well, judging from this photograph, i expect it must be just about time for the incorporated

profits funding democracy's™ "representative" senate to send another unanimous love letter

to "our very special friends" at new normal apartheid's occupation central.

ain't it wondrous to have the freedom to root for whichever bystanders,

(like say, obviously, the Ukrainian and Israeli ones)
nation hooded domination addiction's election immune "interests"
actually count as people?

* [explanatory note: in case you're wondering, the photograph shows yet another injured Palestinian child being carried to a hospital following an Israeli air strike on Gaza City.   the Israeli government (seriously, i'm not kidding you) actually refers to this as "mowing the lawn."

- Alfonso the Mouse (who ever so loves giving credit where it's due. 🐁)] *

so the Facebook thought police accidentally let this meme get posted, and i for one,

would like to thank them.  for it explains so perfectly how the mainstream fixed agenda called "the news" works, in all of its "conservative" and "liberal" receptor flavoured varieties.  and, of course, it also illumines the entirely consistent foreign policy of whichever party you're allowed to vote for.

almost all of it projection, in 24-7 desensedaround sound, on unison screens tarped over the starred and striped Hollywood tailored "exceptional" (left out causation) never ending series of gaping memory holes.  it's how it happens that the domination afflicted AngloEmpire's capital scalpelled Jack the Ripper will complain about those perversely independent surly victims who will insist on scratching his face, and the news, and Congress, of course, all pitch right in, demanding something be done about the threat of long fingernails.

it was only fifty years ago that MLK first pointed this out, when he grasped that the United States was the greatest purveyor of terror that the earth had ever known.  that was, in fact, the reason they killed him (on the one year anniversary, no less, of his official outing of the "Defense" Racket's Vietnamese jacket.)  but the wall to wall propaganda is so efficiently done, and the science of aligning primate brains, so very refined, that most people, alas, have yet to catch on.

as Harold Pinter said when he received his Nobel prize, "The crimes of the United States have been systematic, constant, vicious, remorseless, but very few people have actually talked about them.  You have to hand it to America.  It has exercised a quite clinical manipulation of power worldwide while masquerading as a force for universal good.  It’s a brilliant, even witty, highly successful act of hypnosis.”

and so the protractedly distracted faith based followers of the "Democrats" and "Republicans" go on giving their consent to the red vs. blue (but mostly white,) militant (Risk™ playing) monster bent on world domination (which naturally it projects, onto the Russians and the Chinese, and the Cubans and the Libyans, and the Venezuelans and etc. etc., but you get the picture.)  for here it is, in lifeless virtual colour, spilling right out of that shiny "democracy & freedom"/pridefully hollowed monied independence warped into mined conformity in the bomb bursted air, made in America nutshell.

psychopathic projection, since the get go.

so it strikes Alfonsothe Mouse that, if this drawing had any intention of approaching an honest reality, the Donkey and the Elephant and a pair of television cameras would square off on two sides of a table, in a rickety coming a cropper rambling house entirely closed off by blindered windows, and out in front, beyond a giant electric fence, we'd find Russia's eloquent bear holding a fancy new ray gun, and China's nonjudgmental Panda adding figures on an abacus and scattering gold coins, next to a bewildered myriad array of tiny curious critters from all the Super Powerless nations in the bandaged Global South, all huddled up in the brittle hope that if that astonishing Panda manages to finish connecting Eurasia with his wonderful new everybody wins silken road under the patiently sophisticated Bear's oh! so determined protection it might just be possible to live in a Multi-Polar world that no one gets to define as their own "backyard" or "global battlefield" as they relentlessly murder millions of living things in just the last couple decades with uncountable bombs, unaccountable drones, and, topping off a right sidling of history/staggering crime spree/blatant deal with the Devil with the spanking new invention of utterly vicious sanctions on anyone who might possibly interfere with the almighty right to profit from might that the "bad guy" thrusts on three dozen still uncoerced nations full of struggling human beings and the "good guy" quietly leaves in place, all the while blathering on about how free and independent and blessed by rampant intervention's Godly intentions they are, because, standing out in the midst of the cracked and rutted heat-struck street, where millions of hungry children are milling, it's awfully hard to see the actual meaningful difference between that self-involved pair of blithely unrepentant bickering mobsters. 

*> another Christmas message, tolled in an open letter, <* from Alfonso the Mouse

[could you bring yourself

to lie to those eyes?

to tell her what you

must have told yourself

when you went to

vote for a president

who said he'd serve

"different interests"

than those of his

loudly touted

"unprecedented" precedent?]:

*

Mr. President, you could stop

the vicious blockade of Yemen

with a single phone call.

but given all the crippling

illegal sanctions

astonishing presumption's

rampant want

sees

fit to keep in place,

it seems to me

your heart must be

three sizes too small.

and on the seventh day,

since all the naysaying truthtellers

had been so successfully silenced,

the United States of Profit's

consumptively presumptuous

rampant conformity

accidentally took out

the lord thy war god's

angry burning bush

with

another unreported

unrepentant drone.

and the spirit of humanity

that some think

the Son of Man ignited

said unto ears that truly hear,

halleluiah! maybe now we can

finally

turn over a new leaf.

and then Alfonso the Mouse  went and said:

leave it to a nation as morally bankrupt as the United States

to air the funeral of Colin Powell on all its major networks,

its hollow Christianity blessing

an unabashed enabler of empire who,

there but for honesty, might have rotted in jail

for sweeping Vietnamese mass murder under a rug

and for perpetrating the most horrendous lie of all time,

mercilessly sealing unexamined coffin lids

on a million human beings in Iraq.

as if we needed further proof that America,

whether led by its simplistic Trumps

or its diversifying Democrats,

could be bothered to even acknowledge

the uncounted unexceptional unAmerican lives

snuffed out by a century long

financial genocidal unhinged crime spree

sprung on the vestiges of its unrecognised humanity

by a Hollywood fed and divisively conquering

press of freedom inflamed

rampant self obsession with its own profitable oblivion,

whilst Julian Assange is slowly tortured to death

for the folly of shining a light

on the unsung irony

of its "rules based order"

by attempting to strike a match

on its withered capacity for reflection.

it's like Woody Allen said,

if Jesus came back today,

he'd never stop throwing up.

and just think, the whole entire time,
he could have been searching for his soul.