nice, you got one of those 120 inch 8k screens
with that immersive curve, yeah nice, nice
is the resolution so good that when shit flashes on it you smell flowers
is the resolution so good the lies on it become true
what’s that, yeah, look at you high definition oblivion
how much do you make in a minute of work? really, nice
congratulations, that’s outstanding compared to most humans
oh sure, all your principles about pulling oneself up
from the bootstraps, about not relying on the government
but then paying employees $10.50 an hour
and then scratching your head in front of the board
if they bother to ask
about why employees aren’t getting ahead
why can’t they get to work on time in a car like you
why can’t they climb the ladder, why can’t they raise their children right
while working two full time jobs
while trying to stay healthy during a pandemic you bungled
always passing the buck for someone else to fight
high definition oblivion, you’re the one always whining
about how they have to work harder
and your solution, oh well
maybe if mom and dad each worked 3 full time jobs
you know, 120 hours a week
then, then they could make $30 an hour
then, then they could afford a car without a loan
food without food stamps, housing without government assistance
without getting caught up in one of your real estate loan scams
raise their kid right, yeah sure man
your corporation made something like $_00,000,000 million in profits
just in the last quarter
you took home $_0,000,000 in pay
just in the last quarter
but your lowest paid employees
making $10.50, $12.75, $13.25, an hour
can’t afford housing or healthcare or transportation
out of their own pockets, no government involvement
and you’re bitching about the government making you pay $15 an hour
high definition oblivion, what you’re really saying is
you can afford to be a capitalist
by paying your employees such little money they can live on welfare
while they work full time
at your job
high definition oblivion, what you pay is called a welfare wage for a reason
right, oh sure, sure high definition oblivion
the high salaries are necessary to achieve high performance
but that fundamental motivational principle isn’t true
if you only pay enough to apply it to you
and not the contract custodian vacuuming your corner office too
high definition oblivion, you say you want to win all the arguments and destroy the left
and put the government out of business
but then you figure out how to pay the lowest wages possible
not the highest wages, the lowest
lol
all your big think tanks, all your economics phd’s
all your speeches in front of hard hats, all your plans for victory
doesn’t mean shit if you’re too greedy to pay the wage for it
go ahead high definition oblivion, double down on it then
repeat the same thing over and over again
that’s just a sign you don’t really believe in what you’re saying
that just means you’ve run out of ways to defend it
and have nothing left in the bank to say for it
high definition oblivion, oh shit bro, look who’s calling!
not the bank, but your principles
this is not a margin call, this is not a margin call
no no, that is not your problem, no
this is your principles calling, making a principle call:
there’s nothing in your account
high definition oblivion, we all noticed you jumping up and down
hooting and hollering with a smile on your face
when that player who was born of that race
scored a goal, a home run, a touchdown, the winning 3 pointer
worked solid shift after solid shift, who helped your team win
and a day later you were making racist jokes about that player’s race
completely unaware of yourself
cuz that stupid shit you say means you’re not a real racist
and you’re not a real member of the team
so wtf are you, high definition oblivion?
all twisted up into contradictory knots
double speaking out of your ass, too clever by half
what, did you say something high definition oblivion
oh sure man, sure, your racism game, your sad little sport
essentially it’s you scratching at your stinking misery index every day
as much as you feel like shit about your life, as poor as you are
as long as that other person feels even worse than you
is even poorer than you
then you can feel a tiny bit more pride about your life
high definition oblivion, you got so tweaked you didn’t notice you were asleep
couldn’t see how your hatred was making you sickly and weak
choking on life
instead of breathing in life and breathing out life
sure oh sure, how angry it makes you man
when they demand special treatment
but that anger blinds you and then you can’t see
the special treatment you’re demanding for you
is just the same thing
you like saying your special dna is the magic ticket
“i look like this, i don’t have to do this”
“i look like this, i can automatically treat you like shit”
heard that baby talk before, when you were being pushed out the door
you’re not better, not superior, just hypocritical for sure
just another voice whining for the easy cure
just as selfish and pathetic
as the rest of us here on this earth can be when we’re weak
so welcome to the human race piece of shit
you’re right down in it with us
high definition oblivion, you’re on something man and it shows
your head spinning around and around, your eyes glitching
ego avatars marching up and down in rows
little faces in little boxes riding algorithms into cages
into social media formations
you speaking gibberish out of both sides of your mouth
something about how you’re the party of law and order
the party of personal responsibility
yet before the eyes of the entire world
you actively tried to bring law and order down
and then came up with excuses and tried to blame someone else
yeah we saw it, we all saw it high definition oblivion
you were so tweaked on preserving your own personal piece
that you had fallen asleep
your head bobbing, your shoulders slumping down
america’s beautiful crown of brotherly love and freedom
too heavy for you
so you tried to drop it on the ground
high definition oblivion, freedom’s not falling to the ground
our freedom’s not being chopped up like it was some catalytic converter you stole
you’re not selling it to some russian or chinese smelter you know
for another twenty bucks
so you can go buy another plastic bottle of power trips
and pass out in your truck
desperately combing the dash for crumbs of power to smoke
when you wake up
