This is an archive of the former website of the Maoist Internationalist Movement, which was run by the now defunct Maoist Internationalist Party - Amerika. The MIM now consists of many independent cells, many of which have their own indendendent organs both online and off. MIM(Prisons) serves these documents as a service to and reference for the anti-imperialist movement worldwide.
Maoist Internationalist Movement
This is an archive of the former website of the Maoist Internationalist Movement, which was run by the now defunct Maoist Internationalist Party - Amerika. The MIM now consists of many independent cells, many of which have their own indendendent organs both online and off. MIM(Prisons) serves these documents as a service to and reference for the anti-imperialist movement worldwide.

MIM is your physician, so get used to it:

Amerika, you fat pig

We know you can't see them or hear them--those soldiers and civilians dying in Iraq for example, but we also know you can feel them in your chest.

There, that pain was Victoria Snelgrove dying when police shot her dead while celebrating the Red Sox victory. Then there was a whole series of twinges, you felt without seeing in your chest. Those were 9 Marines killed in Iraq, just before Osama Bin Laden showed up on TV. You think you feel nothing for the Japanese civilians killed, and you don't even think about the Iraqi civilians, but your arteries do.

Yes, you thought it was a one time thing, but then Monday before the election, you had another pain. Another u.$. soldier died. Of course you do feel tension about what is going to happen after the next president comes to power: not all the Abu Ghraib photos have been released yet.

You seem to think you can look at any dessert you want in the world, but while you sit down to snack on Iraqi oil, your arteries stiffen. You take a completely flexible flower of youth and build a tank around him. You brainwash him and then repress any residual humyn thoughts he may have with military censorship. Then you still wonder why you have those pains. Black Sabbath tried to tell you about those stiff, stiff "Iron men."

We Maoists prefer to specialize in thin patients, the ones being starved to death by your beloved u.$. agro-companies. 99 out of 100 of us Maoists practice on thin patients. Most of our colleagues in the profession won't be wasting their time on you, but they felt bad enough about you to send us to talk to you anyway.

Like Bill Clinton, you've reached a point in your life where you need some serious surgery. In the meantime, you've got to stop chowing on everything that moves and don't even think about the buffet in Iran.

You're like the fat "Hott" rapper on Saturday Night Live. You're rolling around crushing pianos and expecting everyone to love you still.

You expect sympathy for less than 3000 dead on September 11th. Yet we know that you know you've been involved in bigger terrorism in the Arab countries.

Oh, you don't like what we say, you say. Sure, then go back to those other quacks--and they are all quacks. You can just check what they said about the Soviet Union in the 1980s and what we said would happen to it. Then see what they said before the Iraq War and what we said.

The quacks all told you to get fatter, every last one of them. Oh sure, some environmentalists warned you about your diet, but everyone knows that environmentalists are completely naive of politics and economics. That leaves you with just us here at MIM as your physician or some quack who is going to tell you to get fatter. It's your choice.