Warmonger John McCain, Dead At 81, So Why Mourn?

 

And so another one bites the dust! But as usual, when a member of congress sticks his spoon in the wall, fake platitudes abound and it certainly speaks volumes when two other stomp down, flaming warmongers are to give McCain’s eulogy; George W. Bush and Barack Obama. And since the ICC (International Criminal Court) will know exactly where two warmongers will be, the court should send representatives to arrest both Bush and Obama for committing crimes of genocide, crimes against humanity, and war crimes. Both are guilty as hell of ALL of the aforementioned and since I am quite sure that McCain’s bitch, Lindsey (suck ass) Graham will be in attendance at warmonger, John McCain’s funeral, the ICC may as well swipe his ass up in the raid along with Bush and Obama. Get a 3-4-1 special.

I initiated a search on John McCain and here are some examples of what popped up:

Jimmy Carter: McCain a ‘warmonger’ | TheHill

John McCain, Rothschild Puppet, Zionist Warmonger

Warmonger Senator John McCain dies | 5Pillars

John McCain Dead At 81 — He Was A Globalist Warmonger …

8 Facts That Prove John McCain is an Unhinged Warmonger …

John McCain, warmonger | Fellowship of the Minds

Perennial Warmonger, Regime Change Operative John McCain …

John McCain, Warmonger – LewRockwell

Rand Paul: John McCain Is A Warmongering Killer

John McCain has finally gone to Hell – ANC Report

The Stains of John McCain: A Front Page Confidential

Seemorerocks: Warmonger, John McCain dies

Do NOT Let Them Make A Saint Of This Asshole – Caitlin

McCain Has Blood On His Hands | Zero Hedge

There are many more where those came from, but the point is that it is a well known fact that despite McCain having been a prisoner-of-war, it did not quench his thirst for war. In fact, it seems to have led to an unquenchable thirst for war especially since McCain advocated for war in Bosnia, Kosovo, Georgia, North Korea, Iraq, Afghanistan, Iran, Syria, Kuwait, Libya, Nigeria, and Mali.

The Paris attacks, for which the Islamic State (IS) has claimed responsibility, have changed the willingness of many Americans to support more US troops going to Iraq and Syria, Sen. John McCain (R) of Arizona argued Wednesday morning.

Senator McCain and his GOP colleague Sen. Lindsey Graham of South Carolina have called for 20,000 additional US troops to be sent – 10,000 to Iraq and 10,000 to Syria – to help wage war against IS.

“Before Paris, I’d probably think that we can’t get the numbers,” in terms of both support from the American people and subsequent votes by Congress, McCain said.

Of course, McCain’s sidekick and bitch, Lindsey Graham was never opposed to more troop deployment in regions the U.S. military had no logical reasons to set foot in which leads some to believe that many incidents of bombing in Paris and London and Mali and other places were false flag ops meant to stir up public opinion for more war against terrorists who were ‘vetted’ by John McCain and Co. against those ‘other’ terrorists, whomever they may be. You see, according to John McCain, there were moderate terrorists who could be ‘controlled’ and so America used those ‘gentleman’ terrorists to fuck up the terrorists that John McCain deemed, ‘extreme’. In his arrogance, he got to pick and choose which terrorists deserved the support and tax dollars of the American people.

Sen. John McCain (R-Ariz.) pressed for increasing aid to moderate rebel groups after meeting Syrian opposition leaders in Turkey Wednesday, warning that delays would “fuel the growing danger” to U.S. security.

McCain said pro-Western Syrian forces were fighting a “two-front war” against both Syrian strongman Bashar Assad and the Islamic State in Iraq and Syria (ISIS), a Sunni militant group that has captured huge swaths of both countries.

So, I guess in other words, there are ‘good’ terrorists and ‘bad’ terrorists and our ever so honest and above board politicians can always figure out which is which. Seriously? One thing I do know is that there is no honest politician. Have you read the latest on Donald Trump? Shining example. But I digress.

John McCain is being called a ‘patriot’, who had guts, was a maverick, was the last lion in the senate, was courageous, was a man of deep conviction, was never afraid to break the mold, a skilled, tough politician and that we should all thank God that men such as these have lived. Oh, this is just so nauseating especially if you read what follows.

GOP Sen. John McCain of Arizona admitted Friday that the Iraq War was a mistake.

“The principal reason for invading Iraq, that Saddam had WMD, was wrong,” McCain wrote in his new book. “The war, with its cost in lives and treasure and security, can’t be judged as anything other than a mistake, a very serious one, and I have to accept my share of the blame for it.”

McCain was one of the biggest supporters of the initial surge into Iraq in 2003 and was actually one of the first Republicans to get behind it.

“McCain was one of the first Republicans to get behind” U.S. troops being sent into Iraq; second only to Lindsey ‘suck ass’ Graham, I am sure!

So, there you have it; a tale of two McCains. One, a stalwart, defiant patriot of deep conviction and the other a flaming warmonger of the first degree who is collectively responsible for the deaths of millions of innocent people. He has their blood on his cold, dead, lifeless hands, but we are to forgive and forget because he suffered from a terminal illness and finally succumbed to it. That just wipes the slate clean, if you believe the lies of all the other warmongers who are decrying the end of an era, John McCain. The sad fact is that there are more just like McCain and they are just as blood thirsty, cruel and depraved as John McCain was. They are warmongers, just as he was a warmonger and no, I will not be a hypocrite and hope that this warmonger, who sent innocent millions to their death, turned many into refugees, rests in peace.

McCain does not get a free pass just because he passed. Some people do indeed, get whats coming to them and that is exactly what happened to McCain. He was no war hero. Hell! Other POWs called him “Songbird McCain” because he sang like a bird in order to get special treatment and McCain even admitted that he signed over information to the so-called enemy, much of which has been sealed. Go figure! And even after all that went down in Vietnam, McCain was still eager for America’s poor to continue to be sent over there because McCain was so sure that America could win in Vietnam. Too many had already died in vain and many of them were not even considered ‘human’ by America’s whites. But they died for this country and they were still viewed with repugnance because of their skin tone.

There was only one McCain; a warmonger who should have been convicted as such! And how he went, so too shall all the other warmongers who have the blood of the innocent on their hands.

“John McCain, may the flames of hell welcome you and may the maggots enjoy your pale, putrid, rotting flesh until there is nothing left but faint traces of the pungent odor of char!”

War Never Takes A Holiday

Another government shutdown looms
and with it clouds of mushroom plumes.
Can you smell the toxic fumes
that reek of death, mankind it dooms?

Bombs away! Look lively there!
Behold the rocket’s bright red glare,
as soldiers stand, salute and stare,
no thought for a mother or child she’d bear.

Duty calls and they obey.
War never takes a holiday.
My child, your child; both will pay
for peace will always to war, give way.

And though we think we are immune
here at home, war will come soon.
You’ll pay the piper for this tune.
No Star Spangled Banner will you croon.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

Here in the land of the stupid and the brain dead, and it should go without saying that I am speaking of America, we go about our business as usual. Government shutdowns are threatened as congress plays the same tired old game of supposedly shutting down a government that doesn’t work anyway. So what’s to shut down? I don’t know because nothing that is ever good comes out of the halls of congress or the White House. And inside both chambers sits the useless, the deranged and the greedy bastards who are owned; lock stock and barrel by the very corporations that also run our lives. We have certainly given up on any pretense that we have a say over any aspect of our lives. What we eat is owned by nine corporations. What entertainment we still thirst for is owned by a handful of corporations who feed us what we see and hear.

I read just the other day that Trump’s poll numbers soared after he gave the order to launch 59 missiles at Syria and when he also ordered the MOAB(Mother Of All Bombs)to be dropped on Afghanistan. And now, we anxiously await his orders to drop bombs on North Korea. Well, just sit back and think that this will have no impact on US and you’re in for a rude awakening. Regardless of whether or not you think that Kim Jong Un is crazy has no relevance on what is going down. Donald Trump is just as crazy and yet, this nutcase has his finger on the ‘red boom-boom’ button. The war chickens are coming home to roost up your ass, AmeriKKKans and I sure hope you like it hot; hot and funky ’cause you’re going to smell the fallout from your living rooms and from your spa hideaways and your luxurious hotel suites. The claim is that when you fly for 7 hours, you are subjected to what amounts to an x-ray. Well, that’ll be the least of your worries, but then you’ve never considered how much radiation you’re subjecting your body to when before you are even allowed to board a plane, you must first be radiated and those of you who are frequent flyers, well…let’s just say that you are already a cancer ticking time bomb. But no worries for you because just as soon as your son and your husband, cousin, father, brother and nephew start sending nuclear missiles to North Korea, you can thank them for what they’re about to set off up your ass because you’ve been lucky thus far but your luck is about to run out. And about time, I’d say.

So, you thank Donald Trump, you damn warmongers for killing your ass via your own sons and husbands, but the last thing you will be applauding is Trump’s rising poll numbers as you watch AmeriKKKa get what she has so long been begging for, war at our front door! I’m placing big bets on this and my money is backing Kim Jong Un! Bring it!

War, The Birth Of Death!

I was born old with the sounds of war
roaring through my head
and of scenes depicting
the fact that I am dead.

I am as old as war,
never to know peace
only sorrow, pain
and a cease fire that will not cease.

Brought forth in death
by man’s insatiable desire
to kill for profit and for pain
and war is my sire.

Though I may not have lines
or wrinkles on my forehead
nevertheless, I am old,
too old to live and so I die, instead.

War, the birth of death;
 for youth is drained and tired
but must fight to die;
as war’s bitter taste is acquired.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

And so it goes, our children are born but why? They are born, dead for their bodies are mere pawns in wars, moved here and there on the chessboard of war, driven to war by war hawks and warmongers whose children grow rich and fat off the sacrifices of our children who are bred for their wars. We willingly give our children to be adopted by the warmongers and then we host parades praising them for taking our children and making them dead and/or old beyond their years. The voices in their heads, never leaving them even if they leave the battlefield and if they come back to us, it is in name only, for they are already dead since war is the birth of death.

An Ice Cream Truck

Just before the sun went down,
I heard the jingle from an ice cream truck.
Here, it is business as usual,
but in Afghanistan, a bomb just struck.

Tomorrow, the ice cream truck
will make its way down my tree-lined street.
But over in bomb-struck Syria,
little children have no bread to eat.

The next day, the ice cream truck
will once again offer cold, creamy treats
while we wait to hear from Donald Trump
about North Korea via his stupid tweets.

Another day, another ice cream truck;
an absurdity in a world at war.
 It would seem to be quite laughable,
but I just cry til I can’t no more.

I’d send you an ice cream truck,
if I thought it would do you any good,
but when you’re fleeing a war torn land
there’s only debris where homes once stood.

One day, that ice cream truck
will drive down my street no more.
We’ll have killed those across the sea
and on our own, we will then wage war.

That day will surely come,
since war is all we know.
And though we killed you first,
where you went, we too shall go.

So to those who lust for war,
and who gloat over all we’ve killed,
the treats in an ice cream truck
are not as cold as your heart so chilled.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

At around 8:00pm, the ice cream truck jingles its way down my street and I look out down the street and the children are gathering in front of it with their money in hand which they exchange for cold, creamy treats. I cannot help but think of the children in Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya and Yemen who have been killed by bombs dropped on them by our government via the U.S. military. I cannot wrap my head around the fact that soldiers, who have children, can send missiles to foreign lands knowing that there is no way to hit only fixed targets since we all know that ‘collateral damage’ is inevitable in military operations and that they are killing children while expecting only ‘ice cream truck’ experiences for their own. Their children are never to be ‘collateral damage’, otherwise known as the unintended casualties of war. I am sure that the ‘unintended casualties’ of war are most glad to know that they were mortally wounded, accidental like by America’s soldiers who want only ice cream truck encounters for their children. I am sure that those who were blown to bits died knowing that they were just in the way; in the wrong place at the wrong time. There will be no ice cream truck rolling down the street offering them cold, creamy treats; just body bags for those who are more than just bits and pieces.

But here in America, the ice cream trucks are still rolling down our streets, inviting our children to come and pick their favorite cold treat and go happily back to their yards to play while those in Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya and Yemen are praying that the bombing will stop, wishing that they still had homes to go to, trying to remember what it felt like to play and certainly are not hearing the jingle of an ice cream truck as it makes its way down a tree-lined street on a quiet evening inviting them to partake of its cold delights.

I am going to keep this one civil even though I am seething and ready to spontaneously combust over the fact that all is quiet here and there is only the echo of the jingle from an ice cream truck and I cannot know or appreciate the hell that those in foreign lands are being put through thanks to those who are hell bent on making it a fact that this world will never know peace. Oh, the absurdity of an ice cream truck!

Bomb This Hellhole To Bits!

Not one American was gassed
And so America bombed Syria because..
 Well, these things just should not be done.
After all, there are international laws.

What applies to America is unique.
There are none so exceptional as we
who were not gassed by no terrorists we trained,
but we still bombed a foreign country.

Some things just make no sense at all.
America refused Syria’s refugees
who were escaping a war torn land
brought on by our own tragedies.

Now let’s turn this all around.
Did America not gas the Iraqis?
And it was okay when we gassed the Vietnamese
and then say, “We are better than the Nazis.”

Tell that to the dead Vietnamese.
 Or have you forgotten all about Napalm?
Our selective amnesia is telling
when we can forget about a Napalm bomb.

White phosphorous, the Iraqis will never forget.
How can they when we are still there?
We bombed them over a big ass lie
since those WMDs are where?

Hiroshima and Nagasaki were cities
bombed by the US of A.
How many people did we kill?
And we still think that was okay!

We are all American dogs
who drool and piss and shit
on a planet of people at will
and we all deserve a direct hit!

So China, Iran and North Korea,
Russia and even Bangladesh
bomb this hellhole to bits!
Maybe this world can then start, afresh!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2017 Shelby I. Courtland

Unfortunately, I shall not get my wish that Russia, Iran, North Korea and China will blow this hellhole to kingdom come, but I can still keep hope alive.

So, Donald Trump has initiated what amounts to déjà vu because didn’t we go over this already about Assad using sarin gas during Obama’s reign? And what happened? It was found that the Assad government did not gas their own people, the rebels that America’s CIA trained did that, but even so, Russia stepped in and helped to broker a deal that relieved the Assad government of any chemical weapons it may have had and yet, here we are again. Donald Trump is just so disturbed at the thought of little children getting gassed that he just could not contain himself and so sent 59 missiles to do what? Kill more innocent little children? Because that is what happened, isn’t it? Civilians were killed by those U.S. missiles and so where is the outrage from Trump about that?

That no good bastard is not even outraged that the U. S. Department of Justice issued a scathing report on Baltimore’s police force due to the fact of rampant and systemic excessive use of force and police brutality against a majority Black city. In fact, Attorney General, Jeff Sessions stated that, “the consent decree would keep the KKKops from doing their job of continuing to brutalize, racial profile and fuck up Black folks on a regular basis just ’cause they should!”

And here we have all these pasty-faced motherfuckers just declaring how horrid it is for Assad to gas his own people when these same pasty-faced assholes would rather see me dead just because my skin tone is dark. Don’t that fucking beat all? Talk about this shithole drowning in hypocrisy, America is the very definition of hypocrisy from one end of this cesspool of corruption to the other. And here we sit, biting our nails and hoping there’s to be no draft. My post titled, “The Draft Is Being Reinstituted On January 1st, 2016! is the number one post because you scared ass pieces of whiny assed exceptionally brain dead cretins are shaking in your cowboy boots and wife beaters over the possibility of you having to get up off your fat ass and get it handed to you by the Russians and the Chinese. You don’t have to worry about being drafted because you’re fucking useless, what with a needle stuck in your damn arm loaded with heroin and who knows what the hell else. Your fat ass can’t even fit in the cockpit of a fighter jet because you’re too damn lazy to even get up off the couch and turn the channel on the TV. The only thing you’re good for is nothing! Ain’t no use for you whatsoever. So quite actually, if a bomb was to land squarely in your fucking living room, it’d be doing you a favor by sending you to meet your fairytale maker sitting up in the sky waiting to receive your worthless ass, or so says your slimy piece of shit reverend; the snake oil selling bastard! Yeah, a bomb would quite actually be good for you because it’d put you out of your sorry ass misery. I wish they would send a bomb up the ass of every single piece of American filth and think I don’t mean that, you sorry ass filthy fuckers!

The Face Of Freedom Is Not A Soldier!

Master Sgt. Darryl Sterling, 332nd Expeditionary Logistics Readiness Squadron equipment manager, tosses unserviceable uniform items into a burn pit, March 10. The 332 ELRS has a central collection point that can be used by service members and Department of Defense civilians; unserviceable uniform items are burned. Sergeant Sterling is deployed from Luke Air Force Base, Ariz.

The face of freedom is not a soldier.
Freedom cannot be found inside a voting booth.
It is not about saluting the stars and stripes.
And we’ll never gain it by giving to war, our youth.

The price of war is way too high.
And I’m not speaking of missiles and drones
or Blackwater thugs on Halliburton’s payroll
but about what lies beneath the tomb of the unknowns.

Democracy can never be spread by war hawks and warmongers.
The children born to woman are sent to an early grave.
And men, though you play a role in the conception of a child,
many of you are too far gone and you have no soul to save.

Tell me, how many wars will it take to get to peace?
When will you learn that the end to wars begins with you?
How many times were you dropped on your head to get so stupid?
I wonder because it couldn’t have been just a few.

I hear tell that many are concerned about ‘burn pits’ in Iraq.
Why were you even there and why were you not concerned over those you killed?
You talk of karma and how it comes back to bite you on the ass.
Now that you have cancer and the VA said, “It’s you who’s getting billed,”
you want sympathy from me and you’re not going to get it
 because you chose to go to Iraq and satisfy your thirst for killing.
Pardon me while I spit on your grave because you are no loss.
And I wouldn’t pay a goddam penny for your care; not one shilling!

They said that you were a completely healthy specimen when you went to war.
I beg to differ. You were just a sick and twisted mercenary killing machine.
And now that you are six feet under thanks to being a warmonger’s whore,
on your tombstone, useless words tell the lie; “Here lies a brave marine!”

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

A former half-marathoner who once jogged along the irrigation canals near his Albuquerque home, Sgt. Jessey Baca, a member of the New Mexico Air National Guard, no longer has the energy to wash his truck or tend his garden. He’s created a bucket list. His days, he said, “are numbered.”

But five times weekly, Baca dons his Air Force uniform and drives to Kirtland Air Force Base. That duty preserves his cherished link to national service. The diagnosis has forced him into light duty -– computer work. And that change, he admits, is “hard to accept” for a man who once lived “at 100 miles per hour.” Some mornings, he must will himself out of bed.

Like dozens of recent war veterans, Baca blames his fading body on combat time spent working, eating and sleeping near a huge, open-air “burn pit.” The U.S. military used such trenches throughout Iraq and Afghanistan to incinerate mounds of battle trash: Humvees, unexploded ordnance, rocket launchers, bloody gauze, body parts and more.

Ahhhhhhh, ain’t that a shame, what a goddamn shame that is! Sgt. Baca feels so damn ill that he has ‘created a bucket list’ and all because he was a sick and twisted mercenary killing machine who signed on the dotted line to kill or be killed and now that the so-called ‘burn pits’ are killing his ass, he is now real upset. He is not taking responsibility for what he set in motion; oh no, never that! He is going to lay the blame on some open-air ‘burn pits’ in Iraq and Afghanistan because it’s not like he was over there to kill people, he was there on vacation and those awful ‘burn pits’ were just a stinking up the place and causing biohazard situations and how is that on him? No! He was not on vacation, he was a hired killer; prostituting himself to the warmongers and his medical issues are indeed, on him. They are all on him, but Americans never accept responsibility for their actions. They can suit up and get shipped out to kill people, but when the shit hits the fan and comes back to bite them in the goddamn ass, it is so unfair; it is all so tragic and horrible and get the black crepe out and the violins to play a mournful tune because an American life is worth so much more than those that Americans kill. Well, let me disabuse you of that notion. Americans are some stinking ass useless, stupid shits filled, not with ‘exceptionalism’, but with an unquenchable thirst for blood; you’re nothing but a vicious pack of inhuman, barbaric and savage rejects from hell!

This shameless bastard has said not one goddamn word about the innocent people that he killed in Iraq, all over a lie; no that’s no problem. He is now sick and that is THE problem of the year! Hear ye! Hear ye! Sgt. Baca put his life on the line for the warmongers to grow ever more richer and we are to feel sorry for him because he killed, ate and slept near ‘a huge, open-air burn pit’ that was just spewing toxins into the atmosphere and that was just so goddamn wrong, it ain’t even funny. Hundreds of thousands of innocent Iraqi men, women and children were brutally tortured and murdered thanks in part to Sgt. Baca’s thirst for killing, but we are not to focus on the innocent Iraqi people and the people of Afghanistan who were needlessly killed, we are to feel so bad for Sgt. Baca because he can no longer drive his Humvee and launch his rockets against innocent people. He can no longer jog, wash his truck and tend his garden and getting out of bed is a drag. Well, ain’t that a bitch? That bitch is called ‘karma’ and is well deserved. And I bet that before this killer expires, he will never even think of the real reason why. He will never consider in a million years that it was his goddamn choice to go to Iraq and Afghanistan and whore himself out to the likes of George W. Bush, Dick Cheney, Colin Powell, Barack Obama, the corporate bigwigs at Lockheed Martin, Boeing and all the other makers of war machines; the war profiteers. He will never admit to himself that he made the choice to kill or be killed and that the blood of the innocent that he killed is on his filthy guilty hands. The blood of the innocent cries out for retribution and  it shall be delivered unto them, for no man can kill the innocent and not rue the day he did so.

Rest in peace, innocent people of Iraq and Afghanistan and Libya and Syria and Yemen because the worthless, twisted military whores that killed you are finally coming into their own; the chickens are coming home to roost and that ole karma is eating them from the inside out!

The Entertainment Never Ends!

the entertainment never ends

I have been strangely quiet
for want of anything to say
because everything’s been said
and I hit the button and replay.

Football season is over.
The Super Bowl is in the past.
We say we hate capitalism
but that hate don’t ever last.

We say we love this planet.
It is our home, for better or for worse.
And yet we fuck it up relentlessly
until they put us in a hearse.

Oh what hypocrites we are
when we scream our hatred for war.
And yet, we groom the next generation
to heed the call for more!

We say we hate our politicians.
We despise them one and all.
They don’t represent our interests.
And yet, we vote for them each fall.

We point fingers at another
and we claim that they are wrong
when in fact, we’re all depraved,
it’s why we cannot get along.

Oh yes I have been extremely quiet,
just watching shit hit the fan.
What need have I to point out
that the foulest seed is man?

There is endless war in Syria
 and Libya is filled with rebels.
All of this chaos was put into play
by American and NATO devils.

Poor Iraq, we hear nothing about
as if those folks are doing fine.
I doubt if they’re eating caviar
or drinking expensive wine.

But here in the land of the ‘exceptional’
the entertainment never ends.
We just gorged on wings and pizza
with our loud and drunken friends.

The stakes are high in this gambler’s den
of vice and greed and corruption.
And when Wall Street flounders again,
they’ll blame the poor for their destruction.

The bailouts will commence
and the players will play on.
While the huddled masses yearn
for jobs already gone.

At the risk of repeating myself, I repeat myself.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

1,400 people learn their jobs are moving to Mexico

A crowd of Carrier manufacturing workers erupted into anger Wednesday as they learned their plant was being relocated to Monterrey, Mexico.

Carrier, an Indianapolis-based heating, ventilation and air conditioning company owned by United Technologies, announced in a statement on Wednesday that the plant would undergo a three-year transition to Mexico starting in 2017.

Carrier is one of two United Technologies plants to announce a move to Mexico — the corporation announced on the same day it would also be moving a plant in Huntington, Indiana. The closing will eliminate about 700 jobs from the city in northeastern Indiana.

And now with the signing of the TPPA, is this situation going to get any better? But they tell us that the unemployment figures are so low as to be negligible. The lies just keep coming. Who in hell believes that the REAL unemployment rate is 4.9%? Seriously? Sears and Kmart stores are closing, left and right. The only stores that are doing a booming business are Dollar Tree, Dig-A-Dollar, Collar-A-Dollar and Holla-For-A-Dolla! This past holiday sales figures were dismal and that is an understatement. Target just closed up shop in Canada. Wal-Mart just announced the closure of all Express Wal-Mart stores. JC Penny is gasping to stay alive and even Macy’s is choking and the unemployment rate is 4.9%?!!! Get the fuck outta here with that bullshit!

On Christmas Day, War Is Always Such A Blessing!

the peace of war

War is always such a blessing
It never is distressing or depressing.
I know all too well that this is true.
War has been good for me and you.

You proudly give your lives up for the rich.
For us, life never is a bitch.
In a blaze of glory, you go out.
And really, that’s what it’s all about.

The drone operators are so brave
as they send little children to their grave.
Since the world has become a battleground,
the drums of war make a lovely throbbing sound.

Teach your sons and your daughters about their duty.
And one day, when they are dead, we’ll make a movie.
It will honor their brave and noble deeds.
The wounded, we shall see to all their needs.

Through war, we bring peace unto this earth.
And though you break out in dubious peals of mirth,
the last laugh will always be on you,
for none of what is written is ever true.

When we put a lethal weapon in your hand,
and send you to die in a foreign land,
your life means nothing, you should know,
but you never give pause, you just go.

War is not only just a blessing,
to us, it is also quite refreshing,
that you are so willingly prostituted,
and it’s all because you are just too stupid,
to understand that if it were not for you,
no drone would ever strike on cue!

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

On this Christmas Day, as you gorge yourself and unwrap your debt and hug Aunt Sue, remember that bombs also paid for by you peace-loving Amerikans are being dropped on innocent people in foreign lands. But that is of no consequence to you since the only thing you concern yourself with is your own indulgences; those things which give you pleasure in life. What’s a little drone striking of a wedding party in Yemen. It’s not your daughter’s wedding that got bombed. What’s a little collateral damage? It’s not your son that got blown to bits. What’s a little hospital bombing? It’s not the hospital that treats your medical issues. It’s not happening in Amerika, so just enjoy this day because it is all about you!

“War? What war? We will think about THAT tomorrow, if at all. Because you see, I don’t like that horrid little tired ass sweater that Aunt Sue gave me for Merry Capitalismas Day and I am so hoping that tomorrow, I can exchange it for something that I want. Aunt Sue knows damn well that she’s got NO taste. Why oh why didn’t she just give us all gift cards? SIGH! And my flight had better be on time or someone is going to hear about it. One thing about me, I am not at all selfish, self-serving and self-centered since I have maxed out my credit cards to make sure that no one turns their nose up at MY gift. There was no need for me to even take the price tags off. I want them to know how much in debt I’ve gone for this thankless lot. And look at Uncle Jim, he’s drunker than a lord; all red-faced and puffy and look at those cute little darlings of mine; they are absolutely ferocious in opening their presents. Oh quick! Let me get a picture of them to post to Facebook! I am going to get plenty of ‘likes’ for this one. Ah! This is THE life. War? What war! There is only peace on earth within my narrow, limited little world. Christmas 2015, a Christmas to remember!”-Any American on Christmas Day, every year!

“Hark The Hypocrites Do Sing!”

hark the hypocrites

 

– sing to the tune of “Hark the Herald Angels Sing.”

Hark the hypocrites do sing!
Glory to the news they bring
Bombs on earth and missiles too
Aimed at me and aimed at you
Peace on earth is but a dream
Can’t you hear the people scream?
Watch the bombs light up the skies
Listen to the children’s cries
And the Christians doth proclaim
Christ was born and that’s so lame
There they sit with pants unzipped
I don’t want to see them stripped
Lambs aren’t in the manger fold
They are waiting to be sold
Lamb chops on the menu here
Wash them down with ice cold beer
Kiss your mother who is drunk
Daddy dear is in a funk
He didn’t get a penis pump
Where’s a cliff for him to jump?
Uncle Jack is in rehab
His herpes has formed a scab

Hark the hypocrites do sing
Glory to the new crack wing!
You will overdose again
When you do, just say, “Amen!”
We so love the holidays,
refugees are in a daze
Drones have struck the innocent
Brag about the cash you’ve spent
Christmas comes but once a year
Hark the hypocrites, you hear!
Glory to the bottom line.
Now throw out this dead ole pine
Bring me whiskey on the rocks
Time to ride some big ole cocks
Hark the hypocrites do sing!
Glory to your fake ass king!

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

And if you didn’t know, I’ll be more than happy to clue you in. Your fake ass king is M-O-N-E-Y!

I am SO in the Christmas spirit this year, I just cannot help myself. Bombs are being dropped in distant lands. Drones are killing innocent people. But for one day, we will put all of that aside. We will, for one day, express our love for our family and friends and associates. We will gift them all that credit cards can buy. This is how we show our devotion and love; with gifts. We don’t show our love by worrying about the conditions of third-world sweatshops and the people who ‘slave’ in them. We don’t care that people are suffering so bad, that they would rather commit suicide than continue on. We carelessly head to the mall and shop until we drop; shoving that piece of plastic across the counter and out the door, we go. But we are so thoughtful and kind and decent. We then head to the supermarket and thoughtlessly pick the choicest piece of butchered cow or pig or lamb and we get someone to cook that up for us; rare, medium rare or well done. Stock the liquor cabinet. Are all the mixers shelved and ready? Oh look at the beautiful tree. It was beautiful when it was in its natural state, but now, it has been chopped and kept ‘green’ by some polluted ass faucet water; that is until this is all over and then, “Throw it away!”

In all actuality, this planet should “Throw us away!” I wish to hell it would. With our fake ass moaning over climate change; we cut down more trees to have signs printed calling for climate change reform when we are instrumental in the death of this planet by the cutting down of more and more trees for those very signs. Sigh! The ‘human’ race is a disgrace to this planet and to the innocent animals that occupy it and who are at the mercy of the merciless. How can we claim to be merciful when we are shedding tears because our father or brother or sister is overseas, suited up in military gear ready to kill someone they don’t even know and for what? Room and board? Some food stamps? Glory? Honor? One thing I can say is that we cannot lose honor because we never had any to begin with. Now, we’re all just meaningless filth; pretending to be do-gooders and concerned creatures. Shove it! Your so-called ‘loved one’ would not be in Iraq or Afghanistan or Syria if we did not have that killer instinct that drives us. Love does not drive us for if it did, we would not condone the killing of others and claim that it is honorable. What the fuck are YOU celebrating this Christmas? Especially those of you who go on and on about ‘climate change’. Those of you who go on and on about the untold miseries that other people are dealing with while you go on and on about how wonderful and kind you are that you hashtagged some solidarity with the ‘unfortunates’. You did your part when you displayed some colors in a flag over your Facebook photo. Oh wow! Now shit yourself because you did GOOD!

Maybe I am Miss goddamn humbug! But at least, I am honest about the fact that I am just another worthless so-called ‘human’. But one thing about me, I’m NO hypocrite! So, enjoy your ‘holiday’. And I sincerely hope that that pig you’ll eat, deposits itself on your ass!