Saturday, December 17, 2011

The FEMA Camp Song or The Homeland Security Shuffle

Over the past week we have witnessed the creation of a law that has the capacity to end American society as we know it. For years we have heard conspiracy theorists clanging the gong, warning us about over the power grab of the government, the Fed, corporations and their masters the plutocrats. It seems that the time has come. Some call for revolution while others are preparing to ride out the coming onslaught of regulations and rules.

The papers and alternative news sources have said with the passing and signing of the National Defense Authorization Act of 2012 the Bill of Right’s, which has been a safe guard for over 200 years, has been gutted. Passing NDAA brings section D of the act into effect. It states, because of the need for "counter-terrorism," the military will be allowed to detain anyone, including US citizens, on home soil, without having to guarantee a trial. Essentially, you can disappear off the street on your way to get a pack of smokes, maybe forever. The act mentions not only someone being associated directly or indirectly to particular Islamic terrorist organizations but also those who seem sympathetic. All you have to be is Middle-Eastern, or a Muslim or maybe a natural born Anglo-Saxon American who writes a blog that occasionally supports Muslim Women Education and off you may go. When SOPA (Stop Online Piracy Act) passes there will be a plethora of laws that you can be arrested for or information will be directly censored.

Add it all together and all of a sudden the conspiracy “nuts” aren’t so nutty anymore. There has been a lot of talk of FEMA camps to incarcerate those taken and “awaiting” trial. I think the time has come to be more aware of coming developments. Someday soon, there will be a knock the door and . . . . .

F.E.M.A. Camp Lyrics

Artist(Band):Incarcerated People

Lyrics by: @CulturalHistory


Young man, put your ass on the ground.

I said, young man, put your face in the ground.

I said, young man, 'cause now you've been found

There's no way to be real happy.


Young man, there's no place you can go.

I said, young man, when you're shot in your throat.

You will stay there, and I'm sure you will die

Many ways to take up your time.


It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.

It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.


They take everything you need to enjoy,

and hang you up with all the boys ...


It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.

It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.


You can get yourself clean, you can have a crap meal

They’ll do whatever they feel ...

Young man, are you listening to me?

I said, young man, you had better agree!

I said, young man, you can forget your dreams.

But you've got to know this one thing!

No body dies all by their self.


I said, young man, keep your pride to yourself,

And just go there, to the F.E.M.A.

I'm sure they will kill you some day.


It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.

It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.


They take everything you need to enjoy,

and hang you with all the boys ...


It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.

It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.


You can get yourself clean, you can have a crap meal,

They’ll do whatever they feel ...


Young man, I was once in your shoes.

I said, I was down and out with the blues.

I felt no man cared if I were alive.

I felt the whole world was so jive ...


That's when someone came up to me,

And said, young man, get your face on the street.

It's a place there called the F.E.M.A.

They can stab you in the back any day.


It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.

It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.


They take everything you need to enjoy,

and hang you up with all the boys ...


FEMA

It's the end to stay at the F-E-M-A.

Young man, young man you must get out of town

Young man, young man go to the underground


F-E-M-A

then just go to the F-E-M-A

young man, young man I was once in your shoes

young man, young man I said, I was down and out with the blues.

F-E-M-A