September 07, 2003

off the profs


 its back to college days 

this year kids 
 don’t just 
 fuck   the profs 

fuck em over 

 make ‘em  wash 
 your feet  
 
 fuck their  show and tell  follies 




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    fuck the profs all over 

 its 
 SEPTEMBER 7

 we’ve past thru
  the usual flim flam of 
  labor day 

  and our call 
  has gone out 
 to working america 

 let ten thousand unions contend
let  ten  thousand strikes bloom 

 but till then amigos 
   
 i have other fish to fry 
in this post 
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 after school 
comes 
   college

 surely its emblematic 
 Academia begins anew 
 as nature starts her great
dying off  
  

this post is
to all those   raw folks  trickling back 
to the same old same old

now running at something like 
 35k a pop 

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  ah what a sight 

  the cobbled pathways 
 of higher   learning 

right now the grounds
are at their very very best 

a  clearnest  
so  brisk  and   leafy  


 the chapel bells a chiming 
 
the  fierce crack
 of shoulder pads  
 

 the  rough and ready 
 fellowship of the coed  sack 
 
all  abounds in renewed 
  determination
 
 
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I contend 
among all the fishy  set ups 
run indirectly by foundation amerika 
 
 its the  hallowed halls
 of the  IVY  AAcademie 
that 
oughta be
 target AAA
 for our merciless 
 revenge rockets  

we all know 
bottom line 
   the big I
 Ivy -versities 

are 
     THE VERY HEAD WATERS 
OF THIS HOLY RIVER 
we call Amerika 

   
the for profit  corporations 
control the plebs 

but they leave 
the universities to  control
 the burger bits 


 pretty fucking obvious
 but so what 
whos drawing the proper set of conclusions 
 knowing it is nothing 

whos drawing the proper set
of fucking  conclusions 

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   ivy kids please 
 don’t fuck the profs 


  as a slogan
 in this attack on the efite elite 
 
 you might ask why pinky  
why 

why ask
 these elite students
 
these willing and thrilled 
 enthralleees 

these 
 future chum mates of the profs 
 themselves to stay out of the sack  

why not  rile up the sore as hell  plebs
 
why not threaten to  cut off 
their tax subsidies 

fuck tax  subsidies 
why not  just burn the
 fucking  places to the ground 

 fair enough 
fair enough

 but 
the seed  would  remain 

scattered perhaps
scattered but unchanged 

 no i say 
 we must destroy
 the demon seed 
before it impregnates
 any more new  wombs
 
i say
don’t fuck  the profs 

cause their  seed is hellspawning  
 
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 a moments recall 

 the woodstocker generations 
 on campus elite
  came round finally
to the  burn baby burn strategy

  and yes
 it would have been far better
 if the townies
 had done the burning

in stead of showing up 
in uniforms and saving 
the places from their just fate  

but thats not 
the key articulation here 

  the whole fucking 
“ bring it down ” mission 

yes it was and remains 
 a glorious 
if brief and  fractional 
moment 

 the admins got blasted and
 ran like geese 
 
 ROTC
 Dow Chemical 
  AND THE GANG FROM THE MILITARY=INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX
 took a real kick in the pants 

who can resist that proposition 
 
“ you fucking cock suckers
 get the fuck out of here 
  or we blow this place away ”

great
 but but but 

in all this 
there never was 
a real attack 
on the class room class system 

never a real attack 
on the cutting tools of the whole enterprise 

no shop floor sit ins
 no take overs of the places
 where demon coordinators
and prooofessional exxxxperts 
are carved  and 
conjured into existence 
 
the profs 
the fucking gentle profs 
got off unflayed  

in fact 
 top of the heap boomers 
 loved their profs 
 at least 
they loved 
enough of them 
identified with
 enough of them

 like step daddies the profs 
 won ‘em over and porked em 

after all
 like the good  mephistos
 they were 
 the profs
 or at least
 a creditible fragment of the profs 
 were

 with the  people 


with the students 

the profs the best of them anyways 
 wanted
 the new peace/world
 too 

 and hells genius 
being as it is 

 the profs 
the   real certifiable  succubuses
  made the boomers into 
     somethin'
mighty  gruesome 

a  hippoise 
 
 the best and brightest woodstockers 
were mutated to

golden taster
 bonds people 

yes fuckbalss
you were
malgre your  cries to the contrary 
   
  
and you must see
 my children
where that has got us all 


 it was 
and is 
that same
   woodstock generation 

that never fucked off their 
top climber fancies

 that never said never
 to their  profs 

 its those same
 hawkeyes and hilaries 
that right  now
 want to rectify
 the worlds backwardness

with painless dentistry

or as close as can be
 to painless dentistry 

 lets call it 

there abouts
 painless dentistry

smart bomb dentistry
if you like 
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intervention for humanity 

even if it takes 
several more then
just a few  smart  bombs
very very smart bombs
dropped sparingly 
 from the air  

to open the door
to decency  

like in Kossa deyavo  and Kaboolly


its by now patented

  the better boomer quest sez 

" the human heart 
cries out for our relieving acts" 


  and kidz this 
my point 

 all this  woodstock reich fantasia
iz ' cause
 the high most bestest bommers
 fucked profs 


aahh the  comedy of it all....


  on and on it goes 

generation after generation 

new fronteer after new fronteer 


but maybe not  this time


what  if this inning

you 
young  smukers out there

off them profs  of yours 

 say this once

the wheel gets wedged 
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its simple 

 if  the demon seed don’t get injected 

then maybe 
this  generation 
of    brainy beauties

 don't  morph into
 tailor suited
 Medusi 


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my heart felt appeal :


you  best of the best studentations 

you most selectable ones

 you awesome grade grinded tippy tops
 
 you who after  12 years of furious sifting 
arrive 
 at the far end of the gauntlet 

you latest national glow pipes:

you 
  talent 
and 
intensity 
 driven
 one thousandth part best 
  of 

 Amerika's  Kohort 2003 

if you see yourself as 
Amerikas shining hill toppers
stop yourself now 

let someone else 
butt slam  the helots  

once again i repeat 

fucking fuck off 
 your profs 

make ‘em wash your feet
  

thats right

 make ‘em Jesus wash 
your feet 

and if they won’t

 then 

FUCKING FLUNK OUT 
AND 
JOIN THE REAL WORLD 

yes sirs and mssssery 

 you  cream of the cream 

either you 
   hit the dead center here 
or 
lose your soul for ever 

its that simple really 

so please don’t
  fuck those profs 
with the glorious pigtails 

please don't 
 for us little guys sake 

 do it for us  smuthered smullions
 out here
in marketland 

 fuck off that whole fucking 
 egregious
 f'art and brie puffed 
Pangloss of a  buck dance 

they ‘re dickin' you

 and 
thru you
  they ‘ll soon 
enough be dickin' 
all uz   wage mice 

  remember most dear ones

  profs is monsters too 

  they’re fucking the world at large 
and
 yet   getting to feel exempt

yes 
exempt  

from righteous retribution

exempt
cause 
the dirty handed 
practical brutes
out here
in the towers
 running
 the big show 

never fail 
at mucking  up 
the implementation
so badly 

your ivy crowned  hackademic types
  
can wash their mitts
 of it all 


by the way 
 
can you spell
manhattan project 

 sure a pink panty raider
 ran that gig 

 but its bigger then that 
 honey babe
 
the deal was filthy 
with l college profs 

i say get those soft white
radio-active  hands
 to wash your feet 

 the disgraceful buggers 

AND 
if they won’t 

then 
YOU FLUNK OUT 

FLUNK THE FUCK OUT 
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   like the  monkish
sacredotes of yore 

   profs pillage 

 they rape

 they sack 

and 99 % of the time
 its 
disavowable 

 christ ‘s nuts !

 the priest pederasty 
we 're
 hearing so much 
ABOUT 
IN THE  pleb  press  lately 

fuck thats  nothing 
compared to
 the  IVY PROFS  depredations 

 FUCK SAKE 
 take  the priests’
 top boy there

 old PAPA SHAKE and QUAKE 
 
Christ’s sister 
his EXCON -CON TYPE POWERS
  
IN TODAYS DRIVING?

   PURE PIFFLE  

 a mere gull crap 

  SHIT  

getting tossed
 out of the church 

whats that  

 slow ya down?

fuck its 
 not even a speed bump 


but 
    the excon of the ivy league

failing to meet their 
 " goal " standard ?

you can eat 
fuck for friday 

that skewers you for life 

no "yup and comer"
 on the make  

can survive 
 the mark  of  
 flunkenberg on their brow


that gang o mine
is  hell right here on earth 

if the ivory knights
 decide you 
just can’t cut it  


if the profs wave
 that
  " we're  sure but.."  rod 
of theirs in the air 

 bro believe me 
it  gets them respect
   
more then that

the rube's  daughter
 fucking scum
 can
 fine tune  too 

they can play 
a raw head 
 up or down 

 grade scale kinematics 

 and that gets them 
a brand  of  
student  sycophancy 
and 
sedulity 
 unequaled outside
 a turkish prison 

  
cause even though 
you got into this inside

  its just the first inside 
 
up ahead is professional  school and beyond 

 hey raw smarts 

 can you get
 to the next  big inside ?
and 
the next  ? 
   

 try saying 
 
"  FUCK IT
and 
FUCK YOU WEENY ROASTER " 

 better 
 kick em over 
 now 
while you still can 

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P.S.
warning warning warning 
   please listen 
 all that kick it over  now 
all that flunk out stuff

its 
  not  

i repeat

not not not 

aimed at you
regular raw folks out here
 in boobsville 

you know who you are

you're maybe tonite
likely to be 
  standing around  curb side 
at the harbor lite mall 
waiting for the Karate class to end 

right?

just so you can learn 
some latest  crap coding
from  a chap
named
Bagwash Prinkavic


ya you 
the one taking 
 
 E-based  small biz 
book keeping 101

 you pal better  
pay no attention
 to my call 


please 

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in fact 

 for the most of  you  out here 

you  stinky  hordes you  

you losers
sucked dry
 by your own
 fear 
foolishness 
and
 public loan dollars 
go ahead 
be my guest

go right the fuck
 into one of those 
 for profit strip center
 colleges  

go ahead  
 i get it 

you're just  
trying to enhance 
your market price 

then again
I CAN ONLY SAY 

    THE COST TO MAKE 
                           ONE OF YOU
in say Madras  india

      is 6,000 dollars complete

not 6,000 
for one little fucking dinky 
 up grade 

  
 wogs'
my friend
can l do the job
 you’re after 
 
for a tenth 
of your asking price 

 all korporate america
 need do 
is   just hook ‘em up 
and corporate america
 is doing just that 


but fuck  either way

in fact  
 any way
 you cut it 

if this globalization keeps going forward 
you plebsters 
are   in for a slow fucking roast anyway 

but what the hell 
go ahead get yourself 
 a 6 k  upgrade 
go ahead learn 
to   run faster

 but remember 

you heard it right here 

you’ll still get it 

in the birdseye

 every time 


  up ahead
when the dust settles

 i see you 
 flipping socks
 at the dry cleaners
 with Raoul 
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 my advice 
for faith and  hopes sake

you might as well   
 keep throwing your  money 
down the job  upgrade 
rat hole

just make
absolutely  fucking sure
 you're borrowing
 the dough
 from uncle sam

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Posted by pinky at September 7, 2003 11:40 AM

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