Labeled Society

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Uncle Sam is sick of the labels and asks us to move forward, past the preconceived notions. Open the door to a brave new world free from Big Brother.

Wednesday, October 28th, 2009

Dear Red Whippers, Blue Snappers, and White Rasckles,

For the children taking notes, I would like to you to write this in your notebooks.

“The funny thing about people is they never listen to you.”

This is a constant and never changing event. People are too preoccupied with their own symbols, they attach to you, and wait for their turn to unleash their contrived brilliance. This is a two way street and you are libel to label as well.

Hell your old Uncle Sam does it from time to time.* The guilty are good at throwing stones and no one is pristine in our modern day Rome.

Take a couple of old friends who attests that my political views have change significantly. They repeatedly claim my political lean to be of a socialist slant, but as I have continually said, I am a classical libertarian, which means fiscally conservative and morally social. This has not changed and remains the one constant in my life.

I am a strong proponent of an able bodied, civil minded public as they insure our future democracy. We are members of the great experiment called “America”, and the weight placed upon each of our sholders by our forefathers is one of heavy vigilance. We are our brother’s keeper. We are the watch tower.

We, as a civil body, held the means of production, or we did at one time. Today, we lose the means of production more and more every day. Given up to the great lord of privatization and mass production.

These are not socialist ideals, as others would claim, but a grim look at reality.

As an Icon of the American Propaganda device, many people assume I have been to a good many Wal-Marts, but the truth is I have never stepped foot in the place. I am sure there are a number of impostors, who are hired to appear on holidays as July 4th, but I assure you they were hired by a manager looking to boost his sales.

Why don’t I show Wal-Mart love ?  Is it because I am some loosy, goosey, long haired hippy? Is it because the warm California sun has cooked my brain and served it “Over Liberal”? No.

My objection lays in the fact that Wal-Mart shows no love for the American people. Sure you can pay a plastic smile to love anything they want, but Sam’s not buying it. Wal-Mart has continually shown it’s self to be a depramental company to the American People.

Old Sam Walton, may he burn in purgatory, started when he exploited rules in the labor laws to pay his workers only 60 cents per hour. 60 cents an hour in the 1980’s is not helping any American out. It’s not good for the workers and not good for the American public or economy.

Yet, the sickness continued when a modern day Wally World came along and taught their employees to apply for welfare. When a company seeks to have it’s employees on welfare, they have become traders to their state and country.

But we are the ones to be painted in commie red. Slapped and stamped a socialist from our views of reality.

Two years ago, I thought it was madness that we spend $500 per citizen on health care. I advocated a universal health care system as we, the U.S. government, spend the money anyways. Today, I still think it is madness that we spend 500 per citizen on heath care system and advocate for a universal health care system. Above the label of socialism is a Plato of logic.

In the coming years, we will need to lose our ideas of labels and seek out the answer. Too many of the global conglomerates seek to fill our heads with black and white words. They seek to define our world in the eyes of big brother. We need to keep our sight towards a Utopian society where the ends never justify the means.

Until Next Time, watch a world cup soccer game,

Uncle Sam

*I might have called a whole evil empire, like the Russians, by the wrong economic label, like communism. Stalin was a fascist, the people did not control the means of production as is Karl Marx’s “Communist” maxim.  It’s egg on my face and, come on, it happened over 4 decides ago. You people let Bush get away with literal murder, can’t say I am too worried about my mud throwing past.

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One Comment

  1. ginny added these pithy words on October 30, 2009 | Permalink

    Glad you finally got back to writing. you do it well. Take care and have fun on this
    evening of fright and fun.

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