Perfection and Timelessness, but this world is Full Of Hate.
What I've only discovered recently, despite the fact that this song, One Tin Soldier , has always been somewhere rattling around in the back of my mind, is that this song is, perhaps, the ultimate piece of pop culture and Americana perfection ever produced. . . . except that it's got some very strong Canadian Roots. In this, the most perfect of all possible worlds, the rich definitely hate the poor. There is no other explanation for a world in which so few people enjoy such extravagant wealth while others are homeless, starving, or otherwise suffering. The wealthy of this world, in fact, HATE the poor. You can just go right on ahead and try to prove to me otherwise, and maybe someone will ask you what other stupid shit you've done on this day. I do not care. The rich hate the poor, and if they did not, then there would neither be a top one percent that owns the greatest majority of everything, and a bottom ninety nine percent that doesn't own much of anything.
Besides the wealthy absolutely and unashamedly hating the non wealthy, the next major player in the great game of hate that we have is that the Islamic world, or at least a smaller than reported in the Rothschild controlled media, hates the rest of the world. They certainly hate any and all associated with Judaism, there is no doubt about that at all. Have you ever read the passages in the Koran about how Allah and all that love the fucking prophet's false God hate the Jews? Don't make me break them out and slap you in the face with them, cause I will, you know. It's always disturbing to me when someone says that Islam is a religion of peace, fuck that, grow up, and learn to read. I do, however, admit that bombing little brown people in the name of Halliburton and their cursed reconstruction contracts is a most hate filled sin born of hell, and that Dick Cheney will be next to Stalin and Hitler in the Devil's bedfellow list. Enjoy yourself while you still can, Dick Cheney.
Jews and the other inhabitants of Israel, that magical place on which the safety of the largest part of the rest of the world swings? I'm not certain that they actually hate anyone, but it sure seems like it sometimes, don't it? I know that the globalist and the US media hate the citizens of the United States, not a doubt about that, why else would they only promote the void of thought, the vacuum of knowledge that we see everywhere? It's been a slow go for them, but here we are, welcome to corporate fascism; and corporations, oh man, don't they hate us? They damn sure don't care about the people in the nations in which they were founded, why else would they be sending jobs overseas in order to gain more profit? I'll try to leave that one alone for the moment. Wish me luck.
Sorry, no luck to be had around here. Dyncorp, global cop and mercenary soldier school trainees hate little Afghan boys, and find them attractive, and abuse them at Dyncorp sponsored parties. I guess those little boys are guilty, and deserving of American hatred because sick American Corporations view them as "cute." But what can you expect from a company out of Texas, we've only got an assembly line death machine down here, and Governor Rick Perry of Texas must have hated Cameron Todd Willingham, he did, after all, see him executed for crimes that he knew that Mr. Willingham had not a thing to do with. There wasn't a crime at all, only a horrible accident; but Governor Goodhair Perry has to be tough on Texas crime, despite the fact that most Texas crimes involve drug smuggling, which is only illegal as Dick Cheney, and others have a vested interest in GEO corp, which builds private prisons, and gives it's shareholders a profit from the warehousing of non violent individuals who only seek the completely within human nature, and legal for certain Native Americans ideal of altered states of mind, which is, altogether healthy, and even recommended for some.
One Tin Soldier
One Tin Soldier is a timeless 1960's anti-war song written by Brian Potter and Dennis Lambert; it's hippy extreme, and altogether peacenick times ten. It's also something that Dirty Dick Cheney, and all of those responsible for the 9/11 nonsensical disaster would find repulsive, as the military industrial complex has always been rather lucrative to the Rockefeller/Rothschild, "we fund both sides of every conflict and get fatter in the wallet" crime syndicate.
What's truly odd about the song One Tin Soldier, is that despite the Judaic and Christian themes of Heaven and a Judgement day, the far and away most popular version(s) of the tune are both by the band Coven, a group associated by more than name with Satanism and Witchcraft. This bit of very interesting trivia is so as Jinx Dawson, part Cherokee Indian, or Native American, agreed to do the song in the 1971 film, Billy Jack, which highlights the never ending discrimination towards Native Americans here in America. Despite legal squabbles over a song about peace on Earth(I know, irony never seems to end anywhere on Earth, does it?), Jinx Dawson and Coven prevailed.
*See Quote Below for More About Rothschild Crime Syndicate*
1849: Gutle Schnaper, Mayer Amschel Rothschild’s wife dies. Before her death she would nonchalantly state,
"If my sons did not want wars, there would be none."
DESPITE THE BEST EFFORTS OF BEATNIKS, BOHEMIANS, AND SATANIST, THE IDEALS PRESENTED OF PEACE ON EARTH SEEM LOST ON CORPORATE FASCIST AMERICA. STILL, WE CAN ENJOY OUR MUSIC HERE IN THE LAND THAT USED TO BE THE HOME OF THE FREE, THE BRAVE, AND THE NATIVE AMERICANS.
~WTS~
Coven
The Original
From the Film "The Legend Of Billy Jack."
The Lyrics
Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.
Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.
Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it...
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.
Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.
Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it...
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
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