We Should Be Hordes Around Their Castles
by Gary Hardaway
After the great recession triggered by assholes and their bizarre investment products' financial black hole implosion, we should be hordes around their castles with pitchforks and torches clamoring for the blood and gonads of these Frankensteins who engineered calamity and prospered in spite of it. We are not hordes. We can't even identify the castles we should mass around, movie extras on a mission of vengeful intent. Besides, the underemployment upon which we depend for a little sustenance is in the service of the villains' apologists and imitators. We have been well and truly fucked with ideological batons of the few, the proud, the incredible assholes who are revered and not reviled.
Even a man who is pure of heart and says his prayers by night, can lose his job to the wolfBain's teeth and suffer the hedge fund's blight.
Perfect!
Good political piece, Gary. Enjoyed the voice here.
Life in Guatamala, brought to you by our friendly Wall Street bankers. Bastards.
Thank you, Sam.
Thank you, Steve.
Unfiltered anger. Love it.
great stuff. *
Thank you, John and Penny.
Amen, despite the fact that "We can't even identify the castles." *
Unsure whether this was meant as a character study or opinion piece. Voice is realistically convincing but intent is unclear to me. Curious to read more of your work.
Thank you, Beate.
Gloria, it is a rant. Intent is to rouse some rabble. Not a character study and not (I think) characteristic of the other pieces I've posted. It is a hybrid- not quite essay, not quite prose poem. It's steam, vented.
"Existential", still on the right side of the big board, is perhaps a more characteristic piece. Other, much older posts, are still accessible.
Rant on!
I wonder where the anger is but then I realize it's been redirected at that black president.
Thanks for reading, Gary.