Howl the Problem of the 21st Century

First Du Bois got it all wrong, waxed all poetic in error, and then complacently proclaimed:
"The problem of the 20th century is the problem of the color-line."

And then others came along and said Du Bois was even more prescient than he himself could have known. The problem, said the new philosophers, of not only the 20th century but also the 21st and presumably the 22nd century will still be the problem of the color-line.

They too, like their intellectual ancestor, were wrong. 

The central problem of all times has always been the problem of the greed-line. The desire of the few to grab the all at the expense of the many in defiance of our shared humanity.  The insatiable appetites of the diseased minority to organize their sense of Self around stealing from the Others...  

In other ages before our own, the potential of this problem to toss our wills to sing common human songs has always been there, staring like the ghost from haunted dreamscapes. But we survived because no one made a religion/ideology/morality/God of human greed. The banter of cautionary tales always stood, sometimes precariously but always determinedly against hordes of greedy bastards supposedly acting out the will of God...

Until. Well, until we came up with the wonderful idea that for "everyone" to be happy, some have to become slaves, others cleaned out, and the rest transformed into succulent zombies begging the varied appetites of those who tossed Titans off Olympus and assumed God-shapes/Greed-shapes.

The same pseudo-heroes who arrogantly declared the end of history because somehow their banker friends suddenly found themselves in "unassailable" positions of power and their politician acolytes could order all kinds of incessant freedom wars to kill and kill and kill again in the name of some "democracies" only they in their exalted follies could understand.

Those who created the conflagrations of Babylon and asked for the keys to Persia and then installed Blackface to do PR for their increased appetite for blood their bloodlust I say their deathwish upon all of us including themselves except that they did not could not know just how stupid they were...

But we woke up one day and remembered the ancient wisdom of our ancestors that say that you do not burn communal barns in order to satiate single hungers...

You do not burn our collective homestead just because you want to live in a mansion in Hollywood in Beverly Hills on the Moon at wherever else your sick mindscape has drawn as your manifest destiny of now

 And our children marched on to New York to Paris London to  Rome to Toronto to Hamilton
And asked questions that Mayor Bloomberg Sarkozy Cameron Berlusconi Harper said could not should not be asked

Questions about why it is that some bleed the all and get bailed-rewarded so that more would bleed all over again
Questions about why we want to live in dignity but those who claim they are appointed by God on our behalves insist that our fate should be only in the gutters looking into the ravines

And while they asked these questions the blood of our kinsfolk in Tripoli in Benghazi in Sirte in Mogadishu in Abidjan in Baghdad in Kabul cried out:

One of these days the poor will have nothing left to eat but the rich but the thieving rich but the evil rich
And oh, the Lord God of the harvest shall endow the cannibalistic poor with one hell of a sickle
For the harvest of the few fed fat on our fees and fears the sumptuous dinner of the rich that must die

And as Du Bois himself would have howled if he were not caught up in small details,
The problem of the 21st century is the problem of the greed-line
And we will have some exciting skirmishes yet.
Howl howl the darkening night howl howl howl the coming bloodbath!!