Friday, November 11, 2011

 

Character Impedes Message

a) Banks
b) Politics

c-z) from sea
to shining sea.

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Wednesday, May 18, 2011

 

Post

Bankers catapulted
through their own

caution lights, laughing at
the manual they wrote.
Well, the frenzy, if

not the bankers,
arrested.

In American Style, TV makes
over sows' noses to posies as
the empty preach substance.

Buy a turnip from a farmer’s dirt,
you can thump the fuckin thing!

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Wednesday, November 17, 2010

 

Etiquette

Banks are best at crap-
ping on their own rules,

an upshot finger the real brand.
Amusing the legislators
and referees they’ve bribed,

they smug through hearings while
protesters carried away,

fucked again in The Land of the Free,
and raving against the icy decorum
of the self-recognized brave.

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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

 


Question for Senate Committee Investigating Financial Shenanigans Gone Even More Awry
Than Usual



Are the smartest
guys in the room

acting or actual-
ly dense?

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Thursday, April 08, 2010

 

Now THAT'S Affirmative Action

In hearings investigating
the appalling financial disaster,

we usually get paunchy execs called
onto the broadloom, or their wolf-
ish accountant-henchmen. But today

we have women! And they fucked
the doomed American Public just

as efficaciously by shoving up
these meretricious fantasies.

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Thursday, December 10, 2009

 

Finance Bigtime

The money exists on computer screens.
Treasury sends it forth. Banks do their
insane dicing. Some say Ponzi.

Whatever. Illusion, at least in greater part.
So what is real? Nothing much. Can we
go on this way? More than probably...

with hiccups. But it’s all crazy and
dangerously so! Uh huh. Successful

people will take demented routes.
Can nations? Stay tuned.

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Friday, April 24, 2009

 
Warning: Treats American Business; therefore, profanity and vulgarity.


At Credit Card HQ


-Let me sit behind you a sec. Now put up map of late charges
on your lovely screen. Good, zoom into upper Peninsula
of Michigan. Now, whatta y’see?

-Not one late charge! Amazing! Probably lots of retired farts.

-Most likely, but we hafta goose revenues there! Do it!

-But how? Hands tied.

-Your office logs in mail daily, right?

-Of course, and that’s what I mean by...

-Note that I pick up a mail bag. Say it’s from those zips. I toss it in the
corner. Thus! And one day late on these payments, I discover it?
Oh dear oh dearie dear, I’ll hafta charge a late fee now. What a shame!

-They’ll bitch!

-Ten per cent will and we’ll refund them. Not worth the phone time,
even of Mumbai spicks. But ninety percent won’t. And they should have the satisfaction of knowing they’re taking it up the ass for American fuckin
Capitalism! They’re patriots!

-What‘s that picture where they’re marching with the flute and the drum
and the flag?

-Exactly!

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