Musings on genre writing, waterfall wandering, and peak bagging in the South's wilderness areas.
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
Top Kill BP
Kill the BP executives.
Seriously. Someone kill these motherfuckers. And the members of the board of directors. Just fucking kill them all. Down to the last fucking man.
Then take their property. Sell it. Use it. Burn it. Whatever. Just don't allow their surviving family members to enjoy the fruits of their crimes.
I'm serious.
Please.
Someone kill those motherfuckers.
Those polluting bastards all need to be killed. Dead. Shoot them in the fucking head. Blast their filthy goddamned guts out. Spill their fucking blood.
The simple fact of the matter is that corporations rule this nation, and the world. Their wealth makes them immune to laws and pits them against the welfare of not only the majority of the people, but with that of the planet. The things they do are at odds with human health and of the very earth, air, and water.
They get away with vast crimes. They are, at worst, slapped on the wrist for mass murder.
Go into their board rooms. Find their homes. Drag them into the open air. And shut off their thoughts with bullets.
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