Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Protestation without Representation (A Tale of Two Teabaggers)

Scene #1...

The noble slept not a wink, yet nothing did stir. Just relevance fleeting, ah, you see, this is their bur. No troubles anew, no evil to resist- except the ones in their heads they pretend don't exist. For spring brings fresh life and the nobles do see, those with little or none are becoming more free. Even though all that will be lost is noblemen pride, their hate for the peasant cannot be denied. So they lie in sweet vengeance, their eyes wide awake, in search of a vessel to harness that hate...

Scene #2...

The peasant slept like a baby, having no other choice. There was someone else he trusted to be his voice. He hoped and he prayed, as he always did, and cussed like a sailor when a nobleman fibbed. But there was no other he knew how to serve, what his grand-pappy taught him was not to observe. So ignorance became his only bliss, in turn, his ass getting fucked he could not dismiss. Still, the noble's call he could not deny, even with a thousand needles in his eye...

Scene #3...

So the peasants shall gather on April 15th, at the behest of the nobles who can no longer sleep. The well rested peasants with ironic dumb luck, will buy bags of tea with their new Obama tax cuts. "Sixty five dollars!" said one teabagger with glee, "will buy a lot of motherfucking tea!" So he pays the nobles who are nothing but thrilled, having got paid for the tea they shall spill. Money for nothing the nobles do say, is what you get when the ignorant are prey...

Scene #4...

Alas, the time is near. Where push comes to shove and truths become clearer. What was once a very safe place to hide, shines a spotlight no human can deny. How far will the peasants go to protect their masters? Only time will tell, their ranks house a lot of bastards. If we judge from their words and their deeds, logic tells us they will go to great lengths. So what? Shall it matter? In the great scheme of things? We'll find out tomorrow...today is the 14th...

4 Comments:

Blogger Elmo said...

This was some of my finest works...

Mon Apr 20, 10:05:00 PM CDT  
Blogger Faded said...

I liked this a lot.

"How far will the peasants go to protect their masters?"

Their spoils are being able to simply hold down one group of peasants underneath them, so that they aren't the lowest rung of the totem pole. That's the whole fucking deal with these teabaggers. And- it aint much to fucking aspire to, but its all they got. Willing pawns. Willing slaves.

Thu Apr 30, 10:32:00 PM CDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

you fucking moonbats are amazing...

Wed May 06, 04:28:00 AM CDT  
Blogger Elmo said...

You fucking wingnuts are retarded...

Wed May 06, 05:42:00 PM CDT  

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