Why is it people on the outside are blamed for the ebb and flow of society? Why are immigrants the cause and effect of society’s ills? These blamers see the system as being changed not by the forces of natural growth and expansion but by outside influence, the immigrants and minorities that look for acceptance and a place in the culture just like immigrants of the past that made the country what it is. Did people blame the Irish railroad workers for their lower pay, or the Italians for higher housing prices? I am sick of hearing white people throw the onus of an evolving, transformative society on minorities and recent immigrants. The “they” that supposedly create fractures in society and affect the job market and prices. This senseless ideology that blinds most men to the realities of progression and the need for constant change. Life is a constant flux doncha know.
Maybe the people who are already here are an issue as well. Maybe the dominant group is to blame fully or partly for the shape of things. White Canadians could be taken to task for the inappropriate and wrongheaded actions of different institutions and organizations. In conversation someone blamed minorities for the abuse of police power exhibited on a news stain report. These ill-trained (as if it is their fault they weren’t properly trained) officers hurting and arresting a black man and not following procedure are the minorities messing things up. Why aren’t caucasians taken into account in these circumstances. Plenty of white cops abuse their power and recent events show that they are responsible for numerous deaths of black men. The facts stand for themselves but when you take the white man to task everyone gets all huffy. “You can’t say that,” “that’s reverse racism” and the like. White people (sorry to generalize) do not like the shoe on the other foot and presumably are not used to it in North America like minorities are. We get the shaft, we get mocked and ridiculed and used as examples for the deleterious decisions of business and politics. How is it our fault if new immigrants work for less to make it in society. People are looking for a chance in, you get nowhere by yourself someone has to give you a chance and you take it. The companies and corporations are making that wage decision and new immigrants have little to no options because that’s how our society works, you don’t start high up even when you have degrees.
How many veterinarians and doctors I’ve worked with who couldn’t match Canada’s so called high standards and get accredited without going back to school and paying all that money. They cannot work in their field due to these patronizing restrictions. And the conservative types repeat the record; immigrants are the problem, minorities are the issue. They think themselves and their ilk are what keeps the country going, the province holds up by their hands and will. This egocentric, western-centric, xenophobic bullshit has had its day and should be shot. A real master stroke with a katana to the neck. There is no growth with stagnation. The world body needs new blood. The old ways are cancerous and immigrants made this country, renew these cells, medicate the wounds of time. And education is the most necessary of all endeavours. We need trained and educated people no matter where they are from. This is a fundamental, we can’t bitch and complain about taxes all the time. The immediate future has prerequisites and we just have to grin and bear the onslaught. The golden generation sacrificed, so should we.
The Ridiculous man
Spewin out political polemics
Blow that horn Mr. Misinformed
World’s on fire
Giant burning man
Shades and suits and marching boots
Calls for fight
Troll army into the fore
Revolts to even the score
He’s always right
Don’t question him
Shadow worlds just above the rim
Secrets all known by him
New world order order in
Catch me if you can
Bored, restless, distressed, obsessed
Blue hair gold dress
Copycat Kit Kat
Layers layered instep
Greedy for the foodie
Cakes and pies aplenty
Gobble gobble cured meat
Kingly feast on repeat
Oh Henry feed me
Pleasure seeking enemy
Envy filled body
Dreaming of an overdose
Can’t tell the number
Pop a bottle fumbler
Failure for the season
Tendency to reason
Stop myself from chasm
Inch away from final door
CBT work the core
Bright lights in grey fog
Musty misty epilogue
I am the very nexus of a neoliberal nerdowell.
I say do what you please as long as you don’t kill.
I geek on stuff my passion cannot quell.
And if my predilection is too much for the common swell.
I’ll find my tribe on the intertubes.
I find my comfort in quantum mechanics and mathematicals.
I loop myself in string theory and big quadrangles.
I sit in four dimensions playing with the hexacube.
And when I’m done I spend hours on Youtube.
Anime and fantasy are my guilty escapism.
I long for the world without any racism.
Where all the living things are free to live.
And it’s not so hard to do the biological imperative.
I squeal at discoveries of scientific experiments.
Sagan, Hawking, Tyson I love all the theorists.
And my goal is to study the firmaments.
Cosmology is the makeup of the universe.
I spend my time writing fanfic of the multiverse.
And if I miss the socializing maybe that is just the nerd’s curse.
If anything I am left wanting for another verse.
I’m happy with my interests and my pastimes thankfully.
It fills me with joy and life so gleefully.
And if this song fills you with jealousy.
Then change your tune and come join me.
I may need an injection to fix this splotch complexion. Sunny side up browned skin soaking rays aplenty. Burning hot gas planet scorched earth living color. Tanning hides in blistering chapped sunspots; effortlessly wrangling dark meat rotisserie; third degree pain platter shining verily merrily. Crispy bacon flaking off melted skull diggery, Dali visage leaking still life.
Horrible horticulture dotting continental maps; pointillism cartography for braille readers. Ray ban Charles swaying to invisible flows caressing sticky wick hairs on his chinny chin chin. Twisted Manson tourniquet fa la laing along pirouettes gothica. Trailing vapors ectoplasmic following, turgid crawly long nails unfurling upwards sky high. Redman the method of inhalation station. Devil skin hides the white corruption. Switch that metaphor, black is beautiful, black matters. Color me gone.
Happy? Can be? You can. You be happy. You can be happy.
You can be happy.
Let yourself feel that.
No wallowing mire. Deserve happy.
Stop twisting chink in armor.
Big hole big bruise.
Blush blue black pallid pain.
Of tormented trysts of demented absentia.
Corrupted faces augur fearful retreats.
Afraid of the Ward.
Pale blue walls of hellish waking dead nightmares.
Repeats of accosted urging purging.
Lemming red glow demons trailing forth the sullen bane.
Sad face poster boy trading knacks for chinks.
Lily livered loser leaking creaking winces.
Stabbing walls westward.
Jabbing pounding head in dull beat hours, late night attacks.
Dummy dribble snack pack pudding on the ritz.
Sugar canes and berry tort top hats.
Chocolate dreams, paralyze lullabies.
Songs for the deaf def.
Eye nightly news terrible truths mangled misinformation station.
Just another tambourine man whisperings in my ears.
Promises and keepsakes wrapped around naped necks.
Raspy lips pucker deadly quips and patient lies.
Lies, lies, no more videotape.
Tex mex sex and gringo thumbdrives.
Rice and beans jalapeno cream.
Cropped pics and leather licks bound sticks.
One horse neighborhood naysaying day.
Roger dodger buck duck pity fuck.
Pity me no likely like me.
Sucky sucky pipe dreams.
Sticky icky vapor central.
Crazy town melt down in reefer lounge.
Rife for punishment glutton admonishment.
Mutton chop sentiment life repentant.
Twisted words with scattered logic.
Bastard coated bastards feeding off parasitic entanglements.
Funeral words spread eagle ashes.
Ping pin up and network caches.