COMMERCIAL AIRPORTS take great care to exclude weapons and explosives from their passengers’ bags and accessories. Why bother when authoritarians can bypass security regulations and restricted airspace with armed drones? US officials brag that they killed the world’s Number One Bad Guy, an Iranian major general named Qassem Soleimani, who they claim was responsible for American casualties. Naturally the precision airstrike killed Soleimani’s entourage as well, including Brigadier General Hussein Jafari Nia, Major-General Hadi Taremi, Colonel of the Guards Shahroud Mozaffari Nia, Captain Waheed Zamanian, Abu Mahdi al-Muhandis, deputy-commander of the Iraq’s Peopleâ€™s Mobilization Forces, and Mohammad al-Shibani, Muhandisâ€™s son-in-law. No word yet on what their crimes are alleged to have been, had charges been brought and the group been summoned to a court of law, as would be done in any self respecting international law abiding society. Anyhow NBD, the U.S. of Assholes has traded its nocturn Seal Team raid Death Squads for MQ-9 Reaper drones guided by War Room extrajudicial assassins. And Yanks no longer shy away from Death’s Head nomenclature. We’ve gone from Predator drones to Reaper. Ha ha “Grim Reaper” get it? America Fuck Yeah! No, you dumbfuck blimpnecks, that drone is actually a sower. Of a grim harvest.
Las Vegas mass shooter Stephen Paddock is not a terrorist. That’s not because you or anyone is a racist for thinking only darker-skinned Jihadists are terrorists. “Terrorism” is a bureaucratic contrivance, as in, The Global War On Terror. It means nothing, but apparently provides legal justification to enforce American global hegemony with military strikes on “supporters of terror”. Of course it doesn’t. It’s artifice. Naturally the public wants to see the charge of terrorism applied equitably to all mass murderers who terrorize the public. Like they want to see police brutality applied liberally to white crime suspects not just black. Like they want to see children charged as adults when the media is fomenting their anger.
Terrorism is a semantic contrivance. It’s how we denounce US adversaries and their desperate means to counter our asymetric military superiority. Our bombs don’t terrorize, their hand delivered bombs do. The Nazis accused resistance fighters of being terrorists.
“Hate Speech” is another contrivance. Priests used to be allowed to burn parishoners for it, priests called it blasphemy. Secular indignants avoid calling it heresy. The Enlightenment was supposed to mark the west’s transcendance of the fear of heretics. Hate Speech is how Americans dismiss unsavory opinion. Fortunately the courts have struck down hate speech laws for what they always were, violations of the First Amendment, but the concept is still a litmus test by which the public wants to pin the ears of irritating speakers.
Likewise the term “genocide”. THAT’S a crime only other nations commit. And only when retaliation suits our agenda. After Rwanda, the UN contrived that charges of genocide mandate international action. As a result, genocide doesn’t mean genocide unless somebody wants to invade. Oil interests are currently eyeing Burma.
Terrorism, hate speech, and genocide are real things, but they are real offenses of which our government is far more culpable than you, or the random deviant individual white male mass shooter.
Does it matter then, if individuals are accused of terrorism when the state is not? I’ll offer you two examples of other contrivances. Conspiracy and racketeering. Both are heavily trafficked by our corporations and government, but easily applied to people whose enterprise authorites want to deem criminal. I just witnessed the trial of two legal reform activists, charged and convicted of both counts. When the law applies to you and not to those enforcing the law, it’s time to stop cheerleading for the prosecution.
Stephen Paddock terrorized, but who do you really fear now that he’s dead –another random white man with too many guns? I’ll wager you’re afraid of the too many guns, their too wide availability, or the purveyors, who keep assault rifles legal in the US to obfuscate the mass manufacture of guns for international arms trafficking. The weapons industry terrorizes.
Judged by intent, the common wife beater is a terrorist. No question, but see? The distinction is unhelpful. How about we call Stephen Paddock a SNIPER. He was that. The Route 91 concert venue was his paramilitary free-fire zone. Paddock may now hold the world record for most American citizens sniped, but his feat pales as uniformed North American white male snipers go.
US Navy brass are upset that a Chinese vessel pulled a US unmanned submarine drone from the South China盈彩彩票 Sea and kept it. That’s against the rules apparently, Admiralty, whatever. They point out the drone belongs to the National Oceanographic Office, the information it gathers is unclassified, and it’s piloted by civilians. Sorry but “civilian” is synonymous with “contractor” and the Navy needs to rename its underwater glider drones if it wants to pretend their function is oceanic research. The drone fished out by the Chinese is called a “littoral battlespace sensing” vehicle. It may be unarmed, but there’s nothing environmental, humanitarian, collegiate, or goodwill-tourish about BATTLESPACE. China盈彩彩票 has been asserting territorial claims in the South China盈彩彩票 Sea, so whose “battlespace” is it?
Ok that’s just stupid. But it’s his attack ad and I guess the scriptwriters for his campaign know what they’re doing. Polishing a turd, really. It starts with an attack on Hillary, good, she needs to be verbally slapped around a bit. NOTICE: I don’t advocate hitting people. Talking smack is way more effective and it’s also morally correct. Same with her declared opponent.
First off. it AIN’T Trumps america. He doesn’t own the place. Nor do his disciples. Then there’s the fact that America is actually two continents, and only one part of one continent is going to be represented by whichever morally corrupt power freak “wins”. and much as it upsets some citizens of the United States, the US doesn’t own even the U.S.
The dispute over the so-called right for the oil industry to put in a pipeline anywhere they god-damn please is roaring big at Standing Rock. The White Supremacists who want to put Trump in power, how much do you want to bet on whether they support the Lakota or the Oil Fat-Cats? Trump’s handlers haven’t allowed him to make a
stateHatement because they’re sure he’ll fuck it up. Hillary has with her silence on the way the Taxpayer (federal) subsidized police who are in effect subsidizing the Oil Companies, are treating the Lakota. And people from more than a hundred other tribes. Nor has she or Mr Trump said anything in support of actual Indian Sovereignty. They’ve both made statements against it in the past. Now their handlers are hoping it goes away sometime in the next 8 weeks. Ha ha! Ain’t happenin’, babies.
Chump’s most outspoken disciples believe he’ll make a White Rule Republic in the sad little portion of america called the United States by literate people and idiots say it like it’s all of america. And the world for that matter. If Chump wants to explain how that would be even legal or rebuke his disciples, one or the other, that would be a good start at REAL discussion. As it is, his disciples are going around telling us that “when” he gets elected the rest of us are going to do what Mr Trump tells us Or Else. That, too, is STUPID. You would have to be suffering drug induced Moron Episodes to believe you’ll be running anything regardless of who “wins” the election. It will be who has the biggest minority of the vote, especially if you count those who vote to refuse.
In other words, the people on any side of the divide ain’t going to do a single squeaky fart about anything that even resembles making the Other Side do their bidding. Do yourselves a favor, stop going around saying that either Hillary or Donald will substantially change the Corporate Police State. You’ll seem to be more lucid, sane and intelligent if you just drop the stupid-ass crowing about what you’ll do After The Election.
The raw facts in the issue are that America stopped being either a Democracy or a Republic before the ink was dry on the constitution. It’s, to misquote Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address, Government of the People, by and for the Corporate Bigpigs and if you ain’t got the will to have a real revolution you ain’t gonna do anything about it.
December 6th 1907, a coal mine in Monongah West Virginia. 300 + miners killed. Explosion. Lots of widows and orphans. If you look for the origins of Father’s Day on google you get about three pages of purest crap about it being a brainfart ummm. brainstorm by some lady in Spokane three years later. There were lots of coal mine explosions, between coal dust, methane and the need for lighting inside of each shaft. This was the worst in U.S. history. Now instead of killing dozens of miners quickly and all at once, the Coal and Petroleum and “natural gas” fracking operations and strip mining big bosses like to spread out the death over generations. You know how some people say “I’d like to say that whatever crap” but, no. I wouldn’t like to say that I sympathize with the creators of the mythological First Father’s Day in Spokane. I’m sure a lot of people prefer the feels-good-gee-gosh-golly crap explanation. Because the truth is really ugly.
Like I said, the Big Energy companies make it seem safer, by omitting the part about how your soil, water and air are contaminated by shit from their wells, fracks and strip mines. What we don’t know won’t hurt them in court. And of course whine and snivel, like Jack Graham, that all those pesky regulations like “don’t dump your oil gas and coal trash into our drinking water” are somehow hurting the Little People. It’s a tiresome argument. That and they want to “develop” the energy resources just to give us opportunities. Which is bullshit. They only want the opportunity for their stockbrokers and other criminal connections get paid. They don’t give a fig about our bottom line. We’re expendable, the same as the mountains and streams. The only time they think about our needs, like clean air, water and soil to grow food, is “How do we con these guys into letting us come in, fuck up their entire world and leave as soon as we are no longer showing a profit?”
Get in, rape the land and rob the locals and get out. So, no, I don’t prefer the upbeat crap about the origins. It’s a story the Big Coal companies use to hide their guilt.
Hu-wi. That’s Cherokee for “hu-wi”. The Silly Season is on us. Every election year we get bombarded (“we” defined as anybody trying to get information to process and mold our separate opinions) by something called The Expressed Original Intent of The Founding Fathers, with both the Founding Fathers and any coherent shared-by-all-or-even-most Americans beliefs at the time of the revolution being as elusive as the majick unicorn who bears the faerie who guards the Holy Grail. And almost as easy to catch. One opinion artist put the number of F.F. persons as 3 (THREE) being Ben Franklin, G. Washington and T. Jefferson. Out of the 4 million humans counted in the first U.S. Census. Three. Two of whom were slaveowners. Franklin didn’t have slaves, Washington didn’t write in his diary every or any instance of screwing his slaves but Jefferson did, at least on one particular victim. The “serial” part is the long term multiple times the self-made bastard abused one victim in particular, Sally Hemings, aged 14 at the time of the first assault. He would have gotten a life sentence for it today. This muddies the pool of Founding Fathers and the interpretation of just any of the Divine Precepts by which, according to some, every act of the US and state governments must be measured. In shorter terms, bullshit.
A great steaming pile equal to or greater than =/> the annual output of the Great State of Texas. For all or even any of the Original Intents of the Foun… eh, whatever to be relevant or even known or opined by modern Americans, every psychic wannabee in the world would have to (coordinated with all the others) hold daily seance sessions.
Which would be a more productive use of their time than the usual activities.
Recap: Slavery being a hot issue at the time with more than any two or even few interpretations of what constitutes slavery being as elusive as the Majick Unicorn and all the rest of my snarky first paragraph, and that only one issue on which the so-called founding fathers violently disagreed. See Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr Duel on wiki or google. I’m not going to make a link on that. Except for a mental link, free for the taking by any and all.
To finish out the beginnings of that paragraph, slavery was just one of the Original Intent bullshit questions we’re supposed to answer by just grabbing the answer out of the æphemera or maybe just your momma’s rectal orifice, voting rights, (originally denied to 90% of Americans at the time), conscription, definition of Common Defense, public welfare, citizenship issues great and small…
And we’re supposed to make election of quote “our” quote “leaders” based on that. Aaron Burr and Jefferson would be in prison for life if they were majickly reincarnated and pulled their bullshit crimes today. And that’s just the start.
Another number, contested of course, approximately 80,000 free white Militia and Continental Army at the most At One Time in the revolution, 20 thousand mercenaries fighting for the US, 25K privateers (pirates and other outlaws just doin’ their little ol’ thang, meaning murder and robbery, baptized by War as being legitimate) on the American side. The British and their allies were outnumbered. And that will be rightly challenged. However, before barking, please consider that no pinpoint accuracy exists as to numbers. There’s not even a consensus as to the vast number of Amateur Historians doing the counting. You’re on your own, kid. The estimate of casualties is that more American soldiers died of disease and malnutrition than by bullets, sword, cannon or rope.
In the immortal words of K-TEL marketing, Now How Much Would You Pay? But Wait, THERE”S MORE. More than I’m going to put into this treatise.
Again, you’re welcome. History is so blatantly arbitrary and the individual historians, those with doctorates as well as the dufus on the next barstool, will never agree on each and every point. Please consider that the next time you feel like spouting out the OPINION that another Historian, like for instance in the Ward Churchill controversy, should be hanged for not agreeing with your OPINION.
or when some politico tells you that the ghost of Jefferson told him to tell you (in a dream of course) to vote for his agenda… just before he got back onto the Majick Unicorn and rode away into the mist. You can ponder how this effects the War Agenda and the decisions on who must die. On a daily basis.
And don’t go raping your slaves. It just ain’t cool, yo.
Not quite the July 4th holiday. More like the commercial hit movie of that name about an Alien Invasion being repulsed, from 1996.
For those unable to do simple math, that’s 20 years ago. So The Army (which army? you may ask) is using the success of the film as a recruitment advertisement. Yes, dear readers, even in the culture of fear created in part by the Pentagon, as a service to their Rich Masters, the army and so forth and so on find it necessary to spend taxpayer bread making ads to let people know they can get a job killing people.
Because, you know, some of us might forget that such an opportunity exists.
May the 4th be with you…
That started as an intellectual or at least nerd pun. The underlying fear slowly builds up.
As does the deficit, the vast majority of which is subsidizing wars which in turn are a giveaway to corporations like Monsanto and Boeing and General Electric.
Any of our readers Green Berets or some similar elite unit? I know the puppetmasters don’t allow you to think for yourself, but you can do it anyway. That “Freedom for Those Oppressed” motto is bullshit and you know it. Just like the Strategic Air Command that now is incorporated (a devastatingly apt term) into StratCom aka The Artist Formerly Known As SDI or popularly Star Wars. The motto was “Peace Is Our Profession” which the men and women of SAC modified unofficially to add “but killing is our hobby”.
It was for the longest time a rebranding of Bomber Command. The mission was and still is to keep a sham Pax Americana peace-by-terrorism, the Two-Superpower model was called Mutually Assured Destruction, or the MAD doctrine. The theory that the Soviets wouldn’t bomb us because we would automatically destroy them. The Third World would be left to grow a new civilization.
So, soldier/airman/sailor/marine, what if the Mayan rebellion in the Yucatan actually does something like burn down the Monsanto mutant GM corn being grown to make fuel for American SUVs?
Something that would have a very legitimate reason. The land was appropriated at US gunpoint from the Native Americans such as the Maya and pushed the Zapatista movement to rebellion? Will you go there, blindly following corporate orders and blindly believing the bullshit about liberating the people?
Because Monsanto’s paid-under-the-table Congressional Representation which is supposedly “ours” but really only the part of “our” and “us” who are 1%. By the way, that 1% meme isn’t going away no matter how much the Corporates pay (then deduct from their taxes) to ridicule the notion… God I love concatenated sentences… but bring it back around, Monsanto’s highly privileged slaves will be all over the news media screaming about Terrorism. That Freedom for Those Oppressed doesn’t apply to Those Oppressed by US and British Corporations. The Mexican, Guatemalan, Nicaraguan, Salvadoran, Costa Rican etc people have had just under 2 centuries of being managed from Washington and London. Some American and British right wing will automatically jerk their knees by saying “Better than Madrid” which implies that the 1% are a slightly more benevolent dictatorship.
But the policy of giving communal land, seized literally at gunpoint, to Monsanto and the rest of their Banana Republic accomplices makes people starve. The corn that was grown before the Monsanto Mutant was forced upon them was actually edible. And even the Madrid dictatorship didn’t take that away from the people.
But we’ll use all the Star Wars technology to do it on behalf of rich bitches like Bush, Clinton, Trump, Romney, the usual band of merry pirates who strip the wealth of the world on the backs of virtual conscripts, the Economic Draft. Get the 99% to murder each other while the Draft Dodgers Bush, Clinton, Trump, Cheney, O’Reilly, Limbaugh, Romney etc etc etc… sit back feasting on stolen goods which might as well be the flesh of babies. Not fighting nor working for the privilege.
I hadn’t thought of it until a MAS briefing in Tech School (School of Health Care Sciences Sheppard AFB Texas) for which I have the lame ass excuse of being only 18 at the time. But, yeah, under the Hague and Geneva Conventions, medics and chaplains are indeed considered combatants. In one way, it’s a protective barrier, civilians could face charges within their countries, probably not very enlightened but with the aura of Civil Authority. (like: Texas, the US in general, etc…) Even in a Declared State of War, they could be jailed as criminals and given whatever civil sentences exist, including mutilation, death, beatings… but in War there are rules that sometimes apply. Unless the U.S. or Britannia over-ride it by calling it an Insurgency or (like Grenada) a Rescue Mission. Then there’s the Fremont County Paramedics… who served their pigmasters faithfully in the beating death of John Walter. And the privateers who run the jail as a for-profit business. I know the Medics got away with it (minus the eventual settlement of the civil suit) Yep. Smooth clean getaway on their part. I used to watch “Emergency” in the 70s, thought Paramedics were cool. These assholes ruined that impression forever.
See, at the Fremont County “Justice” center, the triple-lie “Correctional” “Health” “Care” corporate nurses and 1 doctor who nobody ever sees and the one Nurse Practitioner who sometimes is seen..
They ALL leave after the (mis)Medication Line in the evening. So if the coward scum like Sgt Green and Corporal Maas decide to beat down a prisoner while “restraining” him, they have the County Paramedics come to so-called examine and treat the prisoner for any injuries inflicted. And then to lie their collective arse off when somebody files a lawsuit against the murderous fascist freaks.
Perverted bastards, the whole lot of them. They take the jobs simply because it gives them a steady supply of victims. Sadists like that are drawn to positions of power. They literally get off sexually to exercising power against unwilling partners. The more violent the better. They can’t get off that way to a prostitute who pretends to be the Comte de Masoch to their Marquis de Sade. Unwilling and helpless or no jollies. The real thing or nothing. Rapists in the most raw sense of the word.
Vermin, really. In an advanced and enlightened society it would be legal to hunt them, possible a bounty.
The Paramedics would have one really important protocol when it comes to Chest Pain. They would be REQUIRED to check the person sporting the chest pain for heart attacks. Or pneumonia, pleurisy, bronchitis etc in descending order. Somewhere in their list would be Broken Ribs.
Painful, they are. Why didn’t the ParaMurderers not do those protocols? I knew John Patrick Walter.
He would have complained about 9 broken ribs. There’s more. I’ve experienced some very strong blows to the chest in my years. Even a few automobile accidents, being hit by cars.
Falling in the mountains. It’s redundant to say “on rough ground” because that’s exactly the type of ground you find there. Kicked in the ribs at Tae Kwon Do practice. By people who use their fists and feet to break bricks and boards and bones. Not one single fracture. Some deep bruises that hurt like hell. They broke 9 of his. NINE.
No way in hell he did that to himself. The force needed to break ONE rib is one that’s not going to be self-inflected. If you want to shout me down or troll the living dogs__t out me then you would dezerve this: Try punching yourself in the chest and see if you can break your own rib or any other bone.
Just as an experiment. You might not be successful or prove anything but that would make a helluva good video. You wouldn’t be able to break one rib but the pigs of Fremont County including the Medical Staff, the Paramutilation Squad and the county coroner insist that the injuries were self inflicted. The DA and Judges and the so-called Free Press cover up for their darling little piggies.
There were two men imprisoned at Colorado Territorial Correctional Facility who had just been shipped from the prison facility of the State Hospital at San Carlos. Couldn’t stand each other. Told the housing officers at Living Unit 7. The sergeant told each of them separately to “deal with it”. And placed them in The Same Cell. So one killed the other, stuffed him under the bunk and went to the Sergeant and told him what happened. Two weeks later there was a tiny article on the news where the Fremont County Coroner was quoted saying “probably a homicide”. That’s the level of Police and court concern when a mere Inmate gets killed. I know now why the Stovall brothers held court in the streets, shooting it out with the Pigs rather than simple surrender.
The Back the Badge types will of course disagree. To them I say that every badge already has a sadistic cowardly pig pinned to the back of it, so the Badge really doesn’t need any extra backing.
I’m not advocating shooting them. Stray bullets hitting innocent bystanders. And beside that there are enough people who are going to do it anyway. Nobody has to encourage them to do it. Nobody gets radicalized by clergy (who are considered combatants). They get radicalized by the Global Police State. By the torturers and interrogation specialists (they work together like nurse and doctor, not exactly the same thing) who are exporting the United Police State(s) around the world. I know I’m going to screw up the next part. Alle sieg heil am der Amerikanisch Reich. Some people would be intelligent enough to understand it.
When you see “stakeholder” it’s the brushoff. When government representatives hold hearings for stakeholders, they want to hear from monied interests and not you. Stakeholders are businesses and their periferal entities which may or may not include community members organized into public interest groups mobilized to grease private profits. Big Green. No room at the table upstarts or activated people whose stake is not commodified. In the West, stakeholders are energy companies, ranchers, and maybe an environmental advocacy group already willing to give industry what it wants. The stakeholder concept pleases conservatives who harken to the founding fathers, who intended the independent colonies be ruled by land holders only. When you’re a have-not, you haven’t a stake.
The January 2015 Smithsonian Magazine asks “Did Civil War vets suffer from PTSD?” which seems a progressive conceit from an arbitor of the accepted version of events. I think it’s useful to ask “Does a bear shit in the woods?” by which I mean, is it conceivable to you that bears don’t shit in the woods? Because your incredulity is critical. Apparently these days, history is written not by historians but by pollsters. Today the commonplace perception of history and science prevails as the dominant verdict. Whether Climate Change is real, or whether torture is torture, depends on how the public polls. Presumably truth being what we want it to be would poll favorably too.
While the Smithsonian’s question suggests to upend institutional dogma, dragging 19th century medicine into the 21st century, it’s actually the reverse. Doctors treating veterans have always known that nearly all people exposed to combat will suffer PTSD, ancient times didn’t favor acronyms perhaps, yet today’s spin doctors want public comprehension to pivot on a question, contingent upon whether is is. Of course DO BEARS sounds more objective than BEARS DO. It also smells of the dissembling of a torture doctor. TORTURE IS.
We’re AT WAR WITH THE ISLAMIC STATE! ISIS being not merely al-Qaeda in Iraq or Mesopotamia or the Levant, depending on who’s spinning your translation, but terrorists bent on establishing an Islamic State in Iraq and Syria! Someone is going to get an advertising award for the ISIS brand, though it sounds like an episode of Ad Men pitching a concept for Get Smart. What exactly is the West’s objection to an Islamic Califate? We already support the Jewish califate of Israel which has a regular record of far greater atrocities. If Americans are upset by the beheading videos attributed to ISIS it’s because ally Saudi Arabia doesn’t allow its frequent and similarly executed spectacles to be broadcast publically. Well, at least President Obama has abandoned the irrationality of a Global War on Terror, in favor of calling what critics have always known it to be, a War on Islam. When we’re finally candid we can admit we are defending Western imperialism from the forces who oppose usury, exploitation and slavery.
When Formula One racer Michael Schumacher broke his crown on a French ski slope last week, Meribel resort spokesmen went into damage control mode by declaring the speed champion was skiing “off-piste”. That’s Anglo-French for off-the-trail or out-of-bounds. Initial reports mentioned the specific slope on which Schumacher crashed, but subsequent press releases amended the account to reassure tourists that this downhill interruptus occurred outside of the permitted area. Isn’t that always the official line of resort operators and their insurers –ski accidents result when patrons stray where they’re not allowed? This theme puzzles regular skiers who know the back country is usually thoroughly demarcated and sealed. It was no surprise then when a bystander video emerged which showed Schumacher’s accident happening exactly where originally stated, on the Grand Couloir (trans: Big Corridor) between Mauduit and La Biche. Thus we discover the disingenuous definition of “off-piste”. It means the piste’s edge! Be it trees, rocks or cliff, it’s the most probable thing with which a skier can collide: the border of a groomed slope. Saying Schumacher crashed off-piste is like saying his Ferrarir didn’t crash at a racetrack, but rather against the track’s wall; or like saying a person didn’t fall from a building but rather died on the sidewalk. Now we know how so many ski accident victims got past barriers, substantial enough to deter most reckless impulses: They didn’t, they crashed into them.
Corporate media doesn’t want to do its job investigating or reporting on security state mechanisms and excesses, and it’s not going to let Edward Snowden do it either. Isn’t it curious that they’re able to allege Snowden’s leaks are “allegations” instead of …LEAKS? Of course they’ve only got their corrupt selves for peer review. The US press leaves the foreign papers to break Snowden’s documents after which it can accurately say the conclusions are “reported”, giving US officials a premise to dismiss the “accusations”. Except they’re not accusations, or allegations or conclusions, they’re unveiled fact. The US security agencies aren’t reportedly violating the privacy of citizens, they ARE! And no, “everyone is[n’t] spying on everyone” the security states are spying on their peoples. Neither you, nor I are spying on anyone, except maybe via Facebook. Our oligarchs and their world security apparatus are keeping close tabs on us via wildly illegal surveillance, to the bemusement of media talking heads.
NMT has for some time been writing about how the NSA is recording all phone calls and internet transmissions, not merely “meta” data. Of course our reports were suppositions, so THANK YOU EDWARD SNOWDEN for the confirmation. Any credible response to Snowden’s revelations, whether from the White House or Angela Merkel, must begin with expressing gratitude for the moral superiority of a brave whisteblower.
LOCKDOWN. The term has become ubiquitous, though lifted easily out of context, being self-explanatory. Its predecessor “batten down the hatches” used to be too. Before the advent of recreational sailing it came from a work environment synonymous with incarceration, in the days of debtors prison for penury, before which were slave galleys. As an idiom, batten the hatches still means to fasten things down, brace for difficult weather. “Lockdown” was used this week to describe the city of Boston, as its neighborhood of Watertown was swarmed by militarized police, the residents commanded to “shelter in place”, officers barking at them to stay in your houses, under penalty of being shot, by accident we like to suppose, for their own safety is the implication, or be arrested for obstructing justice. We’ve come to know what lock-down means. It’s a prison term for everyone stuck in their cell, until further notice, sometimes indefinitely. Colorado’s Supermax prison operates in a permanent state of lock-down. Of course in this age of school shootings –another self-defining expression, like “going postal”– lock-downs have become an educational tradition, and isn’t likening schools to prisons forcing an interesting slip into Freudian reality?
Students have always inferred they were inmates. Without looking it up, I’m now certain the expression “matriculation” was abandoned for its unfortunate implication of being compulsory. Before the middle class, vocational training was worse than mandatory, it was an inevitability. If of course a luxury –how far we’ve come. But our labor saving inventions weren’t meant to save our labor, that profit went to the hoarders of what we produced: produce, became grain, now money. With the means of production owned by the land owner, the rest of us are laborers once again. Underemployed, idled, in the lull of post industrialism, we’re put into lockdown.
And we accept it. Now we’re speaking of building walls to control immigration which means a macro lockdown. We’re prisoners of nation states and we’re breeding children in captivity who can never live Born Free outside zoos.
Boston accepted its lockdown. The media is reporting Bostonians are now catching their breath as if the restriction was some collective girdle. How long would the lockdown have seemed justified? I was rather hoping if the lockdown had extended, that Occupy Boston would have rallied to march on Watertown, to reject the premise that a manhunt for a solitary teen of dubious menace would justify unqualified 盈彩彩票 invasions without search warrants. I’m rather confident, had Watertown been a submunicipality of Denver, that the infamous cop-baiters of Occupy Denver would have flown their colors in the officers’ faces.
The police were hunting a fugitive teen accused of planting a crude bomb at the Boston Marathon. He’d fled a firefight with police after a car chase said to have involved pipe bombs and grenades, but whose? The suspect was armed and dangerous, but was he? The police also warned that he’d be booby-trapping the neighborhood. They searched houses not just to locate the fugitive, but to check that he hadn’t rigged unsuspecting houses. When he was finally caught there was no mention of his being armed. Perhaps that’s why they couldn’t immolate him like the usual felon, because his hiding place was fiberglass and the imaging devices gave away the fact that he was absolutely defenseless. What may have saved Dzhokhar Tsarnaev was perhaps less the virtual Cop Watch of oversight on police scanners broadcast over the internet, but that the young man sought refuge in a boat.
You might quarrel with my nautical analogy, there are perhaps less archaic idioms than “batten down the hatches”, but specifically it means to seal the hull, batten in this case being a verb referring to a tool for reefing the sail, and see, none of this translates anymore. As we lose the middle class, we lose our sailing terms, just as the working class has lost its fisheries. Hatch is still relevant to aircraft and spaceships, which the common urchin might still know virtually, but for how long prison ship Spaceship Earth?
Odysseus had his men lash (See?) him to the mast so he could resist the Sirens’ call that lured sailors to their doom. Literally battening him in lockdown, because beyond here lie dragons, sea monster mermaids who would waylay the course of Western Civilization, which now seems the better idea.
It’s probably older than Latin. “De mortuis nil nisi bonum” is a propriety imposed at death, as if to offer the deceased a false comfort that, however fraudulent the pretense of their reputation in life, they can take it with them. Well, most commonly, “Don’t speak ill of the dead” is a reminder not to rehash petty grievances in the face of another’s mortality, death being after all mankind’s mutual adversary. It’s a pact I suppose that’s meant to benefit everyone equally. But the tradition does sort of cement history as written by the victor, where revisionists dare not speak truth to power while that authority is alive.
I saw the adage used in a disturbingly upbeat eulogy for Margaret Thatcher in this week’s New Yorker. Disturbing because it was fair handed enough, but mired like New York City, insulated by the growing wealth and cultural disparity, in the Western master narrative. I find that not speaking ill of the dead is completely irresponsible with historic figures like Margaret Thatcher and Henry Kissinger. If we are prevented from hanging them to hasten their death, we must at the minimum garrotte their memory before it’s set in stone. To beat a dead horse.
SO I am going to brave the hypothesis that you can write about Twinkies without having to eat one. Actually I discovered Twinkie image aversion easily overcomes Twinkie the concept, and I don’t just mean examples like the phallic Strangelove Slim Pickens hat tip at right, excuse me? Even to look at the dubiously baked confections is unappetizing, so why do we think they’re edible? This might be a recurring quandary of mine to which short term memory blinds me. Why don’t we try to eat dirt? (Easy for a well fed person to ask.) Where do we get a hunger for breakfast cereals, but not processed pet food? Why do humans stop consuming a fruit at the seed or rind, yet question why those discards fail to interest animal life too? Taste? We grasp that fire consumes nutrients, a toaster sometimes terminally, but how do industrial processes blur how we discern between live food and dead? Is it box art? Which grocery aisle? Sugar and butter are both edible and inedible, with flour it’s the reverse –never mind, that’s not what I meant to write about, I wanted to address the sudden Soylent Greening of .
I know that vegetarians deride animal flesh for being inhumanely unsavory, but since when have “food activists” been motivated by what’s “gross”? Exactly. Gross has yet to stop sausage makers, and obviously the “Pink Slime” assault on ground beef production is food industry astrotruf. It’s a PR back-burn against the real public outcry, the wildfire of resistance to Genetically Modified GMO Frankenfoods.
I doubt if “where there’s smoke there’s fire” is a firefighting principle. It seems more suited for WMD witch hunt rumor mongering, failing to find fire, you decide smoke’s enough. Well it holds true for a smoking gun, but not smokers, hence, blowing smoke in the hyperbolic sense. What a horrible hearsay accelerator, and the most basic of post hoc fallacies, before schools phased out thinking.
Robert Fantina asks this question and answers it well in his excellent commentary The green on the maps above represent the original land that Palestinians had for their people back in 1946, now being rapidly stolen away by others up to the year 2000, on the maps, and continuing into the present…
OBAMA STRIKES A CHORD WITH MIDDLE CLASS SPEECH. What cynical populist fable-telling. President Obama delivered a speech in Kansas yesterday appearing to speak up for America’s middle class, as if he wasn’t the reddest-handed fox in the hen house. Once again President Hope spews Orwellian double-speak as he eviscerates the world’s social fabric. Yet the media trumpets that Obama’s speech “struck a chord” in a most pernicious stretch of dissembling. If Obama struck a chord, it was like a guitarist strikes a chord, on a wrong note, or ringing true, but to say Obama’s words resonated is to pretend that wasn’t entirely the product of media amplification. In Obama’s case, lined-in through spin effects – in guitar terms it’s called Reverb. To strike a chord used to mean saying something that hit your listeners just right. Is that what happened? Does our Nero have anyone convinced –beside our media– that he’s Spartacus?
I’m disturbed because President Obama chose Osawatomie, Kansas to grace with his forked tongue. , the father of American imperialism. BTW, the Weather Underground published its anti-imperial, anti-racism missives in an underground press magazine called Osawatomie.
The brutality of the Oakland Police against #OccupyOakland and Iraq vet Scott Olsen is prompting many to measure their eminent victory with ol’ Gandhi’s hopeful adage: “First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win.” Apparently we’ve reached the fight stage. Yeah no. Sorry folks but teargas and nonlethal measures while dressed in riot gear is still the LAUGH AT YOU stage. You’ll recognize FIGHTING. It’s what America does to everywhere.
Never Forget What? The Alamo? The Maine? The Lusitania? Pearl Harbor? Every example of a tragedy our government exploits has turned out to be a fraud. Interesting company then for Nine Eleven… Although the traditional syntax is “Remember the–“. Usually “Never Forget” has been proprietary to Holocaust remembrance. Curious they’d want to dilute the tag line for a mere few thousand WTC victims. It makes me sick at heart. The event was seared into our memories, television broadcast at half mast for days afterward the better to sober the public to a terrorist attack’s ramifications. So WHY must we Never Forget? Revenge? Of course it’s shorthand for “Never Forget, Never Forgive.” You want an eye for an eye? How about vigilance? To prevent an alleged 9/11, we might be best to NEVER FORGET what got us here, brutal imperialist abuse heaped on the rest of the world. That’s the perspective it would be good to remember. Never forget Bhopal. Fallujah. Abu Ghraib, Gaza and Cast Lead. “Never Forget 9/11” is one of the first slogans trotted out at anti-Palestinian rallies. Curiouser and curiouser. So I’ve got more ships for you: Never forget the USS Liberty, or the Mavi Marmara.
As to 9/11, never forget that you haven’t been let to get to the bottom of it. But you don’t have to tell people not to forget something they know. “Never Forget” is for propagandists worried their brainwash is leaking.
I just came across one of these in a parking lot yesterday, apparently the Jeep Rubicon has been out for a few years. This uber-alles thrillcraft sort of defines America’s sorry state of cultural illiteracy, wouldn’t you say? Julius Caesar didn’t violate Rome’s Posse Comitatus prohibition riding IN A Rubicon. Bad-ass as you wanna be, if your Rubicon is like the average off-road vehicle, it will never leave the pavement. Your Rubicon logo is just to remind one and all that you could cross it, if you knew where it was. The sorrier irony is that Caesar’s defiant act militarized the empire’s civil society and curtailed its democracy.
The netizens are revolting. On the eve of US “austerity measures” the Twitterverse is crowdsourcing its ire against the de facto seat of world government. The unprintable hashtag won’t trend on social networks — it’s alleged, even as momentum builds like a movie title mashup. Typical sentiment: FuckYouWashington for putting profit above people. The laundry list of injustices is staggering and as a political party platform, it’s writing itself. What is democracy but crowdsourced grievances in search of redress? As tweeters hurry to open external floodgates, it’s going to be interesting to see which if any of the social networks decide to unleash its participants from the censorship which constrains the profanity they want to share. #FuckYouWashington for your mass murder, inhumanity, enslavement, penury and usury and then telling me this hashtag is profane.