Category Archives: Fake News

Junk

Its not junk because its old, how old are you?

Its junk because its junk, that’s true.

All junk was new.

Tich Ennis

23rd March, 2018

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Brian Overland

In a nutshell…

  • Everywhere people are in chains, especially workers. This part often seems to be true.
  • The captialist system requires ever greater expansion, and therefore exploitation, simply to sustain itself. It’s a process that Marx says can’t continue forever. This has appeared to be true at times, but doesn’t have to be.
  • The root cause of all this evil is private property itself, according to Marx. This is the part of Marxism, I think, that is most at odds with human nature.
  • The solution is, at first, a super-strong centralized socialist government that would take away most private property rights, especially the right to own factories, the “means of production.”
  • That strong government would then fade away, leaving a kind of utopia in which goods and services went “from each accoring to his ability” flowing toward “each according to need.”
  • And all of this is supposed to be inevitable, to happen through historical necessity.

The decision of history seems to be that the part of Marxism dealing with the problems of capitalism has some validity; however, the prescribed solution has spectacularly failed. Strong dictatorial regimes have never faded away to be replaced by some perfect kind of utopia.

 

 

 

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Fake News

Pope to canonise Paisley to make the unionists happy.

Bob Dylan said Abba are sappy.

Jerry Lee Lewis said I’m better than Elvis and I’m not dead.

Donald Trump says that’s not what I said.

Teresa May, the Virgin on the Rocks, says what she really thinks.

Arlene Foster stinks.

Tich Ennis

5th December, 2017

Midnight Hour

At the end of the day it’s the midnight hour, that’s self evidently true.

I’d believe it if I were you.

Twelve midnight, not half past two.

Truism is a word you may not have heard.

It means self evidently true, not false, absurd.

One and one makes two.

That’s an example, a free sample.

We’re born, we live, we die, all that stuff.

If you don’t like it, tough.

There’s no getting away from it, the truth is true.

Believe it or not its up to you.

To believe in the true.

I would if I were you.

I do.

Tich Ennis

30th November, 2017

 

Cyber Warfare

Does cyber warfare work both ways, do we do it too?

I ask you.

Can you believe a word you hear, is Putin whispering in your ear or maybe Donald Trump?

Thanks for the tea, one lump.

Who are the good guys, who the bad, the question drives me mad.

There are no good guys said a soldier in some one or other war.

We pretend we are, that’s what lies are for.

So now you troll, so now you hate, hoping to destabilise each other’s state.

More fool you if you believe the people who deceive.

Take it with a grain of salt, what was Disney’s first name, Walt.

Its never anybody’s fault.

Not mine or ours, or so they say.

They want it all to be their way.

Well, okay, happy ending.

Bridges need mending.

Tich Ennis

26th November, 2017

Target

To dissolve untruths and expose them as a lie.

Is that what I must do before I die?

If so, why?

Why must we live in a lie?

People are fed up with politics and politicians, so am I.

It seems all gameplaying saying I’m all right and you’re all wrong.

A worn out song.

Certainly not true, hear Big Ben bong.

As someone said, how long, oh Lord, how long?

How long is life, must we put up with this?

Not if I have my way before death’s last kiss.

I seek eternal bliss.

What is the missing factor in all this?

Abandoned truth, ignored, unloved, oh lovely miss.

Thou art my target may I never miss.

May my aim be true.

I love you.

So do other people too.

You are not alone.

Not while flesh clings to my bone.

I hear your moan, your cry.

You are as I.

I can but try.

Arrow, play your part.

Aim for the heart.

Target, thou art mine.

Finest wine.

Now and for all time.

I speak in rhyme.

As you see here.

I drink beer.

A glass might leave a ring on this page.

Must I leave behind tears and rage?

Not if I have my way.

I will have my say.

That’ll be the day.

Tich Ennis

24th November, 2017

Expecting Nothing

I expect nothing from you and you expect nothing from me.

You may tweet till you’re blue in the face, as blue as the sea.

If I follow you will you follow me, get lost, drop dead attention seeker, the world shall be inherited by the meeker.

Fake news, fake friends, would you lend or give me money?

Of course not you don’t mean a thing fake person, does a bee make honey?

So I follow no one, why should I?

Do the good guys have to die?

I must say not absolutely all are fake.

That would be a big mistake.

Tich Ennis

18th November, 2017