THIS IS THE HOUSE THAT BUILT CAPITALISM
take one human being sans the being who is reared as were his parents,
like animals, by animals, as were the parent-animals before them,
and down the line we go, products, just plain fuckin products of a hole
line of human non-beings who came into life totally dependent, time-consuming
fairly unrewarding parasites of breeders who were themselfs bred by cows-
ignorant, unloveable, possibly drunk, perfectly unprepared to nurture dissimilar
life form on planet.
what the hell, let's fuck.
long story short, the resulting class engineered by the sweat and heave of all of
is what we deal with here and now
bosses, colleagues, college administrators, bureaucrats with no critical faculties,
trapped in a tacitly disapproved lunatic system they do not
want and did not create, do not profit from and see not how they perpetuate
because of one simple hopeless hope:
foot perched on next rung of ladder,
dying on the vine
prickly fuckin vine huh
middle aged crazy: meet downward mobility
nothin else matters for jack shit
mobile perpetration station on wheels
this is the bleak house our capitalism built
hey, guess what?
jack makes house calls too.
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