Interstellar slavery: coming to a planet near you?
Plundering our planet, the parasitic capitalist Class places itself above/apart from nature and Humanity… And its corporate parrots repeat Galaxy-colonizing crack pipe claptrap of billionaire bosses regarding missions of phallic boy toys sucked up from sweat beads of toilers…
I spoke with Sun Ra and Ra said: “If they arrive Alive, Hannibal Lecter masks are waiting; They’ll quarantine 30-40 yrs—social-distance 100+ miles until their blood-sucking virus— Greed—recedes and their penchant for polluting, Exploiting, trashing planets and peoples is heeled…”
I hipped Ra to visions of Earth’s richest man and Ra busted a rib, doubled over laughing. He chortled, “Backwards capitalism’s light years Behind the beat—and interstellar slavery ain’t happenin’ out here. Why, we’d laugh y’all out the universe if Non- Interference Inter-Planetary Solidarity wasn’t how we fly…”
He said word in the galaxy is that these space colonialist cowboys are primitive, fecal-minded fools with embalmed brains—Tax-avoiding terrestrial hustlers who’ve yet to Evolve from trashing and treating Earth as if it were their mine shaft, junkyard, yacht-jet storage space/interplanetary Plantation…
Ra cried distilled tears over greedy red-orange flames grabbing at the galaxy; thick black smoke quilts masking Sun rays and smothering oxygen; a Texas-size plastic patch covering an ocean’s eye; cardboard mattresses in tents popping up like pastel mushrooms; mile-long food lines; And, of course, cops and soldiers storming Capitalist Hill
He screamed, “Profiteers poisoning blue gold lending Earth life is Lunacy! Out here Earth’s known as ‘the planet of smoking guns and Mushroom clouds’ ringed by bases and police stations where crimson rivers run; the planet where primitives brandish sticks with triggers And massacre each other over rectangular rags; the planet that stinks of crematoriums where Earthlings were barbecued; and human cargo- laden ships sailed for centuries like clockwork over teary oceans…”
Ra whispered, “I hipped Saturn to Earth, minute I got home… They said, ’Multiple planets pulled our coats centuries ago. We’ve been surveilling Earth for thousands of years. Intelligent life’s appalled at capitalist ignorance/Earthlings’ suffering!’ Ra winked, “My dear Brother, Mercury, Mars, Venus, Jupiter, Saturn don’t play that Plymouth Rock shit. Tell those mutha-frackers: Come in peace… Or leave in…pieces…”