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Apr 5, 2008

Geez, US


NEW YORK CITY - 09 Oct 2003

Newly Redesigned 20 Dollar Bill unveiled in Washington
(Photo by Chris Hondros/Getty Images )
Bill, Investigation, Security, Finance, USA, Washington DC, New York City, Politics, Currency, Director, Portrait, Federal Reserve Building, Leaking, Official, U.S. Treasury, Money, Bureau of Engraving and Printing Tom Ferguson, Marsha Reidhill


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The reason our cash has value is that we use it to buy things.

You ever see the back of a twenty dollar bill... on weed?

The US should declare bankruptcy.

By Federal decree the FDIC should no longer honor insured money.

Banks should remain operational only in a bare-bones capacity... only continuing to employ those capable people willing to continue minimal operations.

Money should become free in the U.S. ~ US currency only. (ATM machines should continue to maintain their withdrawal maximums and whatnot... for now)

It would be the most spectacular and beneficial failure of any economic model in the history of our Universe.



Besides... our cash is only legitimate as long as everyone here continues to accept the old 20$ bill as legal tender. Or at least until the machines stop accepting them.



Anyways... at 2.79/share right now in pre-merger U.S. Government inspired limbo, Sirius stock is almost as queer as a 3 dollar bill... this Monday in a bare Stern's market...



so maybe the neoliberals just wanna keep on rolling their dice.



Flavor Flav sez : Play on Playaz... hate the Game not the Player.

Beautiful Babylon Babies Unite !!!

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,
Love Trumps hate.

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Poetic HyperLinks Defeating the Impossibilities of Peace

Also sprach Zarathustra to the brothasistahs lost out in the woods…
Rolling stones and hurricanes prime us for the rapid eye movement of whose dream?
A stairway to the dark side of the moon reveals an orchestrated King
singing the blues while sexual pistols whip Jesus’ son.
Who’s influence weens us?
Me and my friends gratefully raged against the machine for three days
in the shadow of the valley of the dead
so big brother and company held us down while the wind cried
nothing to be gained here (except copied rights),
Then a questing tribe of beastly boys found a digable plant
where a buffalo soldier picked up a Gideon’s bible from the Godfather
in joe’s garage (or was it in one of 200 motels?)
Anyway, on a Holiday, the pinball wizard boy (Billie)
followed his heart and stopped pretending he was the king of the little plastic castles
while education, missed in the house of the naked apes, evolved and mutated
into and with ~ Nature Art Love Truth ~ and we do too…
And somewhere over the rainbow dancing fools send clowns and purple rain
into imagine nations where everything is now sacred
and there are no more public enemies or rusted Roots or minor threats
or bad brains or busted rhymes or widespread panic
and everyone can read the hieroglyphics on the wall
and we are all refugees of courtney’s love attaining nirvana….
But then again, you’re so vain, you probly think this poem’s about you-
we are everywhere and we cannot be beaten
it’s all over now baby blue, all we need is Love
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