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i
ran into oneshoe sitting out in front of his little shack of a home
down by the railroad tracks where the air stinks of burning rubber and
where skid row ends and the cement l.a. river begins before sloping
up to east l.a. where all the old mexicans--an earlier generation of
illegal aliens--live at the edge of post-american america, because they
haven't figgured out yet that all of l.a. is now mexican. i thought
oneshoe would give me an intelligent guy's take on some of the political
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oneshoe is one of those people who is beyond left and
right and who hews to no party's line. Some say he's nuts. others believe
that he's been touched by god and has become one of god's eternal non-conformists
whose religious calling requires him to forever be beyond societal pressures
in order to retain inner purity and to be true to higher cosmic truths.
maybe that's overblown. maybe he is just nuts. he's kind of like the
old beatniks. some think he's a right winger but, if he is, he's not
your father's right winger. the difference between oneshoe and bums,
according to oneshoe, is that oneshoe has a purpose. he says his purpose
is to try to get people to see what's important, genuine, and true and
what isn't. he does this with his poetry and songs that |
he
performs at some local bars in exchange for food and some change thrown
into his guitar case. mostly, oneshoe is intolerant of stupidity. he
can't stand stupid people of any stripe. that includes stupid left wingers
and stupid right wingers and he especially can't stand bloodless button
down yuppie right wing "anti-racist" pop-conservatives like
radio
pudgy and his shallow spawn. oneshoe figures that most of those pop-conservatives
who have predictable radio and tv programs where they use predigested
opinions and who have no convictions from their bones, and who have
a formulaic dislike about sexual things but who always include sexual
stories as part of their patter, because that's one way they get ratings,
are useless idiots. oneshoe told me one time that he believes the true
believers who are fans of these pop-conservatives are "mostly lifeless
dead in the loins and lifeless dead in the head drones who are uptight
about things of the body except in secret dirty ways, and that they're
anti-life and anti-the-things-of life." oneshoe concluded that
earlier conversation with something that now seems to be proving itself
true, "they worship death, not life. that's why most of them are
single and are childless or have only one or two accidental children
and why they constantly push for wars and death and destruction or their
corporate equivalents." |
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as
i walked under the bridge where oneshoe was boiling some water for coffee
over a little trash fire, oneshoe said "i had another nightmare
last night. it was about man's inhumanity to man. it was about cruelty
and deceit and about money grubbing and runnin' after oil and power
seeking. it was about evil and psycho world leaders. it was about the
antiseptic dropping of bombs from planes flying way above the clouds
by fraternity types who never have to look at the smashed and dismembered
bodies of babies they kill on the ground, and who figure they're good
americans. |
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"while
i was dreamin', i dreamt that i woke up in a house out in the suburbs
and i was sweatin' and there was this guy george w. bush smiling like
he wuz mr. rogers or somethin' and telling me how moral he is and how
much he supports freedom, but we gotta go kill some babies in a desert
far away. first he said that guy in charge of that dirt pile of a country
had weapons of mass destruction. then he said that we can't find them
weapons and this just proves the guy is sneaky and now he's demandin'
that the guy prove that he doesn't have them. and, the guy's been saying
'if i had 'em, you'd find 'em, how'm i gonna show you what i ain't got?
i'm showin' ya nothin' cause i ain't got nothin'. i think the guy's
also figgerin' bush is gonna do like cops do sometimes with drop-guns
and that bush will use some drop-nukes or drop-germs that he'll put
in the sand and then find and say, 'see, i told ya the guy's got weapons
of mass destruction.' then we gotta nuke all them camel-ridin' arabs
cause dude ranch preppie bush knows that guys ain't supposed to be ridin'
no humpy ugly critters, it's un-american. i bettcha bush learned about
being a man by watchin' 
old
singin' cowboy movies. when a guy wants to start a war he can find all
kinds of pretexts. i'm waitin' for bush to continue to use nutty evidence
against them arabs. umbrellas? hey, they ain't umbrellas, they're parachutes
for saadam's billions of crack paratroopers who are gonna fly over d.c.
and jump out of their planes all with nukes on their backs. swimmin'
pools? hey, they're secret bases for saadam's thousands of nuke subs.
pottery factory? hey, they're really making heat resistant tiles for
saadam's vast fleet of space shuttles equipped with lasers built in
disguised flashlight factories. and why can't we find any weapons of
mass destruction? bush will probably next say that evil saadam has his
weapons factories mounted on herds of camels and they keep movin'. |
"no one should have the right to start a war on
a flimsy pretext. war ain't like a prepie cricket game, muffy. when
people fall down in war, they often don't get back up. there's gonna
be real live people including many young babies and kids kilt if this
guy keeps it up. them arabs is way over there, they ain't beatin' on
our doors and they ain't invadin' us, or anyone else, so why the rush
to go and kill some folks? we gotta stop being quick on the trigger
around the world, 'cause what goes around, comes around. if we was being
invaded i could see the need, like we're being invaded by mexico, but
is bush doin' anything about mexico? nope. |
he's
not even making a gesture of protectin' our borders. anyway i figger
bush seeped into my brain and influenced my dream while i was sleepin'
kinda like that freddy guy in the movies or like that gopher face disgustin'
tony blair from england. man, i don't want to sleep no more so long
as loopy guys are runnin' countries. |
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"people think they have complete free will but then they
decide to buy a certain brand of whatever or a certain make of car or
a certain religious view because...well...because the messages seeped
into their sub-conscious minds and they marched like little robots off
to buy what was planted there all the while smiling those stupid pta
smiles and thinkin' it was their own decision. and, come the next election,
they'll vote for a candidate because certain images seeped into their
subconscious, but they'll think they were the ones who decided. stupid
ants. |
"i
wanted to like bush, i really did, but i think his bad ideas are now
outweighing what i hoped would be good ideas. he's been losin' his intelligent
white base, and he knows it, so now he comes out, like at the last minute
against affirmative action at a college back in the midwest, but he
talks outta both sides of his mouth. next he'll give somethin' to blacks
and mexicans to make up for the affirmative action thing. he figgers
he can fool the dopes out in the the pta's of middle-of-the-i.q-bell-curve-america
where the intellectual level is something just slightly higher than
that found in a petri dish full of half dead flat worms. its like a
tropism thing. shine a light and get a plant to grow in that direction.
throw a bone to the white folks and then throw a bone to non-white folks
and you neutralize any opposition. he's trying to manipulate the stupid
masses. 
stepford
people who inhabit this here post-american america now that intellectuals
aren't listened to and people keep tunin' into radio pudgy who is a
propagandist for the guvmint. so the war mongers beat the war drums
and the weak toadies around them who only want their guvmint careers,
go along with the screwball ideas in order to save their jobs. i guess
they figger that after all the babies is dead several thousand miles
away, and after they're no longer in office, they can write books saying
that they then regret what they did, and gosh they were misled."
"most
people, no doubt, have their own opinions about mr. bush. many of them,
especially the phony pop-conservatives, are congenitally receptive to
such views because they're a bloodless lot who are sexually repressed
and constipated and this seems to make them perfect pigeons for the
likes of bush and his minions who plant numbnut stuff in their brains
by puff pieces in the main stream press that presented mr. bush as a
reincarnation of mother theresa with a sex change, right? and then they
had the likes of radio pudgy, who says he's got millions of conservative
listeners, talkin' in their ears. most people aren't beyond being influenced
by such pr crap. we live in a soup of subliminal messages and many people
are like easy subjects for our stage hypnotists pushin' this here war
stuff. it's like 'listen to my voice, listen to my voice, when i snap
my fingers you'll go kill some babies 'cause iraq is an evil land and
even the babies are evil and have to be kilt.'
"oh,
the propagandists for war and destruction will be all over the t.v.
soon, and he'll tell us again that some nothin' of a country thousands
of miles away is dangerous to us. why it'll be just like we're in church
as he tells us what's right and what's wrong, and why we gotta kill
some arab kids. how could we have ever thought otherwise? and radio
pudgy will waddle his sissy soft flesh up to the microphone and tell
us that bush hit a home run with this or that speech and then callers
will call in say that golly, bush hit a home run and they'll think they
thought of the term and gosh, stay the course, and axis of evil to you
baby and hey, what's your sign and cool man it's like really awesome
and twenty three skidoo and groovy. |
"now, don't get me wrong, phony liberals aren't
any better than phony conservatives but some of their arguments have
more depth to them than some of the cliches spouted by the present crop
of phony conservatives. it's not that the phony liberals are right,
it's just that they seem to have fewer stupid cliches right now, but
i figure they'll catch up to the phony conservatives at some point.
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but,
maybe i've got it wrong. when i see bush and radio pudgy and their families
out in front of our armies and marching across the sand i this war,
i may reconsider. until then, forget it. for now, i see a whirlwind
like none ever seen before being unleashed if this war madness continues.
all wars before may pale with what is coming. |
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i
forgot to mention that oneshoe served in viet nam and was wounded a
couple of times and got an award for bravery. that's how he ended up
with only one foot. i'll take the true patriots like oneshoe over self-absorbed
elite radio pudgy and other mouth warriors any day. true patriots like
oneshoe stand up for what's right, even when the elites and the dumb
masses they manipulate stand up for what is wrong.
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