EVERYTHING WE ARE TAUGHT IS FALSE #13
by BRYAN WILLIAM MYERS
Um, Slayer. RRAAAAAAOOOOWWWWWW!!!!! I’m drinking beer, watching CNN. Listenin’ to Slayer. Wearin’ a Pop-PopEye the Sailor shirt. That says, ‘HUSTLE’. The infinite expansion of dumbness is upon us. I watched the U.S. President landing today in India, near the Taj Mahal. There were reports of other terribleness from Singapore, South Korea, Japan—and China, from the recent Coronavirus that supposedly spread to human beings from bats and reptiles. I hear the rain in the song now. RAINING BLOOOOODDDD!!!! Prime Minister Modi and President Trump met in India and talked a whole lotta bullshit about “democracy”—two leaders of countries which persecute Muslims, bomb, blockade, censor, ridicule, torture, spy on anybody who disagrees with their politics…
That’s why I’m writing this in super secret orange ink that will disappear once I’m finishing my next three bees. I mean, “beers”. Now it’s Rage Against the Machine. The speech Trump made today was the dumbest shit I’ve ever seen any U.S. President do since George W. Bush invaded Iraq. Since Afghanistan. Since Vietnam. Since Panama. Since Libya. Since the Honduras was a playground for dumbness, people with Ivy League degrees deciding on dysfunction which is appropriate in order to restore democracy, freedom. Constitutional rights! FOR EVERYBODY. Unless you have brown skin. Unless you disagree with us. Unless you didn’t join the military to pay for college. Unless you were born in China. Um. Slayer.
RENEGADE Rene Descarte had a mustache they say he called out to the moon from a dog’s asshole Francis Scott Key probably had a boner when he saw the American flag raised above dead black people Hamlet was a fuckin’ wuss I think psychopaths have better monologues when tearing through high schools with semi-automatic weapons, the history of the United States is on display President Andrew Jackson was a racist but that was fine because the speculators backed him, the shareholders wanted to be repaid— the American government has been broke as fuck since 1792. (jackasses.)
THE GOVERNMENT LIES this isn’t exactly saying anything new, but please allow me to get another beer, and I’ll tell you more I see my dead friends on the TV screen so what other choice do I have to be “radically poetic” when I’m really not just a regular dude I wanna sleep too, and after listen’ to Chomsky when I was a little younger, I got angry and it happened again and again when those lies deceived my lover wilted like a pale flower searchin’ for her next fix so many dead like zombies sniffin’ out the blood of fascists the government is owned by rulers, like ancient Athens Byzantine tetrahedron camaraderie Roman imperialists with the boot of a deranged sadist kicking down doors
none of us gets out alive and I’m shouting in my sleep and I’m throwing beer bottles out the window only to feel better for I wish to hurt no one else but me and the prog-rock bands talk about self-destruction but the people reject the lies of the government by not really giving a fuck, planting their seeds in rancid soil cancer soil a baby dies, a mother weeps— everywhere people just wanta work, to earn a living and the government lies the media lies the sun flexes like an arrogant prick the universe doesn’t care if you’re happy or not I hope you realize that I am just like you.
written from Da Nang, Vietnam bryanwilliammyers.com