Sodium Anger Supressants

Harvesting an empire go the horses plowing salt beneath the sovereign fields of lore that once produced the finest malt from which ironically the crown exacted tribute to acquire all the horses now employed in pulling horses from the mire

The empire can’t let you become angry, for if you do, you will likely be compelled to act. An active citizenry is detrimental to the pyramidal power structure of the empire. This is why Emperor Obama has recently changed his tone back to one of hope again, hope that by downplaying the new depression we’re all witnessing, things will somehow just get better. Highlighting the bitterness of the new struggle is too real for many Americans. They like the old Obama better, the one at the forefront of some mythical renaissance about to envelop their great land. They like hearing songs about better times beyond George Bush, not speeches about how much money will be required to bail out the large handful of corrupt and teetering Wall Street financial institutions whose vaults were recently revealed to contain nothing more than a few crumpled, yellowed news pages from the Wall Street Journal.
The world’s most powerful banks are falling faster than the speed with which they swindled that cool ten trillion dollars from the lifetime savings of the working and middle classes. This is why we aren’t supposed to be angry, just utterly confused. If we don’t understand the technically incoherent Wall Street lingo, we certainly can’t come to explain how our retirement savings can disappear overnight, or how corporate bankruptcy protections enacted to save a company’s upper echelons can also terminate the majority of the workforce, immediately. If an ordinary citizen could properly do the math and explain in numbers how top corporate executives are able to garner hefty bonuses before stepping into the cockpits of other industries to garnish workers wages, they’d most certainly see before them the highway robbing bankers sanctimoniously wrapping themselves in ambiguous pages of obscure law.
If one hasn’t the vocabulary with which to define oppression, one cannot know that they are a slave. If this is the current state of the union, it is because Americans have been kept fat and satiated at home watching their television sets on pharmaceutical drugs, or otherwise tied up at work sitting through extended, unpaid overtime hours pushing pages through a computer. These corporate bailout shenanigans should have so boldly spurned the people of the United States that it’s a wonder we aren’t seeing pitchforks at the doors of Capitol Hill, especially in the hands of those Americans about to foreclose on homes purchased through predatory lending tactics. Instead, we see Barrack Obama coming to the rescue on TV with his futile government order to stop AIG executives from receiving bonuses they are legally allowed to receive. Everything is okay. You can go back to comfortably watching John Stewart laugh his way through this global financial crisis tonight because, realistically, any anger needed to topple this brutal empire should have been expressed throughout the last eight years of rule. We’re now in the house that complacency built, where the walls are transparent but nobody is looking.