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The Hand

The Invisible Hand guides us all,
it's the hand inside the suit that gestures
to The Market - its domain.

Don’t shake it too hard,
your soul might be sucked dry.

The voices that serve The Hand tell us:
"no gloves are needed, they restrict 
the circulation" (of your wealth flowing to us)

Don’t listen, they’ll kick, scratch and bite
into your flesh, dirty your air and wreck your backyard.

Don’t take their word - "deregulate"
it's their dogma -
the laissez-faire lovers will delight as they (the apparently fit) survive as you (the unwealthy, the unpowerful) evaporate. A puff of smoke reeking of Conscience something that's not needed
in the world of THE HANDtm,
where merchandising and consumer confidence fuel optimism for the necessary PROGRESS. An eighteenth century idea in the twentieth century world The Hand grips our throat and their dicks urging us to uncaring insanity. Disembodied, unemotional, 'economically rational'. Its time we finally got off the growth hormone and rejected the fairy story of THE HAND.


 
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