Saturday, 10 August 2019

Words from the profit



My Profit


Part 2 of an occasional series

 

Dearly beloved, I offer up this musical collage to highlight the massive hypocrisy of those who seek to extort large amounts of money from the abstract guilt and fear of their fellow human beings. Using damnation as their lever, and the promise of endless prosperity as a proxy for happiness, these charlatans present corruption as a blessing and greed as a virtue. The fact that they are selling pie in the sky is irrelevant. What sucks the most is that they are misrepresenting the pie as a lemon meringue that will help you lose weight. In other words they are gold plating the lie to so that their victims will be even more likely to part with their hard earned cash to get a piece of it.

As I’ve said in previous posts I have no time for any kind of organised religion, but even I can see that pimping Jesus as a theological insurance / mortgage broker doesn’t fit with what it says in le bible. Didn’t the big J chuck such people out of a temple back in the day?

Holy bling
I guess the holy bible of American capitalism says you can make a buck out of anything, and you are a winner if you can get away with it, so it shouldn’t be too surprising that the promise of eternal wealth and happiness has become a commodity. And that promise is guaranteed as long as you pay the subscriptions to the agents that can hook you up with it. In other words the gold toothed, Armani wearing, private jet having crooks that are the subject of this broadcast.

What has prompted me to put this together is the fact that these people are becoming wealthier and more shameless by the day, and some are now eyeing political power to accompany their fortunes. In other words they have the rest of us in their sights and are accumulating the wealth and power to try and impact on our lives. A mind controlled zombie army ready to fight for their right to accumulate, and morally dictate, and separate, could end up influencing the future as you know it. Democracy is supposed to allow the individual to decide. Where there are no individuals there is no democracy.

In the same style and spirit of public service that gave you Amerikaemia I claim no ownership of this material, and present it to you free as a warning to be mindful and critical of all things that appear to be too-good-to-be-true. Making money out of it would be kind of poetic, but it would make me as much of a hypocrite as the subjects, and that’s a place I won’t go.