Great Movie: "CHAPPiE" Science Fiction about a Law Enforcement Robot abducted by a Punk Gang and Taught to Love, Think and Kill.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chappie_(film)  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l6bmTNadhJE
In the near future, a mechanized police force patrols the streets and deals with lawbreakers -- but now, the people are fighting back. When one police droid is stolen and given new programming, he acquires the ability to feel and think for himself. While the robot, dubbed "Chappie (Sharlto Copley)," puzzles out human behavior, the authorities begin to see him as a danger to mankind and order; they will stop at nothing to ensure that Chappie is the last of his kind.

Robots in Love

Great Poetry/Rant by Eleanor Goldfield of ACT OUT! TV News Show... "The Good, the Bad & the Ugly of the Red, White & Blue."

https://youtu.be/-WuogAwtR8w The Poetry/Rant starts at minute 23.37 of her News Show.

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Act Out! is the alternative to depressing hopeless newscasts that only tell you the ills of this world without telling you the good. The really good - not the celebrity ..

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I don’t wanna leave on a low note – and I don’t wanna pretend that you can give hope a vote

coz it’s deeper than that.

So as you head out or stay in to celebrate or not celebrate this day –

whether you, like me, think we’d be better off without this capitalized shrink wrapped “land of the free” –

consider this.

This is not a happy birthday –

no THIS day is a hollowed pride in a longstanding genocide

This nationalist high – made to conquer, divide –

glittering smoke screens that just barely hide –

the fact – that:

America is not great.

And it never was.

for all, wasn’t meant to be – for all –

but for some.

So why should you, why should I,

put our hands over hearts –

and pledge allegiance to the legions still breaking the broken, old wounds aren’t closing –

why saddle your soul with the empire’s ode?

We’re owed –

more.

And we owe –

more.

We owe more to the early graves –

that were dug by our capitalist crusades –

we owe more to the fighters and builders –

who’ve been whitewashed from history –

we owe more to the kids coming up –

growing in smoke-filled air and poisoned soil –

we owe our toil –

to more than a flimsy facade – of freedom.

And we likewise – are owed more –

than a nation named, a constitution framed –

without us.

Yes, the idea of America is not great either.

And wait, just please pause



coz pontificating platitudes just feed agro attitudes –

the theorizing keeps us from realizing –

that we –

can do better –

than a crusty old constitution,

a resolution of, for and by – white, land owning men –

6 percent -of the population back then –

and still today, it remains –

a pedestaled holy grail –

that we fail to see past

to the future of what we could be –

beyond the American dream.



Coz inside these walls of an empire dying, we can keep rising –

we can aim higher than just getting by and

we can steal hope –

from a hangman’s white rope –

we can build dignity in the halls of a capitalist divinity, we –

can move past –

the blame game and masturbatory shame –

The nihilistic, masochistic fuck it all –

no, FEEL with me.

Wrap your shame in red, white and blue –

set it on fire so the feel-good warm pyre –

can bring us together to fight –

and to build.

Let’s make a sparkler out of our guilt

and burn it like rites of passage –

yes let’s now move past this –

we children of the empire are marked by our past

and the last thing we need –

is a solemn silence for all of those deeds…

a flag waving passive,

devoid of the passion –

of fighting – for liberation….

Liberates oneself.

Yeah, I WANT to be free –

and my will to freedom is tied right to yours –

bleeds over borders,

cue the requiem chorus –

for the empire’s creed.

It’s the only independence you should raise a glass to –

smashing the system in your mind,

and be free.

Free to be –

unAmerican.

A child of empire

that won’t sit on the sidelines but stands on the front lines –

with hope – and dignity.

A human humility –

a resolute – if not shaky – stability.

The solidarity –

beyond a fake unity.

Not for america –

but for people

and planet.


Happy independence day.