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fictional dead crewman, real under employed professional photographer, researcher, trader, activist, and self-defined generalist. Current job title: Sherpa on left coast expedition. I can remember having no choice at all. I did what I was told. Without question. I can remember shutting down and staying shut down. And then I can remember the simple acts of kindness that brought me around. I remember losing the fear, and standing up on my own. The fear comes and goes - but the birds and flowers that I see now join love and kindness to keep me breathing and calm enough to hear my heart beating. I know now know that I could have always chosen to hear myself breathe and my heart beat - and that would get me to the home i never dared to imagine. Where I am.

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Salon.com
DECEMBER 20, 2011 7:52PM

Is Fascism Cool?

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Oh it is cool as a San Francisco Afternoon,

As the cool ones talk about when they were cool,

 And how to die is just not so cool,

Or being not so bright isn't cool,

Man there is so dam little in this town that ain't so cool,

But we moved to Marin.

Because we can,

 Get away.

To our cool little valleys,

And our cool little cafes,

And what we all believe is the same,

And that this place is so much cooler than LA.

 

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"And what we all believe is the same"

Nice and homogenized. Cool.

Definitely fascist.

:-) / R
I don't have a grip on fascism but I like your poem. Sounds like a cool place.
Fascism has come in the night
All the lefties also went right
They said, "You're not free."
You said, "Let me be!"
But gave up without a fight.

Don't bother to whine or to cry
If they hear you, you surely will die
They'll take you to places
Separate you by races
And teach you about "Occupy."

You've all become flabby as blimps
And flighty as monkeys and chimps
You talk a good fight
But prepare for flight
You're nothing but weasels and wimps.

So put on your jack boots today
And follow whatever they say
Then just go on down
And get your nose brown
For fascism's here now to stay.
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Ah readers ..and cats who write poems! A grip on fascism? She got a grip on you, and me too - even the silly cat knows that!
Excellente', Jose~~
No.

But your poem is.

r/