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Showing posts with label disinformation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label disinformation. Show all posts

Friday, September 29, 2023

X

by Rob McClure

X Is The Biggest Source Of Fake News And Disinformation, EU Warns —Forbes, September 26, 2023



A great Antarctic ice-wall girds our world

and JFK Junior flies his plane there

first across Idaho, false flags unfurled,

where Bigfoot is a forest-ranger bear.

Junior’s chemtrails stream upon 51

where the freemasons faked the moon-landing 

and spaceship dismantling has just begun,

for alien tech gets swift rebranding.

Soros builds birds there, makes 5G fluoride,

listens to tunes penned by surrogate Paul

who offed Diana on that fateful ride

(9/11 sonic death-waves installed),

while adrenochrome demons mixed vaccines,

fixed birth certificates, voting machines…



Rob McClure’s creative work has appeared in many magazines—Gettysburg Review, Manchester Review, Barcelona Review, New Ohio Review.

Saturday, October 16, 2021

UNDER SUBPOENA

by Michel Steven Krug


Cartoon by JOEL ORFF, SONOMA INDEX-TRIBUNE EDITORIAL CARTOONIST, October 11, 2021


I.
 
Exiting the house select
Committee revolving doors
 
The Sergeant at Arms has eyes
For each witness under subpoena
 
Not ready to defy the privileges of
A defeated Executive whose policies foreign
 
And domestic are personal, useful,
Promoted to deceive,
 
American idolatry
Useful sabotage propagated
 
By the nouveau KGB
Useful USA, for re-re-election
 
US Useful idiots
To serve a majesty.
 
II.
 
Servile to posted democracy,
Offering truths of the click bait asserted.
 
Espionage at law when
In defiance of domestic channels
 
And congressional oversight
His majesty’s attorney general
 
Exacted deals to debase his rival
By erasure with stabbed glass
 
That avenges
Opaque defeat.
 
III.
 
We are informed by heavy flag poles.
We are all under subpoena,
 
Freedom of disinformation
Overwhelms veracity,
 
Its volume too temperate
Its tone too coherent
 
Its fidelity too rigid, too conventional
For an era that discounts reason.
 
IV.
 
2021:
Democracy has not been so degraded
That its franchise is mere debris.
 
The corrosion has been a cruel aberration
An arc necessary to sober
Cynicism and incredulity.
 
Exquisitely appalling, helium packaged,
Like ice melts in the spring,
Exposing all of its menacing emptiness.


Michel Steven Krug is a Minneapolis poet, fiction writer, former print journalist from the Johns Hopkins Writing Seminars. He’s Managing Editor for Poets Reading the News (PRTN) literary magazine and he litigates. His poems have appeared in JMWW, Cagibi, Silver Blade, Crack the Spine, Dash, Mikrokosmos, The New Verse News, North Dakota Quarterly, Eclectica, Writers Resist, Sheepshead, Mizmor Anthology, 2019, PRTN, Ginosko, Door Is A Jar, Raven's Perch, Main Street Rag, the Brooklyn Review with poems forthcoming in other journals. 

Sunday, December 01, 2013

READING THE TEA LEAVES

by Kit Zak 


Since our first report, the massive campaign against climate science – and action on climate, funded by oil barons the Koch Brothers has come to light. And while fossil fuel companies like ExxonMobil, whose very products are causing global warming, continue to fund think tanks driving the campaigns, much of the foundation funding has now been driven underground, masked by a funding front-group called the Donors Trust – and its associate Donors Capital Fund, two “donor-advised” funds created to hide the real givers and thus shield them from negative exposure of their support for these campaigns. Funding to the organizations that comprise the denial machine has risen during the Obama presidency, just as the urgency of climate solutions and promise of policy advances also rose. --Greenpeace, September, 2013


three falls later
traces of Sandy's wrath linger
losses top 50 billion
in a swath from Norfolk to Maine

Tacloban's cyclone
bodies line roadsides
the unnamed dumped in mass graves
thirst  hunger  disease stalk
the half-dead search for Mom and Son
among shack-splintered debris

tornadoes blight Illinois
tearing through twelve states
the highest winds ever
telephone poles stuck in trees
cars flipped upside down, found two lots away
500 homes in one town rubbled

fossil fuel moguls sigh
calculate their rising costs.


Kit Zak lives with her husband in Lewes,  DE. She has most recently had poems published in an anthology about motherhood as well as in the following journals: Avocet: A Nature Journal, The Blue Collar  Review,  and A Time of Singing.