How millionaires see wage earners.

[Lilith7]

Don't despair, the Barons have a time tested remedy for disposing of surplus serfs. Before they start uniting, engage them as cannon fodder, to be handsomely paid in the new currency after the tumult and the shouting dies. Boldly ally us with either Ukraine or Russia dependent on the cost-benefit ratios offered, and send off our gallant Serf Infantry to the sound of the new patriotic music being  composed by the Baronial Music Think Tanks.  Those not volunteering for this brave new world will of course be tried and shot as cowards in the time tested way. Their relations will of course not inherit anything as it will all lawfully pass to the Barons under the new laws.
Bishop Brian will bless the proceedings if he knows what's good for him.
The Greens will support it as it reduces overpopulation of the planet, and they've been promised new cycleways as the former depressed areas become urban parks.

Ah yes - fight for 'King & country', fight for 'democracy'. I'm sure the McBishop will bless the proceedings; he's on the side of profit & likely has shares in arms & undertaking businesses so knows what's good for him. Besides, some young men tend to look rather good in uniforms. At least while they're still alive...

My sons are happily, too old to be sent off to 'save the world' & I've made it very clear to both grandsons that if there's ever a war I intend to remove a toe or too so they're unfit.
 Fairly sure they didn't believe me.


Not even slightly patriotic music.
Buffy St Marie
The war racket.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GzG_4e8yGew

Lyrics

Ooh you're slick
You investors in hate
You Saddams and you Bushes
You Bin Ladens and snakes
You billionaire bullies
You're a globalized curse
You put war on the masses while you clean out the purse
And that's how it's done war after war
You old feudal parasites just sacrifice the poor
You've got the cutting edge weapons
But your scam's still the same as it's been since the Romans
It's the patriot game
It's the war racket
You twisters of language
You creeps of disguise
Your disinformation
Like worms in your eyes
You privileged bankers
You gambler thieves
You profit on war
There's less money in peace
That's how it's done time after time
Country after country, crime after crime
You pretend it's religion and there's no one to blame
For the dead and impoverished in your little patriot game
Honey, that's the war racket
Got the world's greatest power and you team up with thugs
Make a fortune on weapons, destruction and drugs
But your flags and boots and uniforms start to all look the same
When both sides are killing in the patriot game
It's the war racket
And that's how it's done, and you've got our sons
In the cross-hairs of horror at the end of a gun
And your national anthems start to all smell the same
When all sides are dying in the patriot game
It's the war racket
And war is never, ever holy
It's just a greedy men's dream
And you two-faced crusaders
Both sides are obscene
War's not made by God
War's made by men
Who misdirect our attention while you thieves do your thing
And that's how it's done
About every thirty years
The rich fill their coffers
The poor fill with tears
The young fill the coffins
The old hang a wreath
The politicians get photographed with their names underneath
It's the war racket
It's the patriot game
It's the war racket
Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Buffy Sainte-Marie