The Misfortune Teller ("Orwellian Travesty Foretold")

“The war ... if we judge it by the standards of previous wars, is merely an imposture. ... But though it is unreal it is not meaningless. It eats up the surplus of consumable goods, and it helps to preserve the special mental atmosphere that the hierarchical society needs. War, it will be seen, is now a purely internal affair. ... In our own day ... [t]he war is waged by each ruling group against its own subjects, and the object of the war is not to make or prevent conquests of territory, but to keep the structure of society intact. The very word "war," therefore, has become misleading. It would probably be accurate to say that by becoming continuous war has ceased to exist. ... A peace that was truly permanent would be the same as a permanent war. This -- although the vast majority of Party members understand it only in a shallower sense -- is the inner meaning of the Party slogan: WAR IS PEACE.” — George Orwell, 1984.

He rots in Belmarsh Prison, waiting
while some “judges” take their time
dithering, procrastinating,
trying to invent a crime
suitable for justifying
extraditing those defying
CorpGov. Any charge will do.
No need for it to be true.
Julian Assange reported
what The Inner Party loathed:
Oceania unclothed.
So he now must be deported.
Vengeance rules in Airstrip One.
Just get the bloody business done.

US, UK, and Australia,
Sweden for good measure, too,
Fascist Lawfare bacchanalia:
Orwell’s nightmare through and through.
Newspeak-spouting/“English”-speaking
“courts” – of rank injustice reeking –
play at “legal” argument.
Innocent to prison sent.
There to wait for more “proceedings.”
Outcome predetermined first.
“Government” must slake its thirst:
punishment -- or “legal” bleedings --
from the lives of those who print
what they ought not even hint.

Every day incarcerated
for no “crime” but “risk of flight,”
meaning freedom, long awaited,
exercised – as is his right.
Who would not evade Big Brother
or one of his little other
sibling vassals if one could?
Not a question that one should.
Innocence presumed, they taught us
early on in grammar school.
Some of us not quite the fool
thought that meant no one had bought us
and that guilt must first be proved.
Now, just have the man removed.

Bankers had a "Law" enacted
sometime in the First World War.
Never since that time retracted
(as in Nineteen-Eighty-Four)
seeking “spies” who lurk among us
fear of whom has quite unstrung us.
Thus, this “legal” Holy Grail,
first to locate, then to jail
those whom we suspect of failing
to keep silent at our crimes.
Just as in Medieval times
Truth must not have its unveiling
lest the public grow to like
“kingly” heads upon a pike.

“Ess-pee-oh-nage” (wartime spying)
when no war, in fact, exists
means that Peace is War, supplying
“reasons” why this “law” persists.
Power finds this Act appealing:
“War” as foolproof means of stealing.
A-is-A “identity.”
Syllogism: logic-free.
Aristotle called it “being,”
that which “is” or might just “be.”
Self-contained tautology
keeps the proles from ever seeing
how “War” keeps them poor and sad.
Peace, of course, just makes them mad.