“Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes.
I tell you this right now, I don’t give a damn about your dreams.”
-- Bob Dylan, “Thunder on the Mountain”
Who are
these people? Who are these useless hanks of bone and fat that call
themselves Senators of the United States? Let’s call them what they
really are, let’s speak the truth about what they’ve done today with
their votes on the bill to enshrine Bush's gulag of torture and endless
detention into American law.
Who are they? The murderers of democracy.
Sold our liberty to keep their coddled, corrupt backsides squatting in the Beltway gravy a little longer.
Who are they? The murderers of democracy.
Cowards and slaves, giving up our
most ancient freedoms to a dull-eyed, dim-witted pipsqueak and his
cohort of bagmen, cranks and degenerate toadies. For make no mistake:
despite all the lies and distorted media soundbites, the draconian
strictures of this bill apply to American citizens as well as to all
them devilish foreigners.
Who are they? The murderers of democracy.
Traitors to the nation, filthy
time-servers and bootlickers, turning America into a rogue state, an
open champion of torture, repression and terror.
Who are they? The murderers of democracy.
Threw our freedom on the ground and raped it, beat it, shot it, stuck their knives into it and set it on fire.
Who are they? The murderers of democracy.
If there was an ounce of moxie left
in the American system, these white-collar criminals would be in
shackles right now, arrested for high treason, for collusion with a
tyrant who is gutting the constitution, pushing terrorism to new
heights and waging an unholy, illegal war of aggression that’s killed
tens of thousands of innocent people and bled our country dry.
There is no honor in them. There is
no decency, no morality, no honesty – nothing but fear, nothing but
greed, nothing but base servility. Cringing, wretched little creatures,
bowing to the will of a third-rate thug and his gang of moral perverts.
This is their record. This is their doing. This is the shame they will
have to live with. And this is the darkness, rank, fetid and smelling
of blood, that now covers us all.
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Saturday, 30 September 2006


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