Outlaw Junction News-Chop MONDAY POEM Edition

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Outlaw Junction News-Chop

MONDAY POEM Edition

Evermore pointless, futile beliefs of the times,

Talking heads repeating ghost's demanding lines.

Loosing all faith HA! GAWN!

Refusing suicide, fuck-'um,

ain't gonna suit the wishes of scum.

Massacre threatens to become a trend,

'contagion' of deaths rushing forward the end.

Meanwhile the ads keep selling unfacts,

And the moguls keep lying to cover their tracks.

Housemaid speaks out 'bout a sexmad upclub dog

She ain't no fame-seeking hussler,

She jus' wants to keep her honest job!

An' the deficit dives, down the debt dunny drain,

an' opulent Republicans

insist their the one's with the brains.

The IMF feeds Greek speculating banks

more foreign public debt,

and no-one goes

to the core of the issue,

no-one wants to vet.....,

Why corruption's the trend in migrant nations,

at one with false gods of old Roman-religious

land-speculating oblations.

Why Indigenie drinks indignance to sleep,

Knowing, not 'praying', their Souls

the Great Spirit will keep.

'Cause they still in their hearts

Live True with the Will of the Lord

And they ain't plagued by that western deceit

of crazy-mind, for being insatiably 'bored'.

And that THE Law, IS their Soul

And to It they stay True.

As dominant Dominoes

keep lying their way through,

the bulwarks Kabbala

psychotically-builds

making a once heart-Green world

a darker, darker blue.

So a white-superiorist proves

that whitey is best

knocking 90 and more

Puts Al Qieda to the test!

A peaceful nation of Vikings Great

slips in shock to this untranquil break

By a 'loner' who saw

that the world is on the way down

and that all the news and political spin

is just fucking around

With everyone's soul

Digging unthinking people

their own bottomless hellhole

And the snow-white views

of those chill-sweet northern fiords

are melting because we all over do

our faith in share-hungry corporate boards.

And that soulless morons

execute management

turning foul our finest act -

of making capital of the firmament.

and in that,

sacrifice

everything that was nice

into profit and perversion

into the popular choice.

And moguls struggle denying dementia

and their inheritors of evil can't talk straight

so warble in garbled accenta.

And expect that mere pay

to a coven of lawyers

will buy them through any

high class courthouse foyer.

Meanwhile down an alley

in every back town,

there's a Mob of Rebels,

long sick of all the fucking around.

And with a record at war,

against some perceived enemy 'man',

gathering arms and True Ideals

into global Outlaw Clans

Cold pressure on fools

who think they got rights

to shit on the poor,

an' give the masses the frights.

Steely hearts, over guilt,

shame and remorse,

they'se building support

on back of one huge iron horse.

An' the snobs in dark age cloaks,

are thinking again, 'bout staying afloat

on the backs of the Workers with no rights,

and keep starving slaves, and non-whites.

And some even thinking,

's time to climb down

from their ivory towers,

an' stop acting like

egomaniacal clowns.

And do the 'tree-change'

an' get dirt unner their 'nails

and start agrarian communities

before the environment totally fails.

But in media newsrooms and studios

dickheads keep clammering for kudos,

GAWN into mindless popularist burrows.

But victims of mummy's

delusional religious spell

“I want MY BAYBEE

to be saved from going to Hell!”

With not the slightest insight

that they are making its road

with all the bullshit THEY tell.

An' in uptown main street,

it's business-as-usual,

e'en though profits are down

an' staff are made casual.

An' flossy white dress-ups

prance frantic on the shop-floor

ever-fretting “how long will it be

before I'm forced out

to sell my fanny like a whore?”

And small business owners,

keep up the smile.

But behind the teeth

heart attacks threaten to file

on more bad money news

of another recession

“I'll just nip over to the chemist

for pills to dull that impending depression!”

'Course that'll cure all,

an' save y' from selling the house!

An' th' boat and wide-screen

stop yer seeing

that you're just a spoiled braindead

and gutless fucking mouse!

An' outside the media's view

homeless numbers are rising

taking to the highways

and the Bliss of the endless horizon.

Each minute more find

out here it's easy to be Soul-deep-glad

and that to Go Nomad, a bloke no go mad!

Away from expectations,

of bank, landlord and wife.

Away at last from the social delusions

and lies of city life!

And that the silence of the forest

is where Happiness Lives,

Or over in the Deserts,

where the endless sand gives

the Heart and mind space

to find oneness with Grace

and that when Brother's happen along

It's a Real Joy to Embrace.

'Cause you've all dropped those pretensions

that shitty-city culture demands,

and that the simplest thrill

of a gorgeous feed is there

with a boomerang, spear,

digging stick, and two good hands.

An' while a white-skin sits locked away

way over in Norway,

for protesting against

the popularist slavery,

I know he agrees with these observations

and that's why he done what he done

for the preservation

of those Pristine Norwegian

glistening horizons.

Then, as the day wanders by,

Mind flicks back down under,

and remembers events around my hometown

of the bushfires and carnage

Black Saturday called down.

Of pyromaniacs striking a match

and burning hundreds of lives

causing all of 'em

to re-thatch

their beliefs about life,

about how we should live.

That something's terribly awry

all take and no give.

Making money raping forests

and killing country

wiping out natives

to slam down urban insanity.

And inquiries dug in

to find what went wrong

but totally ignored

that speculative CRAPitalist culture

was selling life for a song.

And memorials are replayed

each year on the day,

and grants are paid

to rebuild houses burned away.

But same-same bullshit habits

keep playing same-same games

and same-same greed and ignorance

keeps an honorable life in the grave.

And same-same coppers

protect same-same crims,

land corporations

drop pennies in charity bins.

And political priests talk big,

like they here to save the planet!

But everyone knows

they're just out to cunningly scam-it,

with more same-same words

of the same-same bullshit

and that the more they get through,

the closer we all come

to being sent to Hell's pit.

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All Praise the Warriors who have fallen

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After-effects of February 2009 “Black Saturday Bushfires?

After-effects of February 2009 “Black Saturday Bushfires?
13/04/10.

A relatively passive plug about the future, from
Omaxa bin News-Chop.OM,
from the tin-&-tarpaulin tent of
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Apart from the obliteration of Victoria's natural fauna, the Black Saturday bushfires have left the land vulnerable to invasion by other species.

The one I've noticed in the burned-out areas, in the sections of forest east of Wandong, is a proliferation of the European Wasp.

This brings me to ask what the Victorian government's Department of Sustainability and Environment is doing in monitoring and checking the spread of this unwelcome insect?

I learned only a little about the wasp, when I lived in Eltham, and helped a landowning mate set traps over the wasps' burrow-nests. One thing is that they are aggressive to native species of bees, and therefore upset the natural balance.

It seems a very small and insignificant point, in relation to the damage done by the Black Saturday fires - the devastating loss of Human lives and the near-complete loss of wombats, 'roos, wallabies, birds, snakes and lizards et al, et al, and of course the virtual extermination of the native bees and other insects, all important to a balanced biosphere, and compared to the carnage now under way in the Mount Disappointment range, where deforestation is running wild with loggers ripping into the burned growth, so I do wonder why I care about the European wasp?

I guess it is just one part of the situation in our Victorian forests, and is an example or an expose of how our government DSE is failing us, and the forests, critters and fauna, etc.

The wildfires of February 2009 had their cause not in just extremely hot weather and a few arsonists.

Government policy toward our forests is why “Black Saturday” happened.

But, as much as those now in government cannot escape some part of responsibility, and thus, responsibility for the 200-odd human lives lost, the flawed policies are almost as old as Victoria, with the earliest settlers, pioneers and parliamentarians blindly ripping into the forests from the very earliest invasions.

Deforestation has so upset the local, and, truth be known, GLOBAL ecological balance, that both excessive temperatures, and fire-friendly forest regrowth are the results.

The debate around "global warming" and "climate change" is subversive farce, without doubt.

These factors are real (not to over sensationalize them), and, as deforestation has been going-on since the earliest colonialism (as far back as ancient Rome's expansion across the Mediterranean to north Africa 3000 years ago, which began the depletion of the forests, until all that remained was/is.... the Sahara!) eventually the overall environment has to react.

But, was it not rampant raping of the land, and of the people, ever-thus?

In Australia, clearly today's government, and opposition, in Local Council, state and federal parliaments, do not care at all about these hard truths, and simply turn a blind eye to the issues that the likes of the Greens party and Environmental campaigners and protesters and lobbyists have been up-in-arms about for longer than most of us know.

“Greenies” have been around for as long as Humans have walked upright. It's just that the lowly, self-interested corrupted materialists have won control of vital organs such as the media and government for about as long. At least in Rome, Switzerland and Britain.....

Inquiring too much into these earlier mentioned affairs, of the near-terminal damage done to our forests' and bushlands' fauna and flora, leaves one bereft of hope that we can make right the wrongs of the past.

However, in order to keep one's “head on right” as-it-were, I believe that such issues must be considered, otherwise the mind will begin to malfunction, and further degradation of the personal self, of the species and of the world around us becomes inevitable. Take our seriously intellectually defected mainstream suburb-dwellers!

Of course, there's the “beating one's head against a brick wall” factor, which can cause as serious dysfunction.

Whether I'm a puppet or not, while the mind is able to function, while I am still alive, the asset of my intellect, it seems, is most important to me. I entertain that it will do me well in my next life, so I should take good care of it in this one.

So ensuring in this life and whatever follows death, that the mind is striving ever-upward, to improving it's faculties, I have no doubt that “seeking after - and facing - the truth” is fundamental.

Therefore, whether “all-is-lost” or not, in terms of the forests of this world, nation, state and little corner, “going fearlessly to” the above mentioned issues is a must.

Clearly my persistence will have no effect upon the thinking of the loggers, nor upon the mindset of the big-boys of the International Monetary Fund, who are behind the errant and devastating forestry policies here, east (and west) of Wandong.

And it's pure joke to the land-clearing cattle-men over the way, who, like the government and the loggers, rejoice at the bushfires as an excuse to rip out the burnt trees and “plant” their bovine money-makers, (state government stands to make a fortune from clearing the forests to replace them with OH! MORE suburbs, and loggers earn a nice little fortune each day trucking out the timber) with no cares at all about the future, the kids of tomorrow, nor of theirs'.

So, I expect, once I post this blog, and send it to a few media houses, and government departments, I'll have the frighteners put up me on the forests' road, when a log-truck rips around a bend, forcing me off the track.

Perhaps not, because I suspect that even they get to thinking about the rapacious nature of life in these parts occasionally, and are to some degree in agreement with my persistent protestations, if not with the clear evidence I point to, and what cannot help but follow in years to come?

Living in the suburbs, it seems, has most of us lose touch with nature, and with that portion of it which is fundamental to Human survival. (I'd write "...has most of us lose touch with REALITY," also, but I really don't know what reality is these days.)

As I titled my last web log “What will it take....”, I can't help but feel that nothing will save us now, short of a massive, globally coordinated REVOLT against, in particular, the IMF and it's suicidal policies.

But, apart from the Righteous Outlaws, and Activist Greens, and Aborigines world-over, still something of a minority, and still, I suggest, out-of-favour with the mainstream of the “developed world”, WHO, will it take, to set the Revolutionary Green Ball rolling?

Always, in Righteous wars, right through history, centralised control breaks-down before the Ultimate Victory.

In many parts, the Activists for a more Just world have recognised that Local Autonomy is fundamental to enduring success.

But for Victory today, in the big game of global environment and economics, the “key” is for all to be fully aware of the most important Values, and, as US President Bill Clinton coined it “It's the economy, stupid!”

So, if any of us are going to live effective lives, and correct the condition of the environment, local and global, we have to learn most about the most environmentally-friendly economic system.

And..., surprise-surprise..., it's

LAND RENT for GOVERNMENT REVENUE

as recommended in the of-late "shy" Henry Tax Review.

Then at the local level, we have to get active and if necessary, force our local groups, political, social, Club, Gang, cult, coven, business and environmental (firing an arrow at the “Wilderness Society”) to recognise the Reforms to government that are needed, and make them, or lobbying for them, part of their “Reason detre” their “Reason for existing” and their group's Constitution.

Our three main political parties - Labor, Libs and Nats - cannot be trusted to go down that road. They're all too “rusted-on” to IMF corruption.

So again, I urge all to break with those so-called “traditions”, and force yourselves to look impartially at today's political farce, then vote from here forward for the REALPoliticians who speak straight on these types of Reforms the whole planet urgently needs.

Ideally, even I would like the future to be a Green-Techno Future, and I have no doubt that that's possible.

But, our only Future will be a Green Future.

Anything else, and we won't have a one.

Meanwhile..... those Eurapean wasps...?

"..Boarding-off" (a variation on 'signing-off'....hehehe) from the traveling 4x4 tent of
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