The Parasitic Farmer.

The Parasitic Farmer.

I think of just how sinister symbols can be.

Some young, self-righteous, self-entitled farmer tries to justify starvation of a populace whilst a large class of hicks go line-dancing on weekends. And he does this by equating ‘grain’ with ‘property’, then imitating Neo-liberal social justice rhetoric, as though HE were the victim, even in potential, or as though potential victimhood prevented could then justify actual victimhood perpetuated. And the whole thing is this gross display of statistical alienation that reminds me of the wannabe magicians that I knew and how they could not even tell the space between the symbol and reality. There was a time when Shamans ruled these lands and grain belonged to Earth. But now this young hick bastard will arrange his title deeds to other’s lives like cards within his Magic: The Gathering deck: designed to dominate with Fascistic precision. All the privilege of working for a living in a country of the Plenty and the Wasteful. And he tells me we can’t have it any other way because he went to China with the military and he saw a kid get run over and over the course of an hour no one had come by to help him.

And I all most thought to ask: why don’t YOU help him? Do you live in such fear of your getting SHOT that you would not defy the sterile symbol of an ‘order’?

Some adult YOU are. Some great defender of our peace and of THEIR freedom. Fascist bastard.

Dm.A.A.