Worried are some about capitalism. Worry. Something the rich do, really, well. In common with the rest of us. We worry not enough of governance of US.
Nor, Republican, capitalism. The Dems’ secret weapons: Socialism. Communism. Vote for them. Screw … US.
We worry well, we Earthlings. Urantians, really. Not in common, with more properly, evolving, civilizations, elsewhere. We worry on lot of things,
albeit not many, right, things. Focus not on conservatism and liberalism, but wrong things, and right things.
A tale of two men. The blackmailing extorter of his brothers. The amoral liquififier of Jamal Khashoggi. Two, ahem, businessmen. One, really,
surreally, an apprentice dictator, in a nominal, democracy. The other, a dictator in his own royal right, already.
On the cabal, now sit. Vlad, Xi, Kim and Don. A fifth man, bin Salman wants to be the a fifth, big wheel. Salman’s an oil man. Awash, in cash. Really dirty.
He has a proposal, to be installed, stalled, before, the four. To be heard in June, perhaps, maybe.
Pray. And tell. And shout it from the mountaintops: Pray April’s showers shower upon May’s flowers, demands. Demands for earth, water and sun.
Surreally, some ingrate children; to the bricks, cement and educations offered, counteroffers, to reeducate them.
Let us pray. Pray and tell. And shout out from atop the mountaintops, a version of Voltaire’s Prayer: “Lord, please protect me from my friends.
Amen. I’ll take care, of enemies.” Amen. Ere June, may May, empower demands for food, earth, water … and sun. Amen.
Let us pray. Pray and tell. And shout out from atop the mountaintops, a version of Voltaire’s Prayer: “Lord, please protect me from friends. Amen.
I’ll take care, of enemies.” Amen. Ere June, may May, empower, demands for food, earth, water and sun. Amen.