Archive for the ‘Capitalism Is Death’ Category

Kiel Mutiny

If I work hard and abide by the rules, they told me, I too could have an expensive boat moored at the marina.

I knew it was a lie, that the deck is always rigged. And, besides, I haven’t had a desire to be “onboard”, so as to speak, since Kiel, 1918.

 

(To be continued…)

       

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Polski Rabochiye_ Kolbasy, Chicago, 1905

The bosses, or their minions, are lurking,

always lurking,

watching, waiting

for your mistake.

They have ascended the ladder sufficiently,

to be immune to decency, morality,

and they will not bear any excuse,

as they turn the screws,

demanding more and more

impossibilities,

draining your blood,

turning dreams to screams,

watching, waiting,

and, ultimately,

using every part of your fallen carcass

for sausages.

 

(To be continued…)

       

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Plyaska Smerti 1

Gimmicks and flashing lights,

distractions from life,

the essential.

Advertising and capitalism:

strange dreams implanted,

exploitation, manipulation,

dumbing-down,

constant delusions, lies,

sucking you dry,

making you demented

and infected.

Virus!

 

(To be continued…)

       

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Beyoncé Pours $20K Champagne Into Hot-Tub

I despise rich Russian scum,

they think they can do anything,

and they *do*,

trampling all asunder,

as if god’s “chosen”,

easing vague memories

of Stalinist excesses

with pious consumerist decadence.

They know they are disliked,

but they don’t give a shit,

time’s too precious for that,

keen awareness of transience:

today’s king, tomorrow’s Romanov

(we can hope).

Hah!

Despicable scum, indeed,

exploitative, lying, thieving criminals,

the worst form of prostitute,

rather like their compatriots,

the English, and Chinese,

Americans, French, Iranians, and on…

… People (fallen, debauched, empowered),

now there’s a story!

 

(To be continued…)

       

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Trusiki, Dollars, Sale

They seem to think that bombarding me with consumerist, commercial gimmicks, “must haves” and “right nows” will increase their relevance; make me relent, to “buy” their thinking and ways.

They are wrong.

Every day I am more and more detached,

repulsed.

… Walk away.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Чёрная Пятница

They put you on the spot,

saying this offer is too good to miss,

it’s now or never, customer!

Buy, or die,

they imply.

Tempting, encouraging, “exhorting”.

They manipulate and extort.

Black Friday,

saturation and lies.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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A Roman Slave Market 1

He knocked on the door, and I decided to buy what he was selling:

Life Insurance.

Sure, why not?!

I’ve lost plenty of life in the past, missed opportunities and such,

pain and drain,

no doubt I’ll miss out on more in future too.

So, if they can insure me against these loses,

reiumburse me somehow,

restore my life and living,

yes,

I’ll pay the small monthly premium.

(He said I maybe didn’t understand the “business model” completely, but if I’d be so good as to sign on the dotted line, he’d expedite my policy…)

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Usury (Albrecht Dürer, 1494)

From birth, they bombard us with images and ideas:

This is what you want! This is what you desire!

They pretend that you should aspire:

There are ways and means of buying things, like happiness!

This is what makes life worth living.

Are you willing to be a member of society?

Good! Welcome, Consumer…

Unspoken rules, prices to pay

loans, usury,

slavery.

Sign your name in blood,

pledge your allegiance now,

Enjoy. Drink a Coke or five.

And please remember:

keep you hands and feet within the vehicle at all times,

and that

your insurance policy does not cover suicide.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Death Valley 6

I’m in the hotel, end of train journey.

I switch on the TV: News, and confusion.

Top story: A venerable travel company’s gone bust,

it’s been in trouble for a while,

thousands of customers stranded abroad,

fears realized (maybe they got a discount for their gamble?) …

Just one of many bad, sad and mad

gloomy news stories,

on this melancholy gray day.

But relief is at hand, “friend”, take a breath, yes, take a break,

it’s TV commercial time.

“Feeling down? Feeling blue?

Then why not book next year’s vacation now!

We’ve got some great destinations.

Book now! Beat the rush!

We’re the travel company you can trust!”

Alas, capitalism never stops.

(To be continued…)

 

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Reklama (KazanReporter.Ru)

The advertisements provide a valuable service,

reminding me of the life opportunities I’m missing.

So, OK, yes please, sign me up for that extortionate loan today!

 

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