And they said that he was a mad man…running around screaming about death and destruction and the futility of the human condition…they said that he was just making noise when he called for his own death…that he knew nothing about the world or the way of people where he lived…but in the back of the room GAS jumped up and said 4!!...and the people turned around and gasped…but the mad man calmly walked up to GAS saying good day sir…glad to make your acquaintance…can’t wait to meet your family...WASTE and GREED …GAS replies that they will be coming along shortly…riding like king xerxes in that 300 movie…see now…here come their emissaries…gouge and fix being towed by the wounded iraq war veterans…the mad man turns a trick and makes a phone call for some band aids for the vets but general walter reed isn’t in the medical business much anymore and the flood of damaged lives is falling on him like grains of sand in an hour glass… the mad man looks to heaven as if to say that he understood what jesus felt with the frustration of people to see beyond the ends of their noses…the people ask how long must we consume…but the answer to that question is that the party isn’t over as yet…let us continue to celebrate the rape of that bitch America says the mad man…for truly as a child he did love her in innocence…but as a man he loved her as a whore…for that is what she has become…a homeless wandering oil addicted whore who bows down to suck at any source for her fix…see now here come king abu dabhi and king ahab the arab to sell snake oil and rape dollars…who are these people that they should own my bed says the mad man in his indignation…and they told him that they had the elixir of life and that everything that existed was dependent on it…and then they proved this fact…the mad man picked up his pillow and threw it into the air saying loudly…let me fall as this pillow falls for I do not wish to have my eyes blinded by the things to come…but the crowd of chinese workers caught his pillow and made billions of them so that when the mad man went to jump from the bridge of life he landed in a soft white suburb…and there he cries to this day…the party and the rape of America continues and the hmo’s are on the president’s dick and now there are little baby hsa’s running around all over the place…in their filthy swaddling clothes of debt and mismanagement…they are smelly little creatures and their parents disavow them but they live with their uncle sam…over at the bar there is a war with afghanistan about how many flowers should be picked and iran is saying that they want to have a flashlight which is only for the big kids…the africans are killing each other because they can’t decide on which asshat to follow or which tribe is which…it’s a running battle behind the bar between the two servers Israel and Palestine…well not a battle exactly…more like a contest…with uncle sam giving israel all the tips…he fucks her secretly but doesn’t want any one to know other than the two kings…out on the front lawn there is gang warfare between the asses and the behemoths over who shall get to bob for the rotten apples of corruption which are floating in the reflecting pool…but the asses can’t decide who they would prefer to save white America…the black knight or the white witch…while the behemoths have sent out their grandfather because all the others were busy covering their asses and assets…the grandfather of the behemoths is set in his path which is the road to ruin for the nation of sheeple…but he has been down this road before and knows well it’s twists and turns…the black knight rides a fast ass and has many mules which follow…the white witch can fly into a righteous rage and millions of pms pixies come to her side to assist…the behemoth takes a stool softener and waits to see who will approach…meanwhile back at the party…the mad man has been screaming for a drink of money and a little snake oil but uncle sam is busy trying to keep his dick in two cunts at the same time…that stoned out afghanistan and that that new bitch iraq…he can’t be bothered by the apparent dehydration of the mad man who goes about with his emaciated body stealing scraps from the plates of oil executives and ceo’s who use golden parachutes for bibs…he wanders out to the back yard and finds that millions of the gullible are about to vote…some with ballots and others with bullets for they insist on having a say in whether the black knight, the white witch or the grandfather of the behemoths will be followed blindly…the rape of America is proceeding merrily along inside and she is being pilloried with any moral, cultural, or financial phallic object which can be found…dollars are flowing from her gaping pussy and her bruised ass while she sucks on the oil soaked cocks of the two kings…fix and gouge…the emissaries of GAS pinch her nipples and smack her ass for amusement while GAS, GREED and WASTE look on approvingly…general walter reed gives forms to the vets and advises them to place these over their wounds…he promises to return with snake oil and money and then goes off to count his appropriations…dead presidents are turning tricks for anyone who will give them the time of day and so the mad man gets a little head from ben franklin…picks up a bag of dope from the local dea agent and goes out to sit on the front porch where he has a smoke and watches the white witch and the black knight joust…he sighs, has another puff and waits for sunrise and the clean up crew…
djones 2008