The Imperial Bourgeois Rag

Hieronymus Bosch – ‘”A Violent Forcing Of The Frog.”My principles are lofty, my politics so cool, and if you dare to disagree, I’ll push you in the pool. I follow only brightest bulbs who shine the truth for me, and if you don’t embrace them too, I’ll string you up a tree. Ch: Black and . . . → Read More if you dare: The Imperial Bourgeois Rag

It's Always the Season for Irony : Syria and the White Knights of US Imperialism

In this crusade, armchair liberal trothawks[1] sally forth to save “intelligentsia” like themselves from Saddam, sorry, Assad. Vilifying the majority of Syrians’ electoral decisions which are also supported by polls, the white knight trothawks claim to represent the wishes of Syrians and in particular “revolutionaries”, though the Syrian Communist parties at this juncture defend their . . . → Read More if you dare: It’s Always the Season for Irony : Syria and the White Knights of US Imperialism


light the good fires along the hills edges dissolve you’re almost in reach talk with me again remind of the nearness of all things angels cavort on the end of a pin forever mirrored in your dead eyes waiting, waiting waiting, waiting for here within i see you then another year circled squared and slaughtered . . . → Read More if you dare: Samhain

The Dictator Quadrille

Did you cheer when NATO boots smashed into the face of Afghanistan? those evil Taliban, hate hate hate, such primitives, more sanctions and the wall came down, Brzezinski crowed. Did you party when US bombs destroyed the Koranic library in Baghdad, because democracy is messy? So Cheney gloated. Saddam is gone, pushed off the long . . . → Read More if you dare: The Dictator Quadrille

Lovebirds of War

I’m a liberal trothawk You’re a vulture neocon – Let’s get together, sweetheart, Bomb Syria to kingdom come. Though we’ve never been to war, we fight bravely on the net, Calling leftists ‘Stalinists’ and other smeary epithets. None can match our western tongues for running down those reds – we’ll both be ‘lil Hitchens’, still . . . → Read More if you dare: Lovebirds of War

Queensland is Constructed From Slavery

Kanaka House In viny shrouds, grey weatherboards frame walls to shield a hidden story Morning glory mantle streams Dark mango trees press at the side. On banksias and broken gate peer empty eyes where plantation men murdered outcasts, blacks by whites In cold hatred hunted down. Bush lemons march in ragged row Fruits lie rotting . . . → Read More if you dare: Queensland is Constructed From Slavery

Circus of Champions

Hey look over there! the shock jocks screech roll up, roll up, punters at today’s imperial circuses Cecil the lion is sacrificed on millions of web pages may the dentist be devoured! all together, outrage! (slash the minimum wage there’s a TTIP to push through rotten Bouffant Bronwyn’s helicoptering soon forgotten no need for scrutiny . . . → Read More if you dare: Circus of Champions

Long Division

racist brands take a stand with oppression hand in hand capitalist charities affirm disparities freedom and the bantustans the moneygoround grinds in sordid imperial embrace and your silence is assent your bullying, self-defence while others realise dreams resist the Beast’s foul schemes and your wall’s stacked solid with sycophancy praising white supremacy your struggle, your . . . → Read More if you dare: Long Division