In the time before man rose to dominance. Earth was ruled by the beasts. Steadfast stallions galloped the plains. Dastardly dolphins skipped the seas and Skies were full of murder. It was a season of purity. A time of myth and legend. It was the age of Tooth and Claw.
It is no question we live in a futuristic society steadily advancing towards a Jetson insired space age. But with the advancements of technological wonder with every aspect of life becoming digitized, why won’t buissness retailers, polling stations, or any other agency requiring a consumer to provide legal identification, allow the consumer to use “Digital ID” as opposed to a physical copy of the very same identification?
I find it strange that in this Orwelian “Brave New World” (Huxley) we are entering, everything digital is accepted. From resumes, social media profiles to even the almighty dollar. Everything, except a citizens’ proof of identification when it comes to legal matters such as driving an automobile, purchasing legal drugs, or voting for the next puppet of these great United States of America.
The later example reminds me of a darker time in our nations history. When certain folk were not allowed to vote based on casste politics and when finally given the right to (after bloody struggle) were further disenfranchised by having to guess a certain number of jelly beans in a jar to recieve representation. In this new era of “progress,” where hue no longer has shade, I know my educated felons and poor people unable to afford the taxes and unable to reach the legal hoops placed upon identification recipitation can hear me while the upholders/supporters of a prejudiced system of disenfranchisment won’t.
A farmer cat once looked at me Could tell i had sumthin to ask Before i could–she interrupted And taught like she commanded a class
“For all students looking to win the hearts of masses Control of death could be the 1st seed Burn the idols of the false gods who acquired power through blood n trickery Implode the celestials with fire”
I looked at her DEAD IN THE EYE Cuz, she was fuckin crazy But she wouldn’t shut up Or so i thought Took me a moment to realize It was now i doin the talk
“So that’s when the Sun’s cuzzin Ray shined upon the earth And felt the little red giants like bambinos burning in her image”
And same farmer cat once told me (She heard it from a chick)
“From the ashes can sprout green or anything in-between Just depends on the party controlin the humans sowin the seeds”
so russia was like “yo snowden, you dnt gotta go home but u gotta get the fuck up outta here” so snowden was waiting for his ride, which was really late, like “all the other kids left the daycare 2hrs ago but I’m still here” late.
I mean he culdve gotten a ride a lot sooner but the states run the block like deebo and people aint tryna get their gold chains/bicycles snatched.
But venezuela was like “fuck it, I ain’t scared, u can come chill @ my crib….cuz u know, they jst kidnapped my cuzzo a few days ago. ”
And I teleported into the convo all late and was like “but isn’t ur cuzzo the prezzo of bolivia?..”
And Venezuela was like, “yeah”
And I was like “you knw they strapped and be ballin outta cntrl rite”
And venezuela was like “yeah, but its about the principality of it all”
A lot of people are probably impressed by Obama’s most recent speech. I think he’s chipping away at the power structures when he should be pounding. Any self respecting conscious person would.
Especially when he knows how much power his voice commands. It’s like Blastoise using bubble dance to extinguish a Charizard’s flamethrower when he could’ve used hydro cannon and saved us all the suspense.
You cant use a bubble dance speech against the flamethrower situation of discrimination we have here in Amerika and expect any real change.