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Priorities USA

by Silo's Choice

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1.
St. Sealion (For Karl Marx) 03:46
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third way governments turn the power off John Bolton’s been seen holding a clipboard and I don’t want to find you I just want to look just to walk behind you I’ve been recognized — we’ll all be one day I need ¥400,000 to get off this runway I don’t want to find you I just want to look as we walk behind you who is the word? who is the book? listen to me now before I give up before I’m bought out in the moment of reaction listen to me now — listen to me now we just want to stop the world from bleeding I don’t want to watch it burn, not really but history wants repeating and I’ll never learn I will never learn so let the roaring crowd remind you warm wind off the blade I don’t want to find you but it’s the only way
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Boatmates! 03:02
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I didn’t understand what they were asking I realized I’d been crossing my legs probably should not have blurted out "I’ll see you fuckers in the Hague" when words fail, you fail, instinct takes over won’t be long til the pain’s gone, and I’ll be that much stronger they asked about my fellow travelers but it didn’t translate right then they actually tried to hypnotize me where’d you get these fucking guys? when words fail, you fail, instinct takes over electrode on my tongue, well dude, have fun I’ll be that much stronger when you’re done we’ve climbed the barricade and scorched the valley linked arms and jumped across the alley smiled the smile of the condemned when words fail, you fail, that’s when I take over so kill me! you’ll see, I’ll be that much stronger when you do throw down our guns to cross a limitless ocean —my companions and my friends
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Electrolyte Sunrise 02:50
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you said online this will all come crashing down, last lights are going out, well I hope you’re right cause I’m about to lose a finger so might as well lose everything I left one glove on the orange line northbound ran through downtown missed the same train by a blink then descended into madness that’s when you called with your voice sounding bad, slurring there’s nothing wrong if you don’t want to be sober, who would want go clear eyed through this life? until it’s over just do what you have to do I lied and told my friends I’d be moving to Chicago then I did move to Chicago so I guess the joke’s on them but I don’t have an opinion, I just have a library card and I lied about my plan: I didn’t want to live so imagine my dismay when I wake up every day in the electric glow of an indifferent world train wheels sparking in the snow-oh-oh-oh why ask me for advice? I don’t know. do coke, stay up all night, if it keeps you stringing the hours along... you are so strong, I am so proud of you however it shakes out, still true, do what you have to do
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Davos 04:44
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our children will never know refreshment born as they are under dry waterfalls they will splay their fingers out across a bamboo floor will a young bard play guitar by an autumn river? will she feel her hero’s heart tumble in the current under Davos, Davos where ink stains on your hand make blood stains on the map poor boys and rich girls and enbys: we are going to Davos with nothing to declare but the air in our faltering lungs and the songs that we write and this year’s crop of rice all going to Davos whole generations will never have a one night stand they’ll be rice wine connoisseurs when the rubber and the grain are short every hole’s a guillotine every time I see the skyline...... god I can’t help it.... I know those bad boys are coming down...... that’s just Davos, Davos where every asshole thinks they’re Barack Obama’s friend bottoms and tops and middlemen: we’re out in force at Davos and I may be obliged to defend every rube I’ve taken in or is this where all obligation ends? drunk boys and drunk girls and petty thieves – we’re all going to Davos wait for us, there’s a place for us
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White Parachutes 01:56
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to the parliament you were an economist certain ministers are going to be kind of pissed the boys on the beach our eyes in the street see white parachutes hitting the trees pack your things don your jeans fake mustache at the airport flash your Peace Corps badge for the boys on the beach this is a teaching moment white parachutes falling to ground
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Surfrider 02:30
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when you need six hundred AR15s on a plane right now remember who you used to call when all the chips were down Surfrider – from the tundra to the beach Surfrider: most efficient, most discreet in our Bermuda shorts we look like yuppies on a cruise the colonel knows a bank in La Ceiba we can use and it’s alright – we got ya just keep your weapon on ya it’s alright – we got ya pile into the unmarked Honda it’s alright – we got ya just keep your weapon on ya safety on silencer equipped dissidents in unmarked graves along disputed coast what the State Department doesn’t know can’t come out under oath so dial Surfrider, all night toll free 1-800-SURFRIDER - full support, our guarantee you forget who at the consulate’s aware of your real name today they’re hosting Nick Lachey of 90s boy band fame we won’t be boarded – if we’re boarded just lift up your trays their MAC-10s couldn’t hit a billboard 15 feet away christ, they think we're CIA well this whole boat’s packed to play, it’s alright – we got ya
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Jobs 02:28
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Big Tony’s up on Belmont getting peeled down by the river in full view of the Belmont River Club I have got this play that’s gonna put us on the map but I need someone to come and pick me up oh if you’ve got a little problem then I’ve got a little fix charter school and senate seat and contract on the skyway and I can make those charges disappear the mayor and the aldermen, they’re good at public speaking buts ask yourself who really turns the gears, who really got them here? oh if you’ve got a little problem then I’ve got a little fix when you need a little magic then I got just the trick VOA comes drifting through the sweet Italian night air we’re out on the piazza with a drink I hand some guy a briefcase with 20 million lire then he’s on the cover of Time Magazine oh if you’ve got a little problem then I’ve got a little fix catch me in the Hilton with fruit company accountants catch me in the Bidens’ limousine catch me in Afghanistan involved in ‘transportation’ catch me at the Harry Walker Agency oh if you’ve got a little problem then I’ve got a little fix when you need a little magic then I got just the trick
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Section 660 03:11
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hit the mobile trucks and Nigerien uranium – what defectors are saying – Downing Street’s got Italian intelligence, not backed up by the CIA might be JIC — you better take that up with Tony take it up with Tony Blair . . . PM of the UK 'specially designed aluminum tubes'? what the fuck is that? what the fuck’s that mean? how do we sell ‘tubes’? we’re onsite but we won’t be reading 'emails' guy from the Post on the line and he wants to know about Minerva well ha ha that is just a unique understanding which I cannot divulge specially designed: but they’re not our guys. they’re not anybody’s guys in fact they're not even there it’ll be quick, cheap and clean just let us off the leash
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A Breeze 03:53
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precise in all things great and small kick quantized, tie centered, beard frozen big western rose in the buttonhole of a coat that screams ‘serious person’ strip mall masa on the air forgetting what you’re doing there as the bus just passes by a breeze in winter’s still a breeze high or low tide, it’s still the sea everything is what it seems to be and that’s easy you lose a few friends in the mud, tour cancelled, season suspended say you’ll feel better when you feel better when all the weird shit’s ended but maybe it will never end with signs and wonders flooding in each day unlike the last chorus copyright the morning sun charge a fee for everyone but this dim light is my light like a breeze in winter’s still a breeze like a tree stands tall without its leaves the seasons pass, well, seems to me that's easy
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Jan Mayen 01:49
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[wind noise]

about

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not concerned risk involved

no involvement of embassy

$10,000,000 available, more if necessary

full-time job - best men we have

game plan

make the economy scream

48 hours for plan of action


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Hey there. Uh: it's me. I'm in Otago tonight. It's cold here. I forgot, like I always forget, that when I crossed from north to south of the equator I'd be crossing from summer into winter too. I'd dressed for Shenyang - the summer, the oppressive heat, the monsoon - because I thought (idiotically, seems to me now, but there it is) I'd be staying there a while. I would not be staying there a while. I didn't even pack a sweater when I left San Francisco. The taxi was idling outside and the sweaters were in a box under the bed. I went through security in swim trunks.

San Francisco - the heatwave - the taxi - seems like a million years ago. That reminds me. In the airport (I can't remember, did I tell you this already?) my phone alarm went off. I'd set it years in advance. That was the day the Unix time lined up perfectly with the calendar time, month day and year. I looked at the phone like huh? and didn't realize til I was on the plane what I meant by "UNIX DAY". But it was all for the good, as they say: because I remembered I needed to ditch the phone. I threw it in some guy's bag who was boarding for Miami. I hope nothing bad ever happened to that guy.

"UNIX DAY". When I put that note in my google calendar in some hotel bar at the first national convention it felt like that day would never roll around. But we kept stringing it along, from Chicago to New York to Montreal et cetera, restless then cagey then covert. The Summer of Hate, San Francisco, the end of the line. Something kind of poetic in there somewhere. You feel pity for yourself in old age.

Well and Shenyang, at least what little I saw of it, seemed mainly to consist of Soviet-style apartment blocks. It wasn't super exiting skyline-wise. I tried to go out and see some temples but the first day I left the hotel I found when I got back that someone had rifled through my stuff. So I guess I didn't really have time to get a feel for Shenyang.

Do you get these messages? Can't imagine you do. Where did you wind up? Hope you're somewhere warmer than this. Hope you're somewhere it's safe to wear red.

I'm going to go up into Central Otago tomorrow. It's colder there in winter but there's apparently almost nobody there and what people are there don't even use email yet. There are vineyards, mountains and lakes, probably a little cottage somewhere I can fix up. People will probably want to know what an American's doing around here with all this money. I'll tell them I founded a tech company and sold it off to a VC firm. They won't ask too many questions.

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released February 25, 2022

~recorded by jm jan.2020-feb.2022~
~mastered by matt ciani~

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jon is a normal guy who is a clerk at a normal type of store. he likes new age music and the beach. he has long hair, for now, but that could change, for instance if his hair were to get burned on the stove. that can happen at any time. he plays music.

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