Born into This / In dies Hineingeboren / Nascido em Isso / Nacido en Esto

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You have been born into a World where fear is the only lasting emotion. The reign of terror has become so open and clear that most people find it hard to deny the World is devolving into a totalitarian dictatorship. Citizens are asked to make a choice between an incompetent war-hawk and another incompetent wark-hawk. Terrorist attacks are now a weekly event.

When you are born into this world, you are given a ticket to the freak show. If you are born in America you get a front row seat. – George Carlin

It is no longer possible to talk of a Society. Society has been infected with an almost terminal cancer. Solidarity with each other has nearly disappeared and the cancer has grown so big that some dare to claim that the government can mediate solidarity for us. Nothing is further from the truth as solidarity can not be enforced. Solidarity can only come from ourselves.

It is a form of resistance against economic and armed violence as it rejects all forms of violence and force. It is the form of resistance that has become, now more than ever, a most pressing necessity. The time to protest austerity is past as the welfare state and capitalism are dying.

We can continue to ignore this simple fact and hope that politicians will magically save everything but, over the past several hundred years, they have proven themselves utterly incapable of providing us with a World of peace and safety. The dream that politicians will save us can only bring us a nightmare.

Nevertheless, we do have to organise Society as we can not survive without each other. As such, the time has come to learn to trust each other again, and we can only do so by learning to trust ourselves.

It is time to accept that competition does not work. This means that capitalism, built on competition, also does not work. After the many crises that capitalism has not been able to provide an answer for, this should no longer even be a point of debate.

Most people will accept that a world without money would be preferable but only few are actively working on it. Many have lost hope and those who have hope are driven into despair by the inactivity of others. As a Society, we have to make the most important choice in our collective history.

Either we surrender to a new series of tyrannies and the inevitable extinction of humanity, or we start building towards a harmonious World built on voluntary cooperation. 

Capitalism still exists and continues to cause enormous damage. However, in this damage we can find the possibility to work towards a Society built on solidarity. The time to come together and start organising as many things as possible ourselves, including those things that the state still organises for us, is long overdue.

Born like this
Into this
As the chalk faces smile
As Mrs. Death laughs
As the elevators break
As political landscapes dissolve
As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree
As the oily fish spit out their oily prey
As the sun is masked
We are
Born like this
Into this
Into these carefully mad wars
Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
Into bars where people no longer speak to each other
Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
Born into this
Into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die
Into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty
Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes
Born into this
Walking and living through this
Dying because of this
Muted because of this
Castrated
Debauched
Disinherited
Because of this
Fooled by this
Used by this
Pissed on by this
Made crazy and sick by this
Made violent
Made inhuman
By this
The heart is blackened
The fingers reach for the throat
The gun
The knife
The bomb
The fingers reach toward an unresponsive god
The fingers reach for the bottle
The pill
The powder
We are born into this sorrowful deadliness
We are born into a government 60 years in debt
That soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt
And the banks will burn
Money will be useless
There will be open and unpunished murder in the streets
It will be guns and roving mobs
Land will be useless
Food will become a diminishing return
Nuclear power will be taken over by the many
Explosions will continually shake the earth
Radiated robot men will stalk each other
The rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms
Dante’s Inferno will be made to look like a children’s playground
The sun will not be seen and it will always be night
Trees will die
All vegetation will die
Radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men
The sea will be poisoned
The lakes and rivers will vanish
Rain will be the new gold
The rotting bodies of men and animals will stink in the dark wind
The last few survivors will be overtaken by new and hideous diseases
And the space platforms will be destroyed by attrition
The petering out of supplies
The natural effect of general decay
And there will be the most beautiful silence never heard
Born out of that.
The sun still hidden there
Awaiting the next chapter.
We are
Born like this
Into this
Into these carefully mad wars
Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
Into bars where people no longer speak to each other
Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
Born into this
Into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die
Into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty
Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes
Born into this
Walking and living through this
Dying because of this
Muted because of this
Castrated
Debauched
Disinherited
Because of this
Fooled by this
Used by this
Pissed on by this
Made crazy and sick by this
Made violent
Made inhuman
By this
The heart is blackened
The fingers reach for the throat
The gun
The knife
The bomb
The fingers reach toward an unresponsive god
The fingers reach for the bottle
The pill
The powder
We are born into this sorrowful deadliness
We are born into a government 60 years in debt
That soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt
And the banks will burn
Money will be useless
There will be open and unpunished murder in the streets
It will be guns and roving mobs
Land will be useless
Food will become a diminishing return
Nuclear power will be taken over by the many
Explosions will continually shake the earth
Radiated robot men will stalk each other
The rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms
Dante’s Inferno will be made to look like a children’s playground
The sun will not be seen and it will always be night
Trees will die
All vegetation will die
Radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men
The sea will be poisoned
The lakes and rivers will vanish
Rain will be the new gold
The rotting bodies of men and animals will stink in the dark wind
The last few survivors will be overtaken by new and hideous diseases
And the space platforms will be destroyed by attrition
The petering out of supplies
The natural effect of general decay
And there will be the most beautiful silence never heard
Born out of that.
The sun still hidden there
Awaiting the next chapter.

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