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An ode to an oder
This morning, as I awoke, there, on the radio was a respected poet preaching a moronic and hypocritical set of ideals beloved of the undergraduate left. Criticising corporations "and their ill-gotten gains," ignoring the fact that every step from the words leaving his mouth to coming to my ears was made possible by corporations - the wires, the mircrophones, the electricity, the radio I was listening on, etc. - and in every case bar one, the "ill-gotten gains" were people (or companies) voluntarily paying for the goods or services; where they had a choice, and the corporate gain was because they had convinced the consumer that their product was worth the price being paid. The exception? The BBC (which was where he had voluntarily come to spew forth his aural bile), which gets their ill-gotten gain through dishonesty, coercion and threats, and without the accountability which comes with having to convince the consumer to part with their money.
And, of course, "the industrio-military complex" and various (Western) leaders came in for serves. And his solution? We should all live on eco-farms. He doesn't make clear what we should do with the remaining 5.9 billion people on this planet. He also neglects that the Western liberal democracies which do allow people to live in peace are the exceptions in the history of the species - and isn't even the global norm now. In fact, even in civilised countries, you still get violence, crimes and domination. I don't think putting us all on eco-farms is really the answer.
But anyway, in honour of the poet's self-indulgent aural equivalent of a steaming turd, may I present...
An ode to an oder
You come on to my radio,
You think we should return to land,
You forget the plight of the sick,
Not through the kindness of baker,
The market works for most of us;
Corporations are criticised:
Less flippantly though, who is it
Your attack on productives;
For who is it that pays your bills?
An unproductive waste of space,
Our leaders make decisions that
He may not have your skill with words.
So you can string words together.
You come on to my radio
My favourite procrastinations
The Head Heeb - Jonathan provides a balanced view on various Israeli and (former) colonial states in less developed regions of the world.
The Bladder - a sports satire site. Well worth a look.