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Nature Girl – Carl Hiaasen

Sammy Tigertail patiently stood beside him as the man extended one arm, aiming the camera back at them. Sammy Tigertail was wearing a fleece zip-up from Patagonia, a woolen navy watch cap from L.L. Bean and heavy khakis from Eddie Bauer, none of which would be considered traditional Seminole garb. Wilson asked Sammy Tigertail if he had one of those brightly beaded jackets and maybe a pair of deerskin moccasins. The Indian said no.

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At about the same time, in a trailer not far from the fishing docks, a boy named Fry looked up from his dinner plate and asked, “What is this crap?”

It was not an unreasonable question.

“Salisbury steak,” Honey Santana said. “It tastes better than it looks.”

“Did you get fired again?”

*******

“By the way, Mr. Eisenhower, what is your supervisor’s name?”

“Miguel Truman,” Shreave said dully.

“And his supervisor’s name?”

“Shantilla Lincoln.”

“Because I intend to speak with them,” Mrs. Santana said. “You sound like such a nice, decent fellow—does your mother know what you do for a living, Mr. Eisenhower? Harassing strangers over the phone? Trying to talk folks on a fixed income into buying things they don’t need? Is this what she raised you to be, your mother? A professional pest?”

At that moment, Boyd Shreave should have calmly apologized for inconveniencing the Santanas, and then disconnected. That was the drill at Relentless: Never argue with people, never abuse them, never lose your cool. Do not under any circumstances give them a reason to complain to the feds.

Those on the receiving end of Boyd Shreave’s grating sales calls had at various times called him a deadbeat, a maggot, a polyp, a vulture, a douchebag, a cocksucker, a shitbird, a pussbucket and even a rectal ulcer. Never once had Shreave replied in kind.

And most likely he would have held his composure on this particular evening had Mrs. Santana not touched a sore spot by referring to his mother, who had in fact expressed bilious objections to his move to telemarketing; who herself had pelted him with unflattering names, each preceded by the word lazy.

So, instead of hanging up and moving down the list to the next call, Shreave said to Mrs. Santana what he had longed to say to his mother, which was:

“Go screw yourself, you dried-up old skank.”

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Vive la noche que se hace mañana! – ..desde las montañas del Sureste Mexicano

Al pueblo de México:

A los pueblos y gobiernos del mundo:

Hermanos:

No morirá la flor de la palabra. Podrá morir el rostro oculto de quien la nombra hoy, pero la palabra que vino desde el fondo de la historia y de la tierra ya no podrá ser arrancada por la soberbia del poder.

Nosotros nacimos de la noche. En ella vivimos. Moriremos en ella. Pero la luz será mañana para los más, para todos aquellos que hoy lloran la noche, para quienes se niega el día, para quienes es regalo la muerte, para quienes está prohibida la vida. Para todos la luz. Para todos todo. Para nosotros el dolor y la angustia, para nosotros la alegre rebeldía, para nosotros el futuro negado, para nosotros la dignidad insurrecta. Para nosotros nada.

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Agents Of Nobody (No Treason) – Lysander Spooner

A man is none the less a slave because he is allowed to choose a new master once in a term of years. Neither are a people any the less slaves because permitted periodically to choose new masters. What makes them slaves is the fact that they now are, and are always hereafter to be, in the hands of men whose power over them is, and always is to be, absolute and irresponsible.

The right of absolute and irresponsible dominion is the right of property, and the right of property is the right of absolute, irresponsible dominion. The two are identical; the one necessarily implying the other. Neither can exist without the other. If, therefore, Congress have that absolute and irresponsible law-making power, which the Constitution–according to their interpretation of it–gives them, it can only be because they own us as property. If they own us as property, they are our masters, and their will is our law. If they do not own us as property, they are not our masters, and their will, as such, is of no authority over us.

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..and this is my proof that there is no heaven

ΚανέλλαΚανέλλα left me to-day. She left the world to-day. I don’t believe in heaven but if there is a dog heaven I wish she were there. But then I know that if she went to that place and didn’t find me there, she wouldn’t think of it as heaven..

Harry Chapin (and family)- Cats in the Cradle

The Unreality Industry (The Deliberate Manufacturing of Falsehood and What It Is Doing to Our Lives) – Mitroff / Bennis

If the lines between nearly every conceivable aspect of our physical and mental environments either have become or are in the process of becoming radically blurred, then some of the major rationalizations or defences by which the TV and other media industries have defended themselves are invalid at best. At worst, they represent outright demaguogery. Again and again one encounters six major arguments that those who work in virtually all media use to defend what they do:

1. The people themselves are largely to blame for and deserve what they get because they are inordinately and inherently stupid (the Grand Stupidity thesis).

2. We only give the people what they want.coverart

3. If people don’t like what they see or what they listen to, they can either turn off their sets or switch channels.

4. What’s wrong with entertainement?

5. If we don’t give the people what they want, somebody else will.

6. People can  diferentiate between what’s “hard or real news” and what’s entertainement.

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