The Dimslow Report

3.28.05   Anti-Renter Statement of Intent   A Dimslow cousin poem  I am an anti-renter. I am against renting my life to others. I don't want a lover who lives apart from me, who goes to her work and I to mine. I don't want my blood loves, much less my partner, knifed to the bone by the corporate blade or the atomized career. I am against the solitary confinement of the wage slot. I don't want relief, a patch, a pretty good fix; I want a co-op; I want the resources of this land directed toward building co-ops; I am an anti-renter; I want to be in action, not act. I am an anti-renter; I am against corporate totalitarianism; I am against money that speaks for money; I am tired of blood dripping from the corporate blade; I am tired of ruined health, ruined minds, ruined worlds. Corporations: Official Sponsors of the Universe, holding exclusive rights, a monopoly, a huge return on investment. People: Official Nothings, designated consumers of corporate crap, corporate crime, corporate killings. Have a Coke and Smile! &*%^>#$&#%@$*!!! Rotted teeth ache for the corporate throat, the jugular that may not exist. But co-ops are like Kryptonite and I work toward the day when we replenish this land with co-ops like Kryptonite and no corporations survive.