Ransom Random Rants
Held for ransom
The good ol boys club calls for us
They laugh and point and tell us to move boulders with our bare hands
The boulders leave giant holes that will be filled with garbage
The boulders are mined for precious ore that poisons the land, water, and air
Held for ransom
The good ol boys club tells you lies and we believe them
The walls and supporting structures are entrenched beyond belief
Line up along the dirt wall with your bayonets installed onto your killing machine
The whistle blows
Over the top
Machine gun nests rain fire and brimstone, traveling faster than the speed of sound into flesh
Bodies start filling the holes
Held for ransom
The good ol boys club holds auditions
Vile, evil, corrupted men and women line up
The line goes around the block
The audition goes as follows
How much property can you buy?
How much money do you have? What is your plan to steal and plunder for more?
How many people have you sold into slavery?
How many sons and daughters did you procreate? Did you train them well? When are they ready for positions of power?
How many conflicts have you started and never ended?
How many laws have you broken?
How many laws have you passed to punish the poor and helpless?
How big is your bunker? Do you have room for us too?
How many times a day do you think for yourself?
How much hope and love did your traps catch today? Where do you plan to slaughter them? If I may suggest, the northern woods are a good place. No one will hear it, no one will find it
How have you raped the earth today?
How will you continue to destroy and leave this place a cold, hard rock?
Held for ransom
The good ol boys club writes a manifesto
“It is the goal of the club to take what we want and stash it away forever. Creating an Eden for the chosen is a God-given right. It is our job to protect one another and exploit human nature. Humans are meant for controlling and extracting precious material from. The material can be the body, it can be the mind. If you rise, build walls and booby traps behind you. You must never talk about the club. We decide who enters and who enjoys the Eden. We are not monstrous, we are chosen by the holy entities. We are not meant to follow love or the laws of reality. We must resist and take everything and leave nothing.”
Held for ransom
The good ol boys club lets chaos loose
The earth is covered with boulder-less craters. The Earth’s complexion matches the moon
-4/21/2026