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Wednesday, May 05, 2004

In the days when Cain with Abel played,
a resolution on the Left was made:
Oppose the war, support the troops.
And thus, with many twists and loops,
the dialectic insurmountable,
the working man unaccountable,
the Left has pimped through many a war
the working man as Capital's whore,
protected from the critic's eye
by mighty ideology.
"No jobs but war exist", they say,
these Marxists of a former day.
And yet, and yet, I smell a rat
parading in a soldier's hat.
Soldier: even if it's just desk clerk,
please find yourself some honest work.

How many soldiers does it take to change a lightbulb?
Five. One to stick the enemy's testicles in the socket, three to cheer and one to take photos.

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