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Tweedle-Trump & Tweedle-Dem 2020

Posted in Critical Commentary of Civilization, Ethics & Morals, Jokes, news, Poems, Rhymes, Riddles, Politics, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 4, 2020 by Drogo

Corporate Politics Has Failed Democracy

Our two party system is like Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee.

This is true more now than ever, as both corporate candidates are Trump and Biden.

 

Candidates paid by companies that interfered in our elections to get Trump elected, will lose to Trump the epitome Capitalist. Our intelligence agencies and corporations interfere in our elections far more than Russia or other foreign agencies; because our agencies and corporations have more control and more money. Bloomberg and Steyer are boring billionaire Capitalists; so although they are richer than Trump, they do not have Trump’s popularity. Trump’s popularity is based on being a corporatist who sometimes talks as a fake populist actor; which is mostly a result of his insane personality and flamboyant attitude despite being deeply flawed ethically.

The best lesson so far from main-stream politics seems to be that there are two primary common traits for being an establishment candidate for president: “Get paid by corporations to show up, and have dementia”! Whether Reagan had dementia during the Iran-Contra hearings when he claimed he “cannot recall” things in court, or whether that is just a time tested strategy for how criminals avoid prosecution is not clear. But regarding Trump and Biden in 2020, it is clear that they are demented in what they say and what they do. So as long as you do what you are told, you can show up and say stupid shit all the time at work, and do stupid things that get you into law suits. Vote for tweedle-dee or tweedle-dumber, those are the options corporations give us, both will do what the bosses tell them, not what we want. It gives us hope that yes anyone can be president, as long as you just do what the people with money want since the parties are identical that way.

Occupy, Code Pink, Extinction-Rebellion, Justice Democrats, and the Sunrise movements are leading the mass progressive charge. True social protesters and environmentalists do not take orders from corporations, political parties, or government agents of any countries. Activists like Jill Stein and Greta Thunberg are our only hope to have candidates for a better future. They may have to run as independents or third party ‘greens’, but it is only by their leadership that public opinion will change society. Our heroes show us that only by standing up against those in power, and taking action for ourselves, will we have power.

Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dumber will always be “the lesser of two evils” options when we leave politics to corporate representatives.

 

Some say, compar’d to Trump

That Biden is but a filthy dump.

Others aver, that he to Biden

Causes the racial gap to widen.

Strange all this Difference should be

‘Twixt Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee’!

 

[based on Byrom’s folk epigram 1805, from ‘Original Ditties for the Nursery’]

 

In Garden of My Mind

Posted in Organic Gardens, Poems, Poems, Rhymes, Riddles, Spiritual, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on January 29, 2020 by Drogo

I did alot of digging and tilling by hand for years.

I also trimmed hedges and trees since i was a boy,

because it was just chore maintenance for our yard.

Then i earned a living working on organic farms; 

until i realized i could not competitively do hard labor anymore; 

and wanted to focus on other jobs like teaching and the military.

I prefer only working with plants on my terms now;

I enjoy nature in between indoor work, without a boss.

I worked so many years on gardens that i did not “own”, 

and then to have my own taken away from me with the sale of our house, 

has made me not want to get attached to gardens anymore.

The ways of working and designing for others only gets me so far.

It has come as a shock to me, to realize how attached I became to wanting

To be the master of my own garden and designs, or else to let it all go.

If i was able to walk out every morning into a garden that was mine for the rest of my life, then i would want to again shape a garden. 

The wilderness is a huge natural garden,

which requires less work to enjoy than a manicured artificial garden.

My efforts now are for the preservation of wild organic nature.

I am focused on protecting Nature for all to use, since i don’t “own” a garden.

I never want to leave the garden in my heart anymore, 

so i live with that state of mind as my goal.

–  Drogo

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Are You Better Than Me? WOC

Posted in POB Audio, Poems, Poems, Rhymes, Riddles, Psychology, Song Lyrics & Analysis, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on November 4, 2019 by Drogo

World of Competition, are you better than me?

Are you smarter? 

Are better looking? 

Do you sound better?

Are you better smelling?

Are you better skilled at life?

Do you deserve to procreate, while I just masturbate?

Were you born to win and me to lose??

Are you taller, bigger, and stronger???

Are you smaller, thinner, and faster???

 

This is the World of Competition,

Where we compete to be better than the other.

Your rank on the bloody charts of success,

Will tell us all who is better than the rest.

 

You stare at me and then dismiss me,

As being lesser than yourself

You don’t want to advance me,

At the cost of your own profit.

The price of your winning is my loss.

 

There ain’t no room for cooperation,

We cannot collaborate when the rules will not allow.

There can be no equality, when rates are based on quality.

Can you assess my monetary worth?

How much is my fucking soul after birth?

 

In this world you are either taking or giving,

If you are not good enough to take what is yours,

Then you must give what others have earned.

Or are you better because you give?

Either way, one of us is better.

 

Are you better at History?

Are you better at Math?

Are you better at Languages?

Do you spell like a mother-fucker?

Are you better at the Sciences?

Are you better at the Arts? 

 

Are you nicer?

Are you more sane?

Are you wealthier?

Can you buy and sell me?

 

Have you rigged the fight before we even begin?

What will you charge to allow me to win?

It ain’t no false dichotomy

Are you better than me?

BETTER THAN ME!!!!

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[ Audio Recording – Song Version ]

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Notes about this project lyric poetry and music style: my influences are Helmet, Biohazard, Faith No More, Hawkwind, Savatage, Bad Brains and other DC punk bands… the lyrics are about existentialist angst regarding social pressure to compete… it is about the human problem of wanting to compare things as dualities, instead of the more organic magic mushroom holistic view. the poem came to me in the morning, and i had to make the song to express the inner rage of individuals in society. it took me about an hour, but it might be one of my best songs because i was finally able to capture the problems between individuality and collective, and capitalist vs communist. also our attempts at trying to rate intelligence, skill, beauty. Special thanks the Judas Priest Cover band. I used my cell phone and 3 tracks on Soundtrap.

Clouds Are Real

Posted in POB Audio, Poems, Poems, Rhymes, Riddles, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 29, 2019 by Drogo

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We swim in oceans of emotions, and we sail in relation-ships;

no more voting for corporate pricks;

we think and feel, and vote for those with appeal;

because clouds are real, clouds are real, yeah clouds are real.

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[ Audio recording of poem sung as a folk song ]

 

 

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Space Drogo – lyrics

Posted in Memorials / Obituaries / Epitaphs, Poems, Poems, Rhymes, Riddles, Song Lyrics & Analysis, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on August 30, 2019 by Drogo

Space Drogo, always doing things with space!

Space Drogo, out to save the human race!

Space Drogo, the great king of the Appalacia,

Space Drogo, you betcha – he’s here to save ya! Space Drogo!

Always on a mission, space Drogo, flying in good condition!

Space Drogo, now you now his name!

Space Drogo, life will never be the same!

SPACE DROGO….. SPACE DROGO!!!!

– Lyrics by Andy Sweeney 2019

Lorax 3: The Secret of the Truffula Seed

Posted in Environmentalism, Ethics & Morals, Fictional Stories, Multimedia Communication, POB Audio, Poems, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 13, 2019 by Drogo

The Wisdom of the Lorax Strikes Back!!!

[based on The Lorax by Dr Seuss, this is fan-fiction]

“I hoped that the Lorax would tell me the secret of the Truffula Tree.” – a whisper that has waited for the Lorax Part Three!!!

Lorax Kin

The Lorax, the Mytak, the Menoo,

The Larkar, the Dundar, the Spagoo;

these were the spirits of the trees

they could come and go from tiny cells as they please

towers of cells serve them well

near where the last of the truffula trees fell

on the ‘Street of the Lifted Lorax’,

around the Onceler’s house full of cracks

 

I stood on the stone platform ‘Unless’

and lowered my head for the Lorax to bless

but the Lorax shook his mustache “no, no”

I asked “Will you tell me the wisdom you know?”

“I speak for the trees, of you they are pleased.

For taking a chance with the seed that you seized.

You knew what to do

and you did it too!

To fight evils of hate and greed,

the most we can do is plant a weed.

Our words were hopes one would do what you could,

and you did what you did as we hoped that one would.

Tell others of the stories we weave,

tell them they have been told at least once,

and then leave.”

 

We now know the secret, yes we do!

When you tell others, tell them who:

The Lorax, the Mytak, the Menoo,

The Larkar, the Dundar, the Spagoo,

the Onceler, the towns-people, myself and you!

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AUDIO Recording

Lorax 2: The Return of the Dryods

Posted in Cartoon Comics, Environmentalism, Ethics & Morals, Fictional Stories, POB Audio, Poems, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 13, 2019 by Drogo

[based on The Lorax by Dr Seuss, this is fan-fiction]

THE LORAX IS BACK!!!

“We wanted to know what the Lorax would do, we wanted to know what the Lorax knew too!!”  – One of which happens in the LORAX Part TWO!!!

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Once the Lorax vanished from sight,

The Onceler was left in his poisonous blight,

but he gave a seed to a lad

who grew a tree and was glad

He let out a call to proclaim he was proud,

so loud that the Lorax heard it high up on a cloud.

The clarion call was heard by Dryods one and all!

 

So the little furry fellows came down

Some were red, some were orange, and one was brown.

They told the boy “We are here to protect the last hope!”

With their colorful voices they asked for twigs and rope.

Magic of clover helped get seeds from all over

The people created a garden owned by none,

and protected it for the future of everyone.

 

A forest grew too, just like new!

The barba-loots came back in their barba-loot suits

and also again came the fish and the birds

all due to actions from a very few words.

 

The Lorax retired under a hill of trees

and you can visit him there for tea, if you please.

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AUDIO Recording