“D.C. WITCHES Hex United Fruit,” Guardian (1969)
Last Wednesday was a rainy day in Washington, a perfect day for witches to emerge and terrorize the countryside, as the old myths go. Eleven women, looking like countless secretaries streaming through downtown office buildings on their way to lunch, took an elevator up into the building at 1511 K St. NW here, where the United Fruit offices are located. They entered a door marked Women’s room, and emerged WITCHES.
Armed with drums, a steaming cauldron of banana peels with Chiquita labels, hexes and leaflets that spoke truth, they cackled and screamed down to the sixth floor and into the United Fruit offices to spread their evil:
United Fruit makes lots of loot
By robbing the poor who picks its fruit.
Bananas and rifles; sugar and death.
War for profit; tarantulas’ breath.
United Fruit makes lots of loot,
The CIA is in its boot.
Workers unite; the dictators fall:
United Fruit perish; freedom for all!