An arms factory in every state means jobs WAR, jobs WAR, jobs WAR.
A fantastical headless creature with two long legs, long talons and claws for feet, and blades for hands, traipses across a landscape filled with war machines. There are military tanks, war ships, landmines, drones, and stealth planes. Instead of a head, the space is occupied by the words, “JOBS JOBS JOBS”. Above, the text states: “An arms factory in every state means jobs WAR, jobs WAR, jobs WAR. — D. Minkler”
