The fox has one leg in the henhouse + killin you softly… why did the Rupert Murdoch cross the road?… to brainwash sheep and pigeonhole non-anglos (ps, shut up and buy)
crack! shuddering broccoli head… overwhelming and cobalt, the sky just started wreaking liquid havoc on the dusky grey bay ridge gardens behind our apartment… its quiet… all the ruts are yet to scurry… from my futon i can hear the metal rap of heavy drops crashing into the metal skylight that opens over our bathroom… there’s a distant ripping thunder, always on the move… her in this off-white room, walls unadorned, floor litter with books, guts, clothes and a thousand little scrap paper scribbles, underneath 180 watts of screaming con edison juice… i am getting way fucking paranoid about this rupert murdoch shit… there is no western tycoon with a reputation as bad as rupert “newspeak” murdoch… an overt proponent of militaristic western dominance, he is perfectly ok with having any one of his dozens of media outlets distort the news (and the prioritization of the news) to affect public policty… he lies, we go die in iraq… he has stock in texas instruments, they have to sell tanks for him to make money, he becomes a war-mongerer… besides being a rampant and soulless greed-head, he’s a billionaire with no other goal but to become richer and more influential…
if murdoch buys the dow jones, it will signal a new low, and a demented new reality, for the media world
if you don’t know who rupert murdoch is…. you are truly fucketd (that’s right, fuckted…, let’s pretend its Cornish or Dorset, and we both be perfectly obnoxious dingbats)….
Laugh Hard,
Buck Fush,
-Ver and the Y-namm
