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DESCRIPTION:Join artists, poets, musicians and workers on Dec 10 To Get Your Ticket To 
 Mars At Musk's Twitter HQ\nSponsored by Laborfest.net, Revolutionary Poets 
 Brigade, LaborNet, UFCLP\nWith David Rovics, Jimmy Kelley, Carol Denney and 
 many others\n\nInterstellar slavery: coming to a planet near you?\nby 
 Raymond Nat Turner / August 1st, 2021\n\nPlundering our planet, the 
 parasitic capitalist\nClass places itself above/apart from nature 
 and\nHumanity…And its corporate parrots repeat\nGalaxy-colonizing crack 
 pipe claptrap of\nbillionaire bosses regarding missions of phallic\nboy 
 toys sucked up from sweat beads of toilers…\n\nI spoke with Sun Ra and Ra 
 said: “If they arrive\nAlive, Hannibal Lecter masks are 
 waiting;\nThey’ll quarantine 30-40 yrs—social-distance\n100 + miles 
 until their blood-sucking virus—\nGreed—recedes and their penchant for 
 polluting,\nExploiting, trashing planets and peoples is heeled…”\n\nI 
 hipped Ra to visions of Earth’s richest man and\nRa busted a rib, doubled 
 over laughing.\nHe chortled, “Backwards capitalism’s light 
 years\nBehind the beat—and interstellar slavery ain’t happenin’\nout 
 here. Why, we’d laugh y’all out the universe if Non-\nInterference 
 Inter-Planetary Solidarity wasn’t how we fly…”\n\nHe said word in the 
 galaxy is that these space colonialist\ncowboys are primitive, fecal-minded 
 fools with embalmed\nbrains—Tax-avoiding terrestrial hustlers who’ve 
 yet to\nEvolve from trashing and treating Earth as if it were their\nmine 
 shaft, junkyard, yacht-jet storage 
 space/interplanetary\nPlantation…\n\nRa cried distilled tears over greedy 
 red-orange flames grabbing\nat the galaxy; thick black smoke quilts 
 masking\nSun rays and smothering oxygen; a Texas-size plastic 
 patch\ncovering an ocean’s eye; cardboard mattresses in tents popping\nup 
 like pastel mushrooms; mile-long food lines; And, of course, cops\nand 
 soldiers storming Capitalist Hill\n\nHe screamed, “Profiteers poisoning 
 blue gold lending Earth life is\nLunacy! Out here Earth’s known as ‘the 
 planet of smoking guns and\nMushroom clouds’ ringed by bases and police 
 stations where crimson\nrivers run; the planet where primitives brandish 
 sticks with triggers\nAnd massacre each other over rectangular rags; the 
 planet that stinks\nof crematoriums where Earthlings were barbecued; and 
 human cargo-\nladen ships sailed for centuries like clockwork over teary 
 oceans…”\n\nRa whispered, “I hipped Saturn to Earth, minute I got 
 home…\nThey said,’Multiple planets pulled our coats centuries ago. 
 We’ve\nbeen surveilling Earth for thousands of years. Intelligent 
 life’s appalled\nat capitalist ignorance/Earthlings’ suffering!’ Ra 
 winked, “My dear\nBrother, Mercury, Mars, Venus, Jupiter, Saturn don’t 
 play that Plymouth\nRock shit. Tell those mutha-frackers: Come in peace… 
 Or leave in…pieces…”\n\nFormer forklift driver/warehouse 
 worker/janitor, Raymond Nat Turner is a NYC poet; BAR's Poet-in-Residence; 
 and founder/co-leader of the jazz-poetry ensemble UpSurge!NYC. Read other 
 articles by Raymond Nat, or visit Raymond Nat's website.\nThis article was 
 posted on Sunday, August 1st, 2021 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.\n 
 https://www.indybay.org/newsitems/2022/11/28/18853145.php
SUMMARY:Get Your Ticket To Mars — Protest Twitter
LOCATION:Twitter Headquarters San Francico\n1355 Market St.\nSan Francisco
URL:https://www.indybay.org/newsitems/2022/11/28/18853145.php
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