Hustlers and the Idiot Swarm: A Working Class Rant for a Doomed Civilization
by Reverend Manny and the
Cover design and Layout by Liz Di Nunzio
That’s right, biznotchezz, I’m about to write a review up in this piece! Like a real writer and shit! I know what some of you are thinking. “BCM, you’re not a real writer!” I know that. This is for you.
It’s only fair that I tell you that The Rev and I go way back. We were friends in the vortex of evil known as High School, lost touch, and reconnected about a year or 2 ago. So, though I’ll try to be as neutral as possible here, I can’t promise that my view is completely unbiased. OK? OK. Let’s do this.
Do you wake up in the morning with the distinct feeling that you’re being screwed over? Does watching the 11 o’clock news at night make you rage? Does listening to Fox”News” for more than 2 seconds make you want to punch people in the crotch? Do you have any idea WHY you feel that way? If not, you absolutely need to read this book. It’s perfect for those of us who are just waking up to the realization that our country is being run by a bunch corporate douche packers who don’t give 2 flying fucks about your working/middle-class booty.
But the good Rev doesn’t just call out the Hustlers who pimp out our environment, our health, our freedoms. No, no. He calls out the Idiot Swarm as well. He points the finger at those who consistently vote against their own best interest because they allow themselves to be swayed by talking bobble-heads and BumpIt queens.
How could 60% of us want less government spending, 60% of us want less government regulation, while at the same time 83% of us are insistent that the government do more to create jobs (by investing in the economy?
In 21st century newspeak: WTF?
–“Hustlers and the Idiot Swarm” p. 14
This book isn’t preachy. It’s a history lesson in how many ways the elitist, corporatist, fundamentalist, greedy fucktards have found to fuck you. And The Rev has cited sources! Glorious, glorious sources! And they’re real, not the fabricated kind. If I had to cite sources in my Global Studies term paper, I expect at least the same level of authentication in the things I read now. I’m just sayin’…
This book is just…right. Not this kind of right. I mean right like that feeling you get when you wake up and have that first sip of delicious coffee. Or when you catch all your trains right on time, no waiting, no running. Reading this book made all kinds of stuff make sense. It made me want to be a better person, a better Progressive, a better Humanist. And the end! The end, my friends, is where hope begins.
p.s. – James Taylor will destroy us all!