white radical nerd lady in my 30s
transplanted to the East Coast US
happily living in sin with my co-conspirator Mr. X
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in the name of a “drug war” that really is a power struggle between US factions and Mexican cartels, where nobody plans on stopping the guns, the money, or the drugs, only in switching account numbers where the cash is stored.
FIFTY FIVE THOUSAND DEAD BODIES and the firing squad is funded by the USA because who fucking cares about a dead Mexican when an abstract war can be fought and a photo of a US Marine standing in Mexico need never be risked? Elections can be rigged in favor of US agendas and puppet govt, and all the strings can be kept off-camera.
The Drug War has been a fancy fake fucking name since Reagan shat it out into black urban neighborhoods to profit off of human misery and hatred, and it has only ever meant License to Kill Brown and Black folk with Impunity.
55,000 humans gone from the earth in a handful of years, and there’s not one song about it getting regular rotation on US radio stations.
How tall does this stack of corpses need to tower before it has a slim hope of blotting the eternally sunny conscience of U.S awareness?