by Scott Creighton
As the forest burns and flames leap from tree to brush, the wildlife stampedes to safety ignoring the clarion call of those they left behind. Cowardice is their only recognizable feature after their mask of courage melts away.
We who were once the few who stood against the tide of imperialist America’s baseless wars of aggression will stand alone again soon enough. The writing is clear. Our support, our colleagues, our brothers in peace have left us on the battle fields so that they may still scratch out their own secure place in the ghetto that awaits us all.
A once proud and fearless voice for revolution, now panders for “votes” and donations so to secure a seat at the corrupt table of congress… for himself. Change the system from the “inside”? Hardly. “Votes” will not save this land, but may yet still save him a place as an anointed servant to the oligarchy.
It is a sad day for revolutionaries everywhere.