Daily Archives: November 3, 2009

Dimebag gangsters vs corporate gangsters fearful populations and painting discrimination with too large a brush…

So I made a link mistake,
http://www.mediademocracyday.org/vancouver
is where I wanted to send people yesterday.
I think it’s fantastic, it’s basically about what I was spewing
in this article about media monopolization
that the Harper gov’t has created by changing the CRTC rules
creating State sanctioned corporate media monopolies.
Then he killed govt funding for documentary films
because he didn’t like the fact that documentaries
about bad govt, corporate theft, and queers
were being made in “his” country.
Made it so every newspaper and TV station
could be owned by a single conglomerate
which means we really only hear one voice
our daily programming.

so check it out this weekend and shout a bit.

I’ll try to be there.
I might be dead.
Killed by dimebag gangsters
hungry and rabid
who’ve turned the local park
into “their” hood
dog eat dog.

Not the hippies and quiet drinkers
being mellow, sipping their beers and passing joints
with kids and dogs playing
that’s normal life
I like those people in the park

No, I pissed off the Hoodz
who claim to “own” the hood
the ones who tough talk and pose
puffed up and acting “street”
on their little corner of the park
But I’ve been told it’s actually “their” park

something they learned on TV, the pose and talk
from state sanctioned corporate media
selling nikes and bling and homie slang
to kids with nothing,
Uncle Sam rules our cable and radio
teaches them to be cannibals
killing each other over disagreements
with not even big money involved.

I guess I should have let it be
the woman who had a dog with mange
on the patio
but I like dogs, and  at least a dozen other dogs
sit where that dog was sitting
I could have not told her
that mange is contagious
I could have let it slide
and watched all the dogs I know start scratching
but I didn’t

and now the “posse” wants to kill
drives me from the park
for “dissing” their auntie.

We’ve become cannibals
for scraps
First nations I’ve stood up for here
in these pages
suddenly threatening to kill me
if I go to the park
threatening my dog
Some strange pride
I wonder why they don’t take that dog to the vet
trade some bling for mercy
and let it live it’s last years scratch free

But who cares, really?

I’ll be stabbed in the back
walking down commercial drive with my dog.
Is that any different than being dogged by bigger gangsters
and brought down “discreetly”?
same shit different method.

This is a society that is rife with corruption
all throughout the system bigger gangs
have influence
A whole production company can steal from me
try to kill me and pay off anyone who should help
a great big gang of thieves
and nothing is done
So much for “anti gang” legislation.

Then again,
if all the respectable gangsters
the honorable ones
disappeared
where would anyone get good dope?
and who would keep the police
from being the kingmakers?

but the library tells me
my time is up…

Perhaps it is…