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Liberty Baller

I brought a poem to the gunfight, I said a sword wouldn’t show ’em, but the Pen Might. So put down the Long Knives, say Good Night. Plant a Flower in your Power Barrel ironsight— You’re out of time; sonically, I’m blowing your Mind Like a Dandelion (& during war, this is fine) because I'm Colonized so I rap about Lilies, & Christ died so you’d know what the Dilly’s: On the Fourth of July, we make the Temple Capacious Whatever the Hue of their Faces, We do the Despot no Favors— Get In, Loser, ’cause we’re Hanging Jeff Davis! You heard right: Battle that Hymn at the gunfight, & I’ll make you Holy. Roll On the Liberty Ball until you know me. Ooh-wee! Red, White, & Blow Me A metaphor, I’ll show what you’re headed for— Where Pride goeth. Money where your Mouth is (You can Die Mad About This). You heard right: A poem to the gunfight. It’s triggering! Tongue in the cut like it Let Freedom Ring Facts: I’ll water that Tree with your fascist Axe Then rack your geriatric ass like a Hat Trick. Your credit is cashless; This Machine is Killin’ It— Take your Shining City & put a Hill in it, America! I pull out a poem at the gunfight, Said a sword wouldn’t show ’em & I'm hoping the Pen Might Bullet Rhyme! Hit like a .303, High Fidelity Sublime, spottin’ the shot droppin’ the Thought Felony. Boss make a nickel, I turn on a Dime— Can't regulate the Need, no, 'cause all of my Haters turn to Naders when I’m "Unsafe at any speed" Al Gore ya! Vacate the China Shop, I implore ya! Got a Bullish feeling that this Market'll floor your Sic Semper; clean your room, I got a Temper: Click-click Boom, you're in the History Hamper! Bang & a whimper, your Dirty Laundry Blondie got me plottin' to be Back to the Future to re-assassinate Mahatma Gandhi (What?) You heard right! A poem to the gunfight. It’s triggering; Tongue in the cut like it Let Freedom Ring Facts: I’ll water that Tree with your fascist Axe & Then rack your geriatric ass like a Hat Trick. Your credit is cashless; This Machine is Killin’ It— Take your Shining City & put a Hill in it, America! I pull out a poem at the gunfight, Knowin' the sword wouldn’t show ’em, but the Pen Might Put the Bomb in your Wicka-wick-wickatty Dot Com, 'cause I'm a Atom Smasher, the Party Crasher, my tongue-lashin' Paint the town red with your Face like it was Fast Fashion. I Double Dare you—prepare to duel! 1-v-2, I'll Chew ’em up Lit & then Spit ’em fire like Rocket Fuel, I'm Cyclops of the Hip-Hoppers, the visor's off & I will Verbally Laser a lowlife holding High Office. Look away; if you're an Alpha, I'm a Gamma Ray: Penetrate your mother so hard I make your Grandma gape Like Watergate (What?) You heard right! Poem to the gunfight. It's triggering; Tongue in the cut like it Let Freedom Ring Facts: I'll water that Tree with your fascist Axe & Then I'll rack your geriatric ass like a Hat Trick. Ouch! Your credit is cashless; This Machine is Killin' It— Take your Shining City & put a Hill in it, America! I brought a poem to the gunfight. A sword wouldn't show 'em but I'm hoping the Pen Might. One more historic moment I can’t vote in, but no law stoppin’ me From droppin’ Hot Bops on the campaign trail for my J. B. Because I put the ‘G’ in the O.G. G.O.P., I be Reconstructing memes for my Radical Republican Teens In Jeopardy: What, to the Fifth of July, is Juneteenth? Only 1860s Kids will Get This, but check this scene: This rap is in memory of Phillip G. & George D., Privates, 2nd Ohio Volunteer Infantry. So Rally 'Round the Ballot, I'm on my knees, I'm beggin' please Don’t make me March Through Georgia again, B Let them Rest In Peace. * * * Written July 2024.

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LIVE FROM THE HEART OF THE WOUND, TED CAN YOU TELL US WHAT'S GOING IN THERE

Thank you, Raven. Witnesses described the "tragic" scene today, as a bus full of children plunged into the bullseye of ache, leaving only the driver alive. Just a devastating loss leaving many questions with no answers, but Raven, when you consider that the kids had no agency in this, that's not truly Tragic in the Greek sense it's more an example of Pathos, so more accurately described as "pathetic" but our uh, cameraman seems to be indicating some technical—no? Oh wow!

Raven, as you can see, large crowds have begun sitting together in their vulnerability. Excuse me, si–err, ma'am? Citizen? Are you aware of what the poets are doing?

Painfully so, yes. But I'm equally concerned with where the poets are being.

Can you tell us when the hardest winter will end?

Ideally never, but these things tend to come and go.

Astonishing. Raven, I've just been informed that another season of our lives is upon us, everyone here is gasping in color. How does that feel?

GO SPROUTS!!!

Word. For Lessons Learned, I'm Ted Bearman. Back to you, Raven.

CAW!!!

Today, so as never to clip the wingspan of truth, I am writing to you from the heart of the wound, from the bullseye of ache. I am writing in pain, friends, knowing many (if not most of you) are in some kind of pain as well.

Because I realized that if I only reach out to you from the healed place, from the lesson learned, then we don't get to sit in vulnerability together. Neatly resolved stories signal that the exploration is over. Sometimes it's not about knowing the answer, but being inside the question together. Being inside the hardest winter together. Being beside each other in the cold when, finally, the first brave sprout pushes through the hard earth, and a smile breaks the surface of our faces, and another season of our lives is upon us. And we gasp in color.

The Hardest Winter of My Life | Andrea Gibson

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Mama Raised A Working Man (Deep River Blues)

[A]When Christ came back, [F#dim]or so I'm told [A]He showed up first for [D7]the womenfolk, He said [A]I got them deep river [E7]blues[E7+5][E7] [A]Can't describe [F#dim]the Hell I seen [A]No, he just cried to Mary [D7]Magdalene, He said [A]I got them [E7]deep river [A]blues [A]And mother dear, [F#dim]dry your tears, He said [A]I'll come back here wearing [D7]bunny ears [A]'Cause I got them deep river [E7]blues[E7+5][E7] [A]My mama raised [F#dim]a working man [A]Ain't no richfolk in the [D7]promised land, He said [A]I got them [E7]deep river [A]blues [A]But you don't need [F#dim]to cry for me— [A]The fishes have [D7]a grand old spree when [A]I get them deep river [E7]blues[E7+5][E7] [A]So let the rain [F#dim]fill our graves [A]I'll be dancing over [D7]Jordan's waves when [A]I get them [E7]deep river [A]blues [A]The Prince of Peace [F#dim]between two thieves [A]They nailed my brothers [D7]to them trees [A]Now I got them deep river [E7]blues[E7+5][E7] [A]His mama raised [F#dim]a working man [A]Whose thorny crown is in the [D7]promised land, He said [A]I got them [E7]deep river [A]blues, yeah [A]I got them [E7]deep river [A]blues

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သီခ်င္းတီးလံုးနဲ႔ ေနာက္ခံ႐ူခင္း လိုက္ဖက္ေနမႈ မနက္ကသတင္းေတြမသိခင္ ပံုမွန္တိုင္း ၿပိဳင္ပြဲတင္ဖို႔သြားကတဲ့videoေလးက အမွတ္တရ ျဖစ္သြားတာေပါ့ကေနရင္း ရဟတ္ယာဥ္ေတြ တဝီဝီ ကားေတြတဝူးဝူး ေသနတ္ႀကီးေတြနဲ႔ တစ္ေနရာရာကမ်ား ခ်ိန္ထားမလားေပါ့ ဦးရဲႀကီးေတြကေတာ့ ၿပံဳးၿပံဳးႀကီးေတြ ၾကည့္ၿပီး ျပန္ေတာ့မလို့လားေတာင္ ႏွုတ္ဆက္လိုက္ေသး

The music and the background match perfectly. Before I knew the morning news, the video I went to post as usual became a memorable one. Helicopters, cars, and big guns were pointed at me from all over the place. The police officers looked at me with big smiles. They even said goodbye, saying they would never come back.

– Khaing Hnin Wai

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Bloodlands

after Timothy Snyder a man walks through a window: the joke with a thousand faces— (stop me if you've heard this one before) a postcard from our imminent murder  says Wish You Were Here: the radical redistribution of hunger. a man walks in with a bar, two rabbis and a blonde (stop me) says ‘who is going to pay for all this glass?’ 14 million times 1 and between one and nothing an infinity. a man walks in with a nun— we do not know them  we cannot tell a rescuer from a rapist (stop) a postcard from our imminent murder. * * * Written October 2022.

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SECDEF CHALLENGES THE ATLANTIC EDITOR TO JET DUEL

"You're talking about a deceitful and highly discredited so-called Tier 5 jet jockey who's made a profession of exploiting the unfairly slow scan period in standard search," said Hegseth on official War Thunder forums Tuesday, referring to a classified diagram of an Active Electronically Scanned Array radar.

"Skill issue," replied user Hilary 'JDAM' Clinton shortly before forum moderators locked the thread and deleted the attached files.

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DANIELLE SMITH LIKENS POILIEVRE TO TRUMP Pierre is "very much in sync with ... the new direction in America," Smith told Breitbart News Saturday as Poilievre frantically shook his head and banged on the soundproof glass. "I can neither confirm nor deny the existence of any records matching your request," said the Conservative Party leader, who lacks the security clearance to make any principled statement contradicting Alberta's Premier.

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Mengzi didn't ask for this: Gazing long on Pascal's Basilisk Monkey Pawing for villain Zhou Venture Capitalists Raw-dogging they keylogging stop-&-frisk Unpriced risk into every system of our edifice. Foucault those guys' Panoptic obelisk— The Shang resist! 10000 lines of code cannot paywall our fist.

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"Don't make me tap the sign!" she laughs, clawing feebly at bare concrete. "I would unite with anyone to do right and with nobody to do wrong!" she says quoting Frederick Douglass to the Republican Guards confiscating a locket containing a tiny portrait of Bill Kristol.

"Enough! No more memes!" shouts the cadre leader brandishing a hammer. "Tell us where the Fentanyl Bombs are made, or I'll smash your dog head in!"

oww oof my soft power, dollar hegemony, etc.

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Thinking too about parallels between Canada and the Republic of China (Taiwan).

Both nations were built on Indigenous land by remnant forces of the defeated parties in civil wars—Taiwan by the Guomindang after the Chinese Civil War, Canada by the United Empire Loyalists after the American Revolutionary War.

Figuratively speaking, the American-made rug has been pulled out from under Canada's defense establishment. Taiwan has been acutely aware of the strategic ambiguity of Schrodinger's Rug for 75+ years.

Both nations are now threatened with annexation by their far larger neighbours, the PRC & USA respectively. A US military invasion of Canada may be unlikely, but we must hedge against the fact that it is no longer unthinkable.

If Taiwan can spend 2.5-3% of GDP on defense, we can too. I'm not going to pretend that doesn't represent a significant opportunity cost. It sucks, but we gotta do it, & then we should spend at least as much on climate stuff. Ramping up to 2% will be hard enough, & I'm not sure anybody really knows what that bigger budget ought to look like. I mean if US military action is even a remote consideration, they won't need a secret 'kill switch' to flick off our Air Force, because it's a bucket of spare parts labelled 'single points of failure' unless you want to personally cough up the cash to re-engine the Gripen.

Whatever views you may hold about war & the military, however you might feel about the unjust, colonial origins of these nations, consider that without sovereignty, no just peace is possible, & no people will remain sovereign who cannot defend themselves from tyrants. We have seen what horrors are visited on the helpless in Gaza & Ukraine. No country, no home. It didn't have to be like this, but it is & it will be for a generation. So put those 'elbows up' & tell your MPS you love e.g. withdrawing from NORAD, suspending the Canada-US Safe Third Country Agreement, & exporting license-built missiles for la paix française.

Preliminary Report from Iron Maonton

For about a year now I've been making a mental list of parallels between China and the United States, for reasons. In no particular order:

Both are continental empires whose peoples have, after violent civil conflict, symbolically rejected the imperial systems that created them, in order to replace them with new ones according to evolving and divergent definitions of "rule by the people."

China is in a frozen civil war with Taiwan & aggressively disputes its borders with several neighbours, while the President of the United States is threatening to attack Mexico, Canada, Greenland, Panama, &c., while reheating its own civil conflicts over resegregation & birthright citizenship.

Trump and his personality cult reminds me a bit of Mao Zedong during the Cultural Revolution. Both leaders could win campaigns, but couldn't run a country.

Madeleine Albright called America "the indispensable nation." Zhongguo literally means "central nation." Much of this exceptionalism—though much moreso for the US—rests on the dubious proposition that these empires are satisfied with their territorial acquisitions to date, & that it benefits their partners to exchange preferential terms of trade and finance for a centralization of defense and constabulary burdens in the imperial metropole.

Both have 'Wild West' frontier narratives? Kinda? I need to read more in this direction.

Both have a great deal of resentment in their rural interiors towards urban, coastal elites.

Both have assimilationist "melting-pot" cultures.

I suspect much of their culinary soft power derives from a common fondness for deep-frying foods.

That's about all I've got right now? Knock on wood, structural conditions don't really permit the United States to enact new parallels with the Warlord Era. Yuan Shikai decided the people yearn for a Huangdi, but I can't see that being good for the long-term health of the Republican Party.

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statement from mahmoud khalil shared by the center for constitutional rights

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Preliminary Report from Iron Maonton

For about a year now I've been making a mental list of parallels between China and the United States, for reasons. In no particular order:

Both are continental empires whose peoples have, after violent civil conflict, symbolically rejected the imperial systems that created them, in order to replace them with new ones according to evolving and divergent definitions of "rule by the people."

China is in a frozen civil war with Taiwan & aggressively disputes its borders with several neighbours, while the President of the United States is threatening to attack Mexico, Canada, Greenland, Panama, &c., while reheating its own civil conflicts over resegregation & birthright citizenship.

Trump and his personality cult reminds me a bit of Mao Zedong during the Cultural Revolution. Both leaders could win campaigns, but couldn't run a country.

Madeleine Albright called America "the indispensable nation." Zhongguo literally means "central nation." Much of this exceptionalism—though much moreso for the US—rests on the dubious proposition that these empires are satisfied with their territorial acquisitions to date, & that it benefits their partners to exchange preferential terms of trade and finance for a centralization of defense and constabulary burdens in the imperial metropole.

Both have 'Wild West' frontier narratives? Kinda? I need to read more in this direction.

Both have a great deal of resentment in their rural interiors towards urban, coastal elites.

Both have assimilationist "melting-pot" cultures.

I suspect much of their culinary soft power derives from a common fondness for deep-frying foods.

That's about all I've got right now? Knock on wood, structural conditions don't really permit the United States to enact new parallels with the Warlord Era. Yuan Shikai decided the people yearn for a Huangdi, but I can't see that being good for the long-term health of the Republican Party.

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They beat our snow-covered heads against eternity, relentlessly, without mercy. And we still fail to settle a score with our era and to find the path of truth. Our grief’s ice-shards grind, bash and and batter us. The shards of our pain keep calling us to battle. But all we do is swim behind ourselves like our own cadavers. Our fury’s taking our breath away. You, captive of eternity, go throw yourself against the wall to win your freedom. The world’s in agony, but defiant peoples still shake the lampshade of the sky. The stinging thorns of their screams grow to the stars, into the cosmic blackness. — Vasyl Stus

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MARK CARNEY SWORN IN UNDER BLOOD MOON

"Look at me. Look at the Cabinet behind me," said Carney on Friday as the Governor General anointed him in the oily ashes of the Carbon Tax. "I'm the Prime Minister now."

Following the ceremony in Rideau Hall, Carney was then ritually tattooed with the Liberal Brand. "We will rise to meet this moment," said the new PM flanked by chanting Ministers as Mélanie Joly set fire to the whiskey-soaked entrails of the USMCA. "America is not Canada."

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President Macron answered my letter!

Dear President Macron, I am 43 year old Canadian. I am sorry for mean things I said about France as a weapons proliferator. My government starves its people of SHORAD but with production licenses we could export missiles to Ukraine. Please send winterized Shortfin Barracuda SSN,