There are warning signs on the road ahead. Warning signs for Wall Street, warning signs for the warmongers and polluters and shock doctrine capitalists, warning signs for the billionaires and the bigots and the bankers, warning signs for the corrupt corporations and killer cops and clueless conservatives who call themselves Christians.
WARNING . . .
THE REVOLUTION STARTS NOW.
CNN . . .
The summer of Sanders is heating up. In just the past week, 28,000 people showed up to see Bernie Sanders in Portland, Oregon, including about 9,000 people who were content to watch the Vermont senator on giant screens in the overflow area. Another 28,000 people joined him in Los Angeles. All told, Sanders has brought his brand of populism to 100,000 people at rallies and other events since July.
The revolution starts now,
When you rise above your fear,
And tear the walls around you down,
The revolution starts here.
Because five lunatics on the Supreme Court is five too many, because we need a War on Wall Street not a War on Women, because police keep killing Blacks and keep high-fiving each other for it, because Chelsea Manning is in prison and Dick Cheney isn't, because our infrastructure is decaying and the middle class is disappearing and democracy is dying and the polar icecaps are melting.
Ben Wolfgang . . .
There are several reasons behind Mr. Sanders‘ exploding popularity. The main factor is that he’s spent his 25 years in Congress building a reputation as a fierce left-wing warrior and, at this point, has more credibility among liberals than any other candidate in the race. There’s a sense that his supporters have — here’s this guy, he’s very smart, he really can be quite eloquent when talking about these issues, and he’s been fighting these battles for a long time. People see it as a fiery authenticity.
Last night I had a dream,
That the world had turned around,
And all our hopes had come to be,
And the people gathered 'round . . .
We the People have news for GoldmanSachs, we have news for CitiGroup, we have news for Morgan Stanley and JPMorgan Chase and Bank of America . . .
Occupy Wall Street was just a preview of coming attractions.
I saw it written 'cross the sky,
The revolution starts now . . .
We don't need Trump, we don't need Jeb!, we don't need Walker or Christie or Huckabee, we don't need Carson or Cruz or Pataki, we don't need Perry or Jindahl or Rubio, we don't need their racism or their NRA or their rich man's wars.
Because we've been there . . .
We've done that.
They aren't going to get their rich man's war against ISIS, they aren't going to get their rich man's war against Iran, they aren't going to get their rich man's war against Russia or China or any other designated evildoers, no matter how much propaganda the warmongers catapult, no matter how many tantrums FOX News inflicts on us, no matter how many lies we're told by our "elected representatives" in that government of the Corrupt, by the Corrupt, and for the Corrupt.
The Revolution Starts Now.
Where you work and where you play,
Where you lay your money down,
What you do and what you say,
The revolution starts now . . .
They all brought what they could bring,
And nobody went without,
And I learned a song to sing,
The revolution starts now.
Bernie Sanders . . .
Our democracy is under fierce attack. Billionaire families are now able to spend hundreds of millions of dollars to buy the candidates of their choice. These people own most of the economy. Now they want to own our government as well. The Koch brothers, the second wealthiest family in America, plan to spend some $900 million in the coming 2016 election, more money than either of our major parties spent in the last election. That is not democracy. That is oligarchy.
We used to see living wages, we used to see middle class prosperity, we used to see strong unions and economic progress and respect for the rights of women.
What do we see now?
A woman in the night,
With a baby in her hand,
Under an old street light,
Near a garbage can.
Enough is ENOUGH.
We. Are. Better. Than. This.
Affirm it.
Proclaim it.
Write it across the sky . . .