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Propagandhi

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My father told me "son, it's futile to resist. you can topple the ideology but
Not the armies they enlist." i questioned the intentions of the boy scouts
Shouting "war!!"
"well that's the sound of freedom, son." he said (free to say no more)...
But wait a minute, "dad", did you actually say freedom? well, if you're dumb
Enough to vote, you're fucking dumb enough to believe him. because is this
Country is so goddamn free, then i can burn your fuking flag wher ever i damn
Well please.
I carried their anthem, convinced it was mine. rhymeless, unreasoned conject-
Urw kept me in line. but then i stood back and wondered what the fuck they had
Done to me. made accomplice to all that i'd promised i would never be.
You carry their anthem, convinced that it's yours. initiation to honour.
Invitation to war.
Bette midler now assumes sainthood. romaticize murder for morale. tie a yellow
Ribbon 'round the old oak tree and, "gee, wally, that's swell!"
Fuck the troops

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