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Category Archives: Howard Zinn
Nonviolent Resistance
They taught us that the only way to nonviolently resist is to compliantly persist , to exist in silence and burn candles while they burn villages, to wave banners while they waive human rights. DO NOT BOYCOTT DO NOT DIVEST … Continue reading
Posted in Civil Disobedience, Howard Zinn, MLK, Nonviolence, Nonviolent resistance, poem, Poetry, solidarity, taxes, Uncategorized, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance
Tagged Civil Disobedience, Jesus, mlj, Nonviolence, Nonviolent resistance, poem, Poetry, taxes, war, war tax resistance
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It’s a Privilege
Our grandfather was a roofer and he spent his whole life busting his ass to provide for his working class children and then his working class grandchildren and then, when he was 68 years old he was repairing a chimney … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, alcohol, america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, civil rights, death, family, government, grandfather, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, MLK, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, poverty, racism, Uncategorized
Tagged addiction, alcohol, America, Bob Marley, death, drugs, hatred, life, poem, Poetry, poverty, racism, tax resistance, war, white privilege, working class
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The Poppies Are Everywhere
Marx called religion the opium of the masses but we pray to Gods of war and the poppies are everywhere and we pretend to remember (and care) and we feel so much better now and we won’t dare question the … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, Afghanistan, america, apathy, Armistice Day, death, god, government, history, Howard Zinn, humanity, Iraq, opium, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, poppies, reflection, religion, remembrance day, Uncategorized, veterans, Veterans Day, veterans for peace, Vietnam, war, world war one, world war two, writing, WW1, yellow ribbons
Tagged 100 years, addiction, Afghanistan, America, apathy, Armistice Day, death, dope, drones, drugs, Flanders field, god, heroin, iraq, jingoism, militarism, military, nationalism, opium, Oxycontin, pain, Pakistan, poem, poetry, poppies, Propaganda, religion, remembrance day, Somalia, Syria, taxes, terrorism, trauma, Uganda, veterans, veterans day, Veterans for Peace, Vietnam, war, war tax resistance, World War One, World War Two, writing, Yemen
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Rockwellian Saturday Evenings
I wrote this on Memorial Day 2008, two months after I got home from Iraq. I grew up in a small farm town, and that weekend, while back in that small farm town, I attended a big Memorial Day BBQ. … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, Howard Zinn, Iraq, Memorial Day, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, war
Tagged America, iraq, Memorial Day, poem, poetry, war
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March For Women
The President isn’t the disease he is but a symptom. The disease is not new, it is not worse now than it was a couple of years ago or a couple of decades ago or a couple of centuries ago. … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, bigotry, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, collateral damage, death, democracy, drones, empathy, fear, government, hatred, history, Howard Zinn, human rights, Iran, Iraq, IRS, Israel, Kaepernick, money, murder, palestine, Palestinians, poem, Poetry, police, police brutality, poverty, racism, refugees, sexism, slavery, Syria, taxes, Trump, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, white privilege, women's march, womens rights, writing, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, capitalism, Genocide, greed, howard zinn, human rights, iraq, palestine, poem, poetry, poverty, slavery, sports, taxes, Trump, war, war tax resistance, women, women's march, womens rights
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We’re The Elves
Blaming the president and not ourselves is like blaming santa and not his elves We’re all to blame They keep controlling us with fear so we pay our taxes year after year We’re all to blame … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, civil rights, collateral damage, Dakota Access Pipeline, death, democracy, drones, empire, ethnic cleansing, fear, freedom, Gaza, greed, guilt, history, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, Iran, Iraq, justice, Kaepernick, Liberty, life, media, MLK, Native Americans, oil, poem, Poetry, racism, refugees, Saudi Arabia, singing, slavery, song, Standing Rock, Syria, taxes, Ter Gas, terrorism, Trump, Uncategorized, veterans, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, West Bank, writing, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, Bush, greed, humanity, iraq, music, news, Obama, poem, poetry, Song, taxes, terrorism, Trump, violence, war, war tax resistance
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Bellies Full of Plastic
There is no hope of a better future, stop listening to the optimistic TV newscasters. We are not going to save the world we are nothing more than a cancer making planet earth sick. There is no God, so I … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, capitalism, climate change, collateral damage, death, earth, fear, fire, Gaza, god, greed, hate, hell, Hiroshima, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, Iraq, life, love, Nagasaki, oceans, oil, peace, people, poem, Poetry, religion, taxes, terrorism, time, trash, Uncategorized, universe, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, water, writing, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, Bush, capitalism, death, environment, garbage, Gaza, greed, Hiroshima, iraq, life, money, Nagasaki, Obama, oceans, oil, Peace, plastic, poem, poetry, poison, pollution, rivers, Saudi Arabia, trash, Trump, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, WW2, Yemen
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58 People
58 people have died today 58 people have gone away 58 people and now you pray for Las Vegas. 58 people have died today in Las Vegas but it’s everyday in Iraq and it’s everyday in Afghanistan don’t you … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, collateral damage, Edward Bernays, empathy, empire, god, history, Howard Zinn, humanity, Iraq, Las Vegas, Libya, peace, poem, Poetry, Syria, taxes, terrorism, Uncategorized, Vietnam, violence, war, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, America, death, iraq, Las Vegas, Libya, poem, poetry, shooting, Somalia, Syria, terrorism, violence, war, writing, Yemen
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Decade & a Half Much Like The Rest
The military industry has won year after year after year after years it’s just reruns war is certainly here to stay and we just blew up a Syrian army base without a trace of remorse and of course no one … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, Afghanistan, america, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, civil rights, collateral damage, death, democracy, dreams, driving, drunk, earth, Edward Bernays, empathy, empire, environment, farm, farming, fear, fire, Football, free speech, freedom, god, government, grandfather, hatred, history, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, hunger, ignorance, Iraq, Jesus, justice, Kaepernick, Liberty, life, memories, peace, poem, Poetry, police, police brutality, propaganda, racism, slavery, solidarity, taxes, Uncategorized, veterans, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, America, american dream, collateral damage, death, democracy, dreams, empire, humanity, iraq, poem, poetry, slavery, truth, veterans, war, writing
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