Tuesdays's Note: Arizona's Iced Tea Party

the smell of cleaning solvent
Will
invade
the psyche
...if you let it


Disaster on demand when the weapon is more polished than spirit.

Look left
Look right?
then look dead center
Destiny
in the crosshairs
Hit your target dead center


If you stare at it long enough... a life can be as beautiful or as ugly as you need it to be.


My Jesus
only loves ME
You’re just a dead sinner
I’m gonna win my country back
By the blood of a dead senator...


The sad part is, the one that probably taught this 21 yr. old terrorist-to-be, will eat dinner with his or her family tonight. And show up to work tomorrow, like nothing ever happened.

Leaders survive
isolated
assassination
attempts
Because warriors survive attempts
On their lives
So frequently
You can’t even call it assassination


I have opinions about people that put people in fatal positions that they don’t have the conviction to pose in.

gun metal
poetry
stick figure
logic
sugar
rush to judgement
The audacity of the mosh pit


In the late 1960s, early 1970s. A group of young, leftist concerned white students formed an anti-government/anti-Vietnam(*war) group called The Weathermen (later Weather Underground).

You’ve been cordially
invited to the Arizona Tea Party
I grant you the right
to carry
burdens
guns
But rationale....
Y’ wont need that, hardly


The Weathermen bombed businesses, attacked law enforcement, and robbed banks.
They claimed their actions were in lock-step with the Black Liberation movement. I believe the word Chairman Fred Hampton used was ‘folly.’


A cheering section for anarchy? I will hold my fucking applause. This movement is not a right or left thing. It’s a love or hate thing.

Dear Friends,


If you close your eyes and press play
Arizona Tea Party rants
can sound like
Weather underground rallies
Blind bloodshed has no politics,
capable hands
and weak hearts
build shrines to frustration...
and there’s no place like home
....they say its where the hate is
What have we let into our homes?
The highest seat of the kingdom
is the mind
What have we let onto our thrones?
Media pundits
play ping pong
with golden stools
Then Dos e dos around responsibility
Erasable ink, No accountability
Fairness is not welcome here
Neither are Mexicans
Very superstitious writings on the wall
No Wonder