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Haaarrrrrgh! Haaarrrgh! Haaarrrgh!
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Soooo, Maties,
Looks like the bad pirates be at it agin.
This time they aim to send more of yer tax dollars to the banks so they kin have more money to loan ye.
Don’t any body back in DC get it? Okay! Okay! What a moron question. Curses be, lads and lassies. Of course they don’t get it.
Heaven help us poor blokes out here in the netherlands. We be jes a bunch of spud kickin’ hicks an’ mealie mouthed peasants.
Them that has don’t aim to share with those who has not. They intend to keep us all in slaves shackles…even if it be indentured to their likes with the bondage of debt.
They know what is the right way. They be not stupid. They jes be scurvy dawgs and scoundrels in suits.
If they be wantin to do what’s right, then don’t encourage more lendin’ and more borrowin’. Hell!!! Jes send us poor blokes a hundred grand of tax free dollars, and let us pay off our debts and go out and buy stuff. Then, instead of the lies that says money will trickle down to us poor blokes, money will rise to the top and spread through the economy.
But, give banks more money to lend…encourage people to borrow deeper into debt…!!!!
What ye be havin’ is more people enslaved and endentured to the elite and rich folk.
ARRRRRRR!
Where be Robin Hood when we need him?
Time fer all good pirates to take a stand in Robin’s place, no doubt.
Be vigilant and be ye strong of heart and desire. But, be not roped or dragged more into debt. That be jes what the MASTERS want you to do….BE THEIR LIFELONG SLAVES.
Arrrrrrrrrrgh!!!!
This blog not be fer the bad pirates. Bad Pirates beware! I gots me eye on ye. Yarrr!
This blog is a port in the storm of lust for corruption and greed.
Thar be Good Pirates here!
Aye! Pirate Aye, thet is.
Shiver Me Timbers! Shiver Me Soul! I longs to challenge and take on those bad pirates whose hearts and souls are as black as coal.
Be ye warned! If’n me words strike likes to yer heart like as with the sharp edge of me cutlass, then perhaps me words fit. Yarrr! But, if’n me words don’t apply to ye, an ye know thet to be true, then ye be welcome here…an, take no offense, ’cause none be intented.
Yo, Ho, Ho….and a bottle of rum.
This blog…er…port in the storm of corruption and greed and war and other evil is a paradise fer Good Pirates, only. So, if’n ye be a scurvy dawg, be gone wit ye.
Jes as thar be Private Eyes….private investigators, a Pirate Aye be I. I gots me Eye on ye….AYE! Pirate Aye!
So, this here blog be to cuss and discuss all the treachery an skulduggery an shenanigans of corporatocity and politics thet is so fluent in our midst…those scoundrels and bad pirates thet threaten to makes Liberty and Freedom and Free Enterprise dinosaurs, extinct.
Now, Cap’n Silverbeard I be. An Cap’n Silverbeard seeks to expose the greed, the graft, the corruption. An, we intends to stay a course for life, liberty and happiness…as every man and woman dreams to achieve. I seeks to expose and cuss and discuss those dastardly cowards who bastardize what’s good and of excellent rapport.
First, an foremost, let’s address that their is a vast difference between corporatism and capitalism. Capitalism is the small business…the mom and pops shops…the American Dream…as well as the dream of all free enterprise champions on planet earth. What we aim to define is corporatism and corporatocity…which as far as I’m concerned is worse than any black-hearted piracy of the most evil sorts that e’er sailed the seven seas. They pillage and plunder and extort and hijack all that is sacred and dear…much more than jes yer bank accounts and savings. They are really bad eggs…blokes thet desire most to part ye of yer life, yer liberty an yer happiness…by stealing your dreams of prosperity and hopes for a future. They deprive elderly folks of comfort and threaten to put them all into early graves. What? Ye question thet? Wahl, Mate, don’t. When becuz of high gas prices and rising food costs, such organizations as Meal on Wheels must cut back or flounder, folks who have relied on thet fer at least one decent meal a day may be deprived. When utility companies gouge so deep into the poor and the elderly’s pocket books thet they must choose between their medicine or their food, or whether to stay warm on an icy cold, winter’s night or eat…thar be somethin’ wrong wit thet picture, mate.
When a man works 30 some odd years for some corporation, only to be let go jes before retirement…then tells ‘im, “nothing person, jes business”…what be wrong wit thet picture?
When a family relyin’ on their small business income, goes under because they kin not afford to buy gas, pay exorbitant and increasing insurance rates, escalating rents and taxes, and the like…what be wrong wit thet picture?
The list goes on and on and on. I fer one ‘av been plundered by medical pirates, insurance pirates, utility pirates and the like far long enough. Though they be actin’ like yer best friends, beware the dagger they hide behind their back in one hand, while extendin’ the other to ye with a scurvy-feigned smile on their unscrupulous, twisted mouths. They be bad pirates…posin’ as good folk. Friends they be not. Fiends they be.
I be yer Pirate Aye. Fer I be on yer side. An, I be carin’. An, I be ready to charge me cannon wit hope, laughter, and goodwill. We shall win the fight…all we good pirates, banded as crew, shall put forth Neptune’s wrath upon the enemy with our love and shout for Liberty. The bad pirates shall be embraced by the good, and they shall know the fate of a wailing banshee.
So, man and pumps and fill those bellows. Sail straight and true. May the winds be kind and behind us. May we prevail.
Tells me what ye thinks, Mates?
Cap’n Silverbeard shouts to ye! We shall prevail. We shall win. All is won. Naught is lost. But, only if we keep a Pirate Aye on those blokes who would deprive us of what is rightfully ours.
Blow, Boys, Blow!
Harrrr! Aye! I welcomes ye to me Pirate Blog. Come back e’er oft, Mate. Ye’ll not be disappointed.