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Plucking The Last Feathers

The work week was over. What was left of your paycheck was deposited after taxes

You’d put in your time, nose to the grindstone, been humiliated by a co-worker, and during the drive home been given the bird by an angry woman in glasses

But the big game was tomorrow and the six pack was cooling under ten pounds of ice

The same ice used on the bag of shrimp you’d found at a very good price

And just when it seemed like the weekend might end on a high note, you scrolled through the messages on your phone

The one that caught your eye was from your TV provider stating the conglomerate owning the sports channels was dropping your provider for reasons unknown

It seems the boys in the boardroom all decided that money alone wasn’t enough, overshadowed by their unquenchable thirst for power

The sports network wanted it all. They’d already taken the gutless conferences hostage with staggered start times now completing the monopoly not caring who they devour

Raise the price charged to the competing provider who were stealing customers by offering better technology and viewing results

And have their own networks talking heads promote their ever spirialing greed while the bill paying customers have to swallow the insults

You’ve been loyal to your own provider and watched as it raised it rates every year

Justified by adding four DIY channels and three more dedicated to alternative lifestyles and the queer

No, you didn’t want the ability to watch NE Montana Technical Institute play women’s volleyball

And you didn’t want to be caught in the middle of the three piece suit boardroom brawl

Life was simple when the game was on one of three channels and was broadcast for free

Now for the price of a monthly utility bill you get a watch a three-hour commercial fest diluted by reviews and one idiot referee

One look at the list of commercials from the wealthiest corporations on the planet

And one might figure the TV providers could broadcast for free, charge these lucrative corporations for the airtime and could still make out like a bandit

But suddenly you are rapidly scrolling for alternative provider plans just to see the game

All you wanted was to kickback for a while but here you sit like a plucked chicken waiting for the flame

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The Rage of Self Hatred

Recently a television ad aired showing a young, blue-eyed, blond actress sporting a pair of tight- fitting jeans

Immediate uproar was heard from the leftist crowd as they felt this particular advertisement demeans

The actress didn’t accentuate multicolored hair, excessive tattoos or piercings and wasn’t a minority

Perhaps in real life she stayed in shape as part of her regiment as her looks and body type became her own priority

The company had their choice of people to wear their jeans and drive away in a super car

But hiring a woke person to sell product was attempted by a large beer company in an ad crusade that was quite bizarre

Maybe the Madison Avenue execs are starting to turn the corner with their new campaigns

The bottom line is why they exist and profit generated by their one minute spots keeps fuel in the company’s planes

So the internet has to stir the hatred. This fascist person is selling the Nazi ideal

The self loathing peaks and blood pressure rises when the actress slides behind the wheel and shows her backside to the audience as the tires peel

This person wasn’t an over-weight glutton dancing down the street selling a weight loss pill

Or a minority sniffing a laundry detergent as if it was her only thrill

While the phone pounds away that everyone has it all and all is sensational

But then reality clicks in at the hyper-mart. No cash, no credit, and petty theft occurs as the situation becomes confrontational

“It’s not fair,” the internet screams. All should be equal regardless of education, work ethic, and size of paycheck

So the seething hatred becomes violent. Fast food counters, c-store displays, storefronts, and innocent bystanders’ lives are easy to wreck

The rule of everyone equal has created a mental illness that has gotten out of hand

The continual drumbeat of white superiority and destruction of once peaceful cities all appear government planned

Import 14 million people to live on the dole. Increase the national debt until America is beyond broke

All to advance a policy of governmental control behind the disguise of being woke

They tried diluting an election, forced rapid inflation, spread a lab-grown disease and ordered questionable vaccines

So it’s hard to believe the hoopla being stirred by miserable leftists over a pair of jeans

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Tell Us What You Think About Your Visit

The receipt read this store values your feedback. Please fill out the short survey and have a chance at the monthly drawing to win a $500 gift card

(and just so you know since you filled out the survey before if you don’t answer these questions your e-mail box we will bombard)

The alleged short survey asks for a star rating on a few particular items purchased today

The store not only asks for your money to purchase their product, but also your free time much to your dismay

You had maneuvered your cart up and down the clogged aisles, past annoying merchandise display shippers, other shoppers and employees filling multiple on-line requests

The highlight of the shopping experience, sitting on their soft drink lined mechanized carts were very obese customers in various stages of undress

Finally, after an exhausting search for the last item on your list, you jockey your cart to the self- checkout

The two manned registers had a long lines, so the open checkout register seemed to be the quickest route

But the machine charged you $28 for a four dollar item meaning you had to press the need assistance light

And the only store employee with the magic code to over-ride the machine error was nowhere in sight

So the fastest way out of the store now became an interminable 12-minute wait

At last exiting the store you had to push past the cute little tykes hawking their fund-raising wares, not believing the four-letter words coming from the children mouths filled with so much hate

Eventually unloading the items purchased it wasn’t ten minutes before your e-mail inbox chimed

It was as if the big box store had your location and your trip home timed

So to keep the inbox clutter-free and to get the store off your back you go ahead and take the survey

The e-mail stated a short survey, but time required and the sheer number of questions asked, the short survey turned into a grad school essay

Were you greeted by a team member? How was the product variety, availability and value? Were you offered assistance?

As with all big box stores, you’re there because their discounted prices have driven the little guys out of business, and you think you saw a store associate off in the distance

Fifteen minutes into the survey answering why you checked a three star instead of five

You realize most of this survey was just a lot of corporate jive

What the store really wants to know is why you are buying a particular product to help with future product distribution

In reality, since you rolled your cart up and down the endless aisles, self checked, paid your hard-earned money, and sacked your own purchases, was the store really out reward you for your contribution

But if you think you have a shot in hell of winning the cash prize

Read the fine print in the rules and regulations and let that dose of reality hit you right between the eyes

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Killa Wafers

In the 1943 edition of Joy Of Cooking, Granny would have a followed the recipe should she desire some vanilla wafers for dessert

She would have donned her baking apron worn from years of use to protect her only Sunday skirt

She then assembled all her ingredients including sugar, vanilla, and egg and butter

She would have sifted the flour, added whole milk and beat the batter smooth. Then she would roll it flat and shape the cookies with a cutter

Pretty soon the aroma of baking vanilla wafers would be wafting through the house

A simple cookie baked in seven minutes with real ingredients and served with pride to guest, kids and spouse

Fast forward 80 years and forget about fooling around in a hot kitchen for simple cookies just buy a box of vanilla wafers at the store

Besides looking at today’s ingredients and having them on hand would be a near impossible chore

For that matter Granny could never bake with the ingredients listed on the side of the box

As most of the ingredients listed sound like refugees from a chemistry class and if not measured properly would probably choke an ox

Granny would become very frustrated trying to add thiamine mononitrate to her batter

And knowing full well that using high fructose corn syrup would only make Gramps a little fatter

And don’t get Granny started on natural and artificial flavors. “What is it?” she snapped angrily causing her false teeth to click
“Vanilla is the main flavor and its not even listed,” she advised. “This gunk would make you very sick.”

“Sorry, I’m not eating anything that says contains mono and diglycerides.” I guess they figure no one will read this list.”

The grandchildren would have already scattered as they could tell by her red face and the tone of her voice she was pissed

Someone should have told Granny before she passed away at 93 that food is better today through modern chemistry and mass production

However after cleaning her grand kid’s backpack and finding a three-year-old store bought vanilla wafer looking like it just came out of the box, she’d have known better by deduction

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WEF

The conference was over signaled by the number of private jets thundering overhead

Giving the multitude of exhausted sex workers a chance to recuperate for two or three days in their own bed

The forum was chaired again by Klaus Schwab founder and forever embedded in that role

Thinly disguised as improving worldwide citizenship when the main goal is protecting power and riches of his elitist members and to stamp out coal

Concerned with trading carbons with the have-nots while hiding the fact the countries in power need to exploit the poor

We need your earthen deposits for our green technology to build more wind turbines on mountain vistas and in the path of fish migration offshore

“Your rare minerals have to be harvested under conditions we deplore”

“But its for the good of man the destitute and children are dying, so we can continue to ignore”

The EVs need those minerals to produce a short-lived battery to further pollute the earth

Dooming the wretchedly poor to work those mines assigned by geopolitical location at birth

Engaging in serious conversation while wiping the steak juice from their mouths on how to control those making a living working the land

Farm expansion, crops, and livestock need to be repressed and in some areas outright banned

Control of food sources is necessary to regulate the masses

“Keep em hungry” with limited access to food, oil and gasses

Much of the forum centered on how to monetize AI to further their dominance

Casting sideways glances at other countries while trying to figure a way to use this technology to advance their own prominence

But in the end all shared the usual optimism about ideas parroted at this discussion

When all knew at least half the members would cut each other’s throat to hatch a sweet deal with the presiding Russian

So before heading back to their opulent lifestyle with picturesque fountains, servants and gold- plated electrical sockets

They all took on last group photo standing on the backs of some impoverished indigents with their hands in each others pockets

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