Sub-Realtime from D's place, Superbowl Sunday.

Get ready for a rough ride, brothers and sisters. The movement has gained inertia and we're unstoppable, its true. But today is superbowl sunday, and today is going to be a painful reality check. Today is the PIGS day of unity: X-Mas, New Years, and the first day of deer-huntin' season all rolled into one and packed into the back of a fat SUV loaded with Dirt Bikes, Booze and Shotguns - lots of 'em.

Sunset on the football field. Closeup shots of clean-cut whiteboys, and well groomed minorities in military or police uniforms - its all here: Play ball or fight and you'll get a share of the crumbs, darkie. The climax of the opening events? Amerika's pre-eminent killing machine: The B117 Stealth Fighter zooming overhead, making sure everyone knows who paid for the party. This is the reign of the pigs folks. And today is an open demonstration of who's lighting the fire underneath the media's asses and prompting all the new ultra-right/ultra-white (calm down, anarchy girl, I'm talking about the conceptual mindset of white - not your skin color) television programming and in-depth news stories which ultimately tout the post-reagan party lines: We need more. More guns, for sure. More control. More resources. More more more. And we're going to take them from you, darkie. At home as well as abroad. How can we legitimize this? Enter Hollywood.

Its all hollywood. Its "Gladiator" live, complete with an arena. Massive flags, jets soaring overhead and general Schwarzzeneger accepts a medal of honour to the stylized choreography of the Back Street Boys (the homogenous rock and roll product served to our youth to prevent legitimate Sex, Drugs & Rock & roll rebellion. They're balding. The're gaining weight, but don't worry. The kids don't see that. They see what they're programmed to see. Beautiful youth shimmering in the precious limelight of our entertainment based society. They believe in it just like they believed in Santa Clause).

Jet bombers drop napalm on Ghetto and barrio on their way to the feild and everyone cheers. Tonight on "Cops" rumor has it that the brave men of the whateverPD will stage a major raid on the same neighborhoods to arrest the burn victims who, no doubt will have resorted to the use of illegal drugs to cure their pain. More prisoners. More cheap labor. More fear. Fear of you, darkie. Get back to the game and throw the ball like a good dog.

Schwarzzeneger accepts his award and the token negro sings the anthem of the country that imported him - beautifully.

But what does it all mean? Two teams at war. Winner takes all (Also expect to see hard-sell advertisements that make or break this years line-up of consumer "must-haves"). Whats the metaphor? Who is the winner? Who is the looser. Well, its the 1st quarter. Right now the winner is Baltimore, with 7. The looser, right now, is New York, with 0.

In the grander scheme, The winner is the system - capitalism and its minions like Bo and Luke Duke (who recently stole the election) and their cohorts in Hazard County who happen to control the military industrial complex. And what of the looser? Why all the camouflage? Ask Hollywood. We're going to war. War in a good way: we won't have to leave the comfort of our couches. We'll import war and sell it on TV. We'll export war and have neibors fighting eachother for the resources we DIDN'T leave behind after we pulled out (see AFRICA, History, Post Colonial). We're going to war with the poor. We're going to need billions to contain and imprison them and put them to work both here and abroad with our police/military and the help of Jim "NAFTA" Crow organizations like the WTO and the IMF. How? We'll do it by cutting taxes. We'll cut taxes the old fashioned way: We'll raise them. And we'll make you pay for all of it as we war on you, darkie. The looser is you (again). This is the same old war we've been fighting, but now we're changing the rules. We've got new guns. New techniques we know you're going to love (remember Crack? Wait till you see whats in store!).

Just when you thought you could live with Amerika, here comes Amerika II: Reaganism Reanimated. And you drunk indians can love it or leave it. Sit back, shut up and enjoy the show. We'll be coming for you soon. We can still make money off you and its still marginally legal.