Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Update on the struggle, May 2

    Day 0 + 1 after May Day 2010, the Glorious People’s Team took to the Field of our Founders to set forth against the imperial forces that are the Iceoplex FC. The People’s Team fought hard, and it is right and revolutionary to be proud of every Pub hero that day. The worthy strike from the foot of the Young Pioneer could have easily proven to have been all that was needed on the day, but like Cliff Richards, fascists are always trying to bring the TDFC down. Che James battled swiftly and strongly in goal, but with treachery and back-handedness reserved only for the most dastardly of foes, the Corporate stooges of the Iceoplex drew ahead of the People’s Team on the day. A so-called “penalty” was awarded to the corporate shills of the opposition after the People’s keeper worked like any good proletariat would to clear the 18 yard box.


    The deviant actions of the corporation ran so deep as to have re-routed the Ministry of Photography through a series of detours and dead ends, separating the ministry from the entouragical will of the People. In a display of cheap imitation, a member of the invading side set up as if involved with the collective, and proceeded to take account of the day. If not for the keen eye of the Pub Stasi, who knows what kind of spin would have been put on the evidence of the day! The camera was confiscated and this 'Peter Parker' was sent to corporate gulag, one different than the orchestrators of this treason envisioned to be sure. The confiscated camera left little to be gleaned as it exploded. Technicians recovered what can only be explained as questionable data.

    The kind of corporate thuggery on exhibition that day belies a truthiness overarching the match. With their generally decadent approach to the people’s game, the corporate shills of Iceoplex will do all in their power to live up to their pseudo-futuristic name. Unlike the futurists of the early 1900s, these adherents of the “new” ape the Italian futurists of the 1920s and embrace their fascist underpinnings. Like Comrade Stephanson said in the 25th chapter of Snowcrash, these types won’t be happy until a courier can skateboard from New York to L.A., simply by going through one franchise parking lot to another. Gross. Long Live the Collective! LONG LIVE THE PUB! Crush the Iceoplexes and all who follow their broken ideology. Futball for the Pub, Futball for the People, ALL POWER TO THE PEOPLE’S PUB!

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