick and about to ask, “where the hell have you been News Pauper?”
Yes, I have been silent for most of the summer due to an utter inability to join in any discussion that doesnt have to do with the disaster we have made of the Gulf of Mexico!
The only thing that exceeds the depth of the effects of this gargantuan fuck up is the callous way the story has been moved down the page by our crippled press and the collusion of all parties to cover up the true nature of the facts.
I find it fascinating that the reason the press has continued to fail us in such grand style is the unspoken pact between us to ignore the reality that the ocean DYING is going to cause most of us to suffocate when it ceases to produce the oxygen we all breathe. In the story of the planets that exist in the universe, ours would be the impulsive, excessive character that takes down not only himself, but everyone aboard.
In true News Pauper fashion I will opine sans links and trust that the reader inherently accepts my credibility enough to spare me the drudgery of all that cutting and pasting.
The reader perhaps already acknowledges the dire vista we face. We are beyond rescue now, fate has judged us on our actions and we will see our destruction not in a war for resources, starring the haves and the have-notsbut in an egalitarian, slow and horrible suffocation and starvation. We will continue to eat the tainted food and drink the tainted water. We will drown in the rising oceans, which hopefully will be so kind as to not be also burning at the time.
So you see, dear reader, that it matters not a whit what you or I do anymore because we Americans allowed ourselves to be manipulated by these greedy corporate assholes straight away into the Book of Revelations. It is too late for regrets; revenge is pointless. The creatures that succeed us will be too busy scrounging for scraps to wonder where all the detritus came from.
So ends mankinds reign on planet earth.
Never have so few taken so much from so many.
Contact the author at WBDunne@LTSaloon.org
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