A Communist country
Obituaries: Death of Amerika
The United States of Amerika has passed away.
It was a land, a festering swamp, a stinking putrid cesspool, of avarice, extortion, greed, selfishness, racism, violence, oppression, slavery, injustice, decadence, murder, uncivilized savagery, and was the hated citadel of bestial, animalistic capitalism. At its end, its fifty-seven states sprawled, like a low life drunken reprobate, across a continent that was run by evil, greedy rich white people.
The cause of death was a massive brain seizure followed by a violent strangulation at the hands of its last and most inept and rabidly racist epancipation who, all the while, wore a sneering smirk on his historic off-whitie façade, as defined by the last lady. In its last days, its people talked of little else but tire gauges, inhalaters, old fish, pigs, lipstick, bulldogs, beer summits, and the never-ending drumbeat of RACE, RACE, RACE, particularly the stinking inferior RACES and the single MASTER RACE.
Born July 4, 1776. Died November 2, 2010.
The United states of Amerika was 234 years old.
And the vulgar, illiterate racist preacher intoned the funeral oration:
Carry me home to the white trash mountains of virginny, then thanked god for His damnation. A squad of marines, outfitted in donkey’s ears, fired their empty, plastic water pistols into the air in silent tribute.
There were no mourners.
There was no procession.
It wanted to be cremated, but there was not enough wood.
There was no one to remember, or to weep for its historic passing;
Just the sound of rats, squeaking and picking through its bones, and a cold and mournful wind, and a broken, twisted staff, its torn and dirty standard flapping uselessly in the early, winter gusts.
The supposedly grand experiment was over.
And then I woke up.
Hey, nobody's human!