Subhumans - Wake Up Screaming
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Subhumans - Wake Up Screaming
📺 The Golden Girls (1992)
Fraggle Rock: Back to the Rock (2022-Present)
The world ain’t "in a crisis" - it’s a rigged-ass mess. We’re livin’ in a gold-plated shithole, talkin' big about "human rights" while cashing checks for the bombs that blow kids into different zip codes. It’s a straight-up win for the suits. These dudes sign off on hits between appetizers, acting all untouchable 'cause they know they’re never seeing a courtroom. Justice? That’s just a bedtime story for the poor and a flex for the rich. Look at the news. Botoxed puppets tellin’ you with a straight face that one life is worth its weight in gold while another is just "collateral damage." It’s straight-up misery porn. We’ve turned dying into a top-ten list. You die on the right side of the tracks? You get a shoutout and a hashtag. You’re born in the wrong spot? You’re just a ghost that gets deleted before the next commercial. They ain’t informing you; they’re brainwashing you to stop giving a damn. They’re drip-feeding you poison until you think it’s cool to see cities get erased over oil or some ego trip. The double standard? That’s the whole damn system. We call it out here, but we’re the ones cutting the checks over there. The guy without a uniform is a "terrorist," but the guy leveling hospitals with million-dollar missiles is a "liberator." It’s a freak show where the killers preach about democracy while their hands are dripping with oil and fresh blood. Hell ain't down there; it’s right here. It’s this shut-up-and-watch vibe, the comfort of the lazy-ass spectator watching the world end while scrolling. We’ve become empty-shell monsters. We eat death for breakfast and wonder why we feel like crap. The truth is, we’re all just livestock waiting for the axe, and the guys in charge don't even bother lying anymore. They know we’re too burnt out, too soft, or too busy buying shit to do anything but watch the world burn in 4K.
Wake Up Screaming
EVERY MOTHER’S NIGHTMARE-HOUSE OF PAIN
Detective Comics #759 Jun 13, 2001
Roy (2015)