I think too many people are conflict avoidant and timid. They don’t want to “make a scene” so they just let their friends say stupid shit like “the Republicans are good for the economy”, and then the bad ideas never get challenged and never go away.

Don’t forget the projection. They’ll say the opposition is a war hawk and that they are the party of peace… until they get into office.

Every single time. And people fall for it every single time.

This is attribution the cause as “hawks itching for war”. In reality, the military industrial complex makes billionaires richer and US imperialism demands the land, labor, and resources of other nations are exploitable by western elites. It is not random that we keep continuing the cycle, they know what they’re doing.

You could skip ①.

“How did we get into that war?”

“I’m sure it had something to do with the hijackers!”

If your only tool is a hammer.

When the fuck did everyone decide to become a politician?
Cannibals with causes armed with opinions
All you do is talk like you forgot how to fucking listen

I try to sleep but the dogs keep barking
Must be the tension in the room
It builds a rage in the back of the teeth
A distaste for civility
Compromise is cheap, conflict is sweet

The space between us fills with dead air
Party lines drawn in the sand
We could never cross it
Bastards of social warfare
We had the chance to survive but we fucking lost it

Traitors turning fiction to fact
The ones who play the saint put the knife in your back
Daggers rain down on the disciples
Daggers rain down on the disciples
All we know
Warfare

When the fuck did everyone decide to become a politician?
All you do is talk like you forgot how to fucking listen

Herdsplitter, left and right
Bring an army of fools to a winless fight
Herdsplitter, rich and poor
Turn a nation of fools into a nation at war

We go for the throat
We do what we’re told
Another day in the minefield
Another lie is sold
And we buy in
Playing the penny slots while they high roll
Another day in the minefield
Another lie is sold

The space between us fills with dead air
Party lines drawn in the sand
We could never cross it
Bastards of social warfare
We had the chance to survive but we fucking lost it

Traitors turning fiction to fact
The ones who play the saint put the knife in your back
Daggers rain down on the disciples
Daggers rain down on the disciples
Warfare