Mark Jacobs Sketchlook around you, breeding your own collapse

before you know it you’ll be living like rats

more and more cannon fodder for the fanatics

depleted uranium leaching into the tigris

more blood to infuse the military industrial simplex virus

your self-induced fear and greedy fecundity

provide those soul less bastard with holy roller’s take of the taxes

they divide and conquer the populace

with splintering attacking on those more or less defenseless

railing and ranting against special interests

save their main, cancerous, to keep you all rabbitting along in ignorance

while they extract eden’s treasures, provided with government vouchers

leaving behind a scorched, sulfurous furnace

- Mark Jacobs, 10 March 2006 (”not the designer, not the St. Paul playwright; the hack cartoonist, bass player and instigator of punchline rock”)