The Speasters Past and The American Caste

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The Speasters?

How could we figure out just what this new street moniker means?

Bestowed by our darker-skinned friend David McKinney

Growing up together on 20th Street in New York City’s Astoria Queens

Bequeathed to us due to the fact we could really move our keesters!

Our dreams of one day being baseball players for the New York Yankees!

Enhanced intuitively the few times we had spent at the costly Yankee Stadium bleachers

As Identical Twins we had always created something of a unique social stir

Enduring youth competition we had ever aspired to being

A now-you-see-me now-you-don’t speedy blur!

All manner of children fervently played in our daily ritual of Astorian street fair:

Tag

Ring-a-lario

Kick The Can

Catch-One-Catch All

Acorn Fights

Two-Hand Touch Football

Kill The Carrier

Stickball

Handball

Strike-Box

Box Ball

Wiffle-Ball

Basketball

Roller Hockey

Skelly

Marbles

Baseball Trading Cards

Halloween Egg-Throwing!

Were games contested if you dared!

Losers were met with The Look!

That can only be explained as austere

Bragging rights were the ultimate community prize

The creme de la creme!

For our individual courtyard lairs!

Before the night’s sleep

We would keep

To our next days

Victorious prayers

Everyone and I do mean everyone!

Availed to never end up in Booties Up!

The humiliating predicament for kids who did not win The Victory Cup!

Having a rubber spaldeen ball thrown at your inert backside is more scary than it is rough!

The childish connotation human being in this World you gotta be tough!

As separate racial and national packs

We all mingled with each other in the urban jungle

Whooping it up as the winners of competition!

Learning life lessons at opportunities bungled

Through it all not realizing

Growing up together can go quite fast

And the utter importance and dissonance

To treat well!

Respect Others!

For we are all travelers on this planetary Soul Craft

Mere child components

Transformed to adult

Racialized and Nationalized opponents

Of the American experiment caste

Respect Unto Others!

Especially our American Indian

Black and Brown

Sisters and Brothers

Never Forget The Past!

Let us build a bridge

For all to comfortably live!

Out with the trash!

History reveals the mysteries

 Endemic even in a pandemic

Of United States Society

And the American Social Class Caste

Colin Kapernick’s Protest For Peace and The Memories of Chiefs Crazy Horse and Cochise

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The Colin Kapernick peaceful protests

Were never about disrespecting the American flag

National anthem

Or for that matter the upstanding courageous ranks of cops

Who daily protect our daughters

Sons

Mommas and Pops

The civic demonstrations were to shine a light on the legalized vigilantes amongst the police!

The symbolism of taking together a knee

To communicate a wanton despicable wide awake mayhem against dark-skinned American citizens spree!

The flagrant state sanctioned violent actions against black and brown citizens
Compare solely to the United States and its elites of society

Disregarding of treaties and genocide

Of the Native American Indians

Led by men as Chiefs Crazy Horse and Cochise

Now as never before

Witnessed

Broadcast

And revealed with utter disbelief

Domestically and overseas

Via consumers and citizens

Equipped with cell phones

And social media with video ops

The virtual technological truth cavalry

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Token Slogans The Boss and The Land of the Lost

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A high ranking manager at my place of employment remarked on the seminal protests and riots after the George Floyd murder:

The Liberals have gotten what they have asked for!

The comment gave me pause?

While other co-workers nodded and affirmed

I informed the boss

The political and social slur was not ripe for applause

Never mind that his use of the word “Liberal”

Is defined solely within him!

Whatever his actual definition thereof

To the outside world slack and lost!

As any thinking adult can surmise without overdo surprise

In general people hold all kinds of persuasions peccadilloes and thoughts

The token slogan as it were

Based on a Superiority cause

Is exactly what has gotten us to this place from the first case

Utilizing these kinds of lazy broad expressions

Social and political mumbo jumbo

The pigeonhole of thought for the unsophisticated and cohorts

Ignoramus bores!

It seems to me unpleasantly

Only leads the pious plebes

To the Land of the Lost

No Moor Drug War

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The Drug War

Must be No Moored

The state sponsored law enforcement effort

Only institutionalizes violence

From shore to shore

Better to de-criminalize

And open up many Minority Owned

Government sponsored

Marijuana stores

Justly saying “No” ala Nancy Reagan

Is an public illusionist’s propaganda lure

Never having a chance for community cure

Medical facilities

Drug effects education

And the taking away of the gi-normous illegal profit machine

Will materially help the working class and poor

Economic

Social

And political policies

As these need to be gained

After the tempest

The African American and Progressive Citizen storm!

Against Police vigilante murder

Racial injustice and dis-order

No More!

The streets as narcotics peddling prison corridors!

Power to the people!

Beneficial methodologies not merely assured

Yet procured and secured

Readied and steadied at the front door!

As well as Medicare For All!

New York City Contact Tracer Speed Racer

As Scooby Doo caninely cooed

Where are you?

 

Let us cut to the chase

I now can Contact Trace

 

Covid-19 I want to put an end line to your destructive race

 

Viral apparition

I intend to outflank your position

 

I shalt mitigate, stifle, make your viral antennae stand put

 

Searching through the New York City pristine prized Park Avenue halls

Inspecting dilapidated housing projects winding labyrinth floors and walls

Dissecting the grimy subways, alleyways, and chimneys filled with soot

 

Coordinated Cooties Patrol Police

 

Biological thief!

Looking for lives to fleece!

 

As a street youth

Tag is how we rolled!

 

I will run you down to kaput!

 

As Sherlock Holmes once intoned

Villain!

“The game is afoot!”

 

Ringalario!

You are playing garish games on my streets?

 

In due time you will see!

Killer! Diller! 1,2,3!

 

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President Trump Sanguine Pandemic Plea for Hydroxychloroquine!

Take hydroxychloroquine!

Why not?

You know what I mean?

Everybody says they are doing it!

Bigly!

And then you can inject yourself

with Clorox bleach chlorine!

We will all be drinking and injecting at my Trump rallies!

It will be quite the scene!

Fake News! back there

Will help us turn it into a political partisan meme

A Big Red Winning Cap! (Made in China)

The white letters luxuriously leached into the seams!

Make America Great Again!

Our New Re-Election Patriotic Campaign Path

With hydroxychloroquine pandemic plea!

Heal thyself

On the path to The American Dream!

 

The Post Office is a Business! Assorted Free Market Frankenstein Nonsense

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The push to privatize the Postal Service is on!

A Public Good should never be Free Market Frankenstein understood

Can anyone tally the societal cost of the postal worker’s monumental feat?

That is not added on to the USPS balance sheet

Of the trillions of dollars gained by their delivery of all sorts of mail to EVERY business and neighborhood!

At a Public Good Price that is not too costly!