Oh our Constitution. Three branches of government. Can you name them?

Judicial (Courts).
Executive (President).
Legislative (Congress).

Three branches. None will have more power than the other. Do you remember this? Checks and balances. Tenth grade government class? No king or queen to run the whole show. Ninth grade Constitution class? No crazy judges writing law. Do you remember any of it? No bodies banded together. Checks. All that time? And balances. Those teachers trying so hard to turn you into a good citizen? The federal government.

Fuck. Fuck. Our fucking constitution. Pissed on and blacked out. Whited out. Burned. In its nuclear bomb proof tomb.

The Bill of Rights. The first ten amendments. Our enumerated rights. Rights not given by the government, but recognized as the right of every human. Every citizen of the United States.

The Fourth:

The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.

So. What happens when, 231 years later, the president, the executive, asks telecommunication companies, companies the framers could not even begin to imagine 231 years ago, to spy on Americans? To disregard to fourth amendment?

Why, they can’t answer. When congress, the legislative branch, brings them to the bar, they claim that the federal government has prohibited them from answering (SF Gate). And then they claim they’re caught in the middle of a battle of oversight between congress and the president.

I’m going to make this real easy for you people. Congress, at least until we can dissolve it and form a truly representative body, is the government. They have oversight. They’re responsible for keeping the president’s monarchy hungry self in check.

How have we come to this? U.S. companies spying on U.S. citizens and then refusing to answer to the U.S. Congress?

How do we sleep? Why are these streets not burning each and every and all night? Why are the streets of Washington not flowing with blood? How have we been so fooled?

Money and money and money. Get those greens in your pocket. While everything else fades away.

Historians, if they’re still around, two hundred years from now, will point to now, to 2001, as the end. It will be so clear. We point to Rome. Slap our heads. Of course, it was all so obvious. They would fall. England. They could never last. But we forget.

We don’t like to remember. America, like every empire, will fall.

But what do you care? You’re safe now. Even while your long distance provider provides transcripts of your phone sex with the girlfriend–her moaning while you fall short, already done–to the president. And refuses to answers the questions of congress. Yes.

We’ve failed. We’re failing. We’re dying. We’ll die. Quietly or loudly. It’s all up to us. Now. Right now. There’s no chance for a second chance.