JOHNSTONE

They keep saying I hate the guy because of his religion. I don't even care about his religion, I just don't like sharing my house with some random outsider who broke in here out of nowhere and took my stuff.

Reading by Tim Foley.

If you can hear the whales

through your glowing foot roots,

then stand up.

Open your mouth.

Let their aria rip through you.

Let it pound up and out

so the others can find you.

Burrrp!

Now’s not the time for politeness, my love.

We’re staring down mass extinction.

We don’t have time to be cool.

Care! It’s fine!

There’s a rumbling in your belly.

Can you feel it?

An inner ocean,

still teeming with luminescent jellyfish,

dulled by a thin coat of plastic,

immortal but dying anyway.

For so many

their foot roots

have withered away

somewhere in between an Uber shift

and a Door Dash,

and besides,

their heart,

rick-roll racketed by rent scam subscriptions,

beats too loud and fast

to hear any stupid whales.

Exhausted bodies

hosting ghosts

running on

foodless food

and godless gods,

too sick and tired

to look up

to see,

to know what’s happening

in our name,

to understand that the cold blue eyes

of the empire of whiteness

stamped on our every dollar bill that

we are forced to pray for

fervently each night,

“Please God please God

Please may I pay my bills God

Please may I feed my children God

Please may we keep this roof God

Please may you give me more money God

Please oh money God

Please oh please

I don’t want to die

Please give me your demon dollars

Made from the bones of African child slaves

Pressed from the meat of the babies of Gaza

Printed with the oil made from the blood sacrifices of Chevron

Paper gods every one

I know not where they come from

Or how they are made

And I might die of grief if I did

Just give me some more of your green demon prayer cards

So that I might live

Another day,

Amen.”

That is not you.

You pray of course

(we all must),

but you,

you hear the whales.

And there are others.

You can tell us by the flowers of light sprouting

from our eye stalks

and noggin crowns,

from our bellowing war cries

roaring through us

giving voice

to our blue mama,

her rainforest hair slick with oil

but beautiful still.

Reading by Tim Foley.

From all this melodramatic garment-rending and victim-LARPing you'd assume the four Israelis were killed in their beds in Tel Aviv, not traveling by tank through a foreign country they'd invaded.

Reading by Tim Foley.

We're basically ruled by emotional toddlers who never learned to rein in their egos. They're trying to control the planet in the same way they tried to control their access to toys and candy when they were small.

Reading by Tim Foley.

The US empire is the most destructive and tyrannical force on the planet, and it is good when it fails to accomplish its goals.

Reading by Tim Foley.

Elon Musk is a military-industrial complex plutocrat who is balls deep in the US intelligence cartel and recently facilitated the US-Israeli regime change operation in Iran. You have infinitely more in common with the average person in Iran, Cuba, Lebanon or Palestine than you have with the world's first trillionaire.

Reading by Tim Foley.

Caitlin and Tim discuss Trump, trillionaires and other tribulations. Caitlin paints the US Secretary of War and then sets fire to the painting.

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ixOiTYdMCLM

It's a war on the human conscience. Sentencing anti-genocide activists as terrorists. Working to deport mainstream foreign policy experts for criticizing an American war. They're actually punishing people for not acting like sociopaths.

Reading by Tim Foley.

Under capitalism, humanity exists to serve the interests of the corporation. We are all livestock; beasts of burden used to carry margin expansion forward from quarterly statement to quarterly statement. Enjoyment of life has no value other than the extent to which it can be used to increase the net worth of the shareholders.

Reading by Tim Foley.

Secretary of War Pete Hegseth announced on Wednesday that the US is going to be launching major strikes in Iran, while President Trump says he'll "bomb the shit out of" the Iranians if they don't agree to a deal of his liking.

Reading by Tim Foley.