No matter the epoch, the words found on our most treasured documents testify to the true wealth of the nation:
“…government of the people, by the people, for the people…”
“…We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal…“
Nowhere does it state or event hint to G-ddamn corporations having personhood, yet it seems that the people have folded over and allowed the supreme court to expand on the allowances made to corporations for them operate to mean they are people. Yes, according to the law Corporations are people…well, not quite, they have protections granted to people. They are aggregation of people functioning as a unified body but it’s folly to allow them to inject the biases, religious dogma and the wealth of their administrators on the populace.
It’s time to take back the reins; the leadership of the nation can be found in the people, not gallant villains in leader disguise.
Innovation lies in the people, the strength, creativity its vision. So corporations NO! the people? YES!
The people yes The people will live on. The learning and blundering people will live on. They will be tricked and sold and again sold And go back to the nourishing earth for rootholds, The people so peculiar in renewal and comeback, You can't laugh off their capacity to take it. The mammoth rests between his cyclonic dramas. The people so often sleepy, weary, enigmatic, is a vast huddle with many units saying: "I earn my living. I make enough to get by and it takes all my time. If I had more time I could do more for myself and maybe for others. I could read and study and talk things over and find out about things. It takes time. I wish I had the time." ................................................... This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers. There are men who can't be bought. The fireborn are at home in fire. The stars make no noise, You can't hinder the wind from blowing. Time is a great teacher. Who can live without hope? In the darkness with a great bundle of grief the people march. In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people march: "Where to? what next?" The People Yes~ Carl Sandberg