(It’s not an original phrase, but useful.)
Well, let’s see. Banana Republics were company-owned countries managed by puppet dictatorships relying on intimidation and militarized police for the benefit of a few to the detriment of the public.
The new twist sounds like a foreign policy coming home to roost like a ghost from the past.
Anyone else feeling spooked?
Immigration Removal Services.
These are real families, not trash or vermin. And it’s not a service but hard-hearted and brutal persecution of a largely racial nature.
Shame, shame, shame.
when art was tribal
a fish for your thoughts
I smell a skunk crossing darkness, somewhere outside the dark window.
Some promises are fulfilled.
Some are broken.
Some go up in smoke.
What would life be without them?
I feel a certain satisfaction in sending off utility bills with a T.rex postage stamp and a Nature Conservancy return-address label attached to the envelope.
You know, a recognition of the raw-material source of their business and its bigger cost on the planet … an Earth House Hold awareness of an economy.