I had a vision of the future days, One without golden bouoys or silk-clad popes; Where all the might of consumers harnessed, For health of earth and all the god

I had a vision of the future days, One without golden bouoys or silk-clad popes; Where all the might of consumers harnessed, For health of earth and all the god’s creatures. Without irony the downtrickle shall, be Fully potable. The Apotheosis of Californication Is Neither Roman Nor British