Infantilization anyone?/

18 May
O Tempore, O mores


We live in interesting times. Consider:
*Middle age women fancy teenage boys
*Young woman and girls covet the Barbie Doll look. All top, no bottom.
*Grown men fancy toddlers.
*Priests fancy young boys; seldom young girls or women.
*Mohels and Rabbis render the first blow job. Sometimes favor the honoree with herpes.
*Any young person with computer savvy has unlimited access to graphic adult pornography. A single touch to a classmate, however, can be a police issue.
**The penalty for conviction any of the above is a lifetime of civic ostracization as Sexual Predator without chance of commutation and a half-mile separation from all temptation despite the circumstance.
“Specific laws against piracy, slavery, infanticide, sedition and ground and air pollution and smoking reveal the antisocial activities likely to attract a reckless, greedy, frightened, mentally disturbed, or merely weak man or women of a specific era.  Until the modern, post industrial era, there have been very few laws against pedophilia”. Russell Banks. “Lost Memories of Skin”
O Tempore, O Mores
To visit a similar era we travel back to another failing Empire and observe the mores extant in old Rome.  In the first century BCE, on the island of Capri, Emperor Tiberius, out of favor in Rome and skulking in luxury until things cooled off, reveled as hordes of naked kiddies awaited his pleasure.
Women and girls, some men as well, emulated their version of Barbie by defoliating and depilating rigorously all those signs of maturity below the toga belt line.
Many posh villas featured graphic mural depictions of pornography of all sorts as wall paper.
Roman men made love to boys and other men but only to slaves and inferiors.
Perhaps what is astir now is, as it was then in old Rome, an unconscious flight from bleak reality into the envied bliss of the infant. Infantilization by large segments of society as reaction to sensed imminent collapse may be what is presenting now. The history of other failing states could be helpful to us now but the mendacity of the ruling classes prevent a realistic discussion of our future and dooms us to unconsciously covet or mimic the innocence of childhood as we slide past viability as a culture.


The War on Sanity/

16 May


USA vs Reason
Noam Chomsky,” We must bear in mind that the US is a very fundamentalist society, perhaps more than any other society in the world – even more fundamentalist than Saudi Arabia or the Taliban. That’s very surprising.”
 (Early in the Twentieth Century  fledgling Divines and the Dons at Princeton Theological Seminary in New Jersey brought forth the concept of Fundamentalism. The creators were ambitious and zealous: to defend orthodox Protestant Christianity against the perceived threat of Darwinism and liberal theology.)
 “Since I entered politics, I have chiefly had men’s views confided to me privately. Some of the biggest men in the U.S., in the field of commerce and manufacturing, are afraid of somebody, are afraid of something. They know that there is a power somewhere so organized, so subtle, so watchful, so interlocked, so complete, so pervasive, that they had better not speak above their breath when they speak in condemnation of it.” – Woodrow Wilson, from his book entitled The New Freedom (1913).
 Americans began to think seriously with Ralph Waldo Emerson in the nineteenth century but we gave it up and the meme died young. Since that era fifteen or sixteen decades of philosophical dark ages have been endured. Generations of charismatics, behaviorists, pragmatists and tinkers with serious thought have appeared and faded out. Jung and Freud sailed here together a hundred years ago with bad news for us yokels about the Nation’s soul and sailed away with even more misgivings. Jung waxed at length about the ‘American Complex’ that defied proscription. It defies still.
 Witch hunts in 1650 were echoed again in 1950 with more of the same intent; routing out of dissent and apostasy. America had become a fertile arena for bizarre sects featuring plural marriage, celibacy, co-opted psychoanalysis or witnessing and proselytizing. Many communities flourished, for the most part briefly, during outbursts of religious fervor called ‘awakenings’ or in times like the 1960’s, of social strife. Today eight out of ten Americans say they believe in angels. UFO’s anyone?
 Drums of War
* 1947.  National Security State Established. “Scare the hell out of them”. Sen. Vandenberg to  Truman. Decades of warlike rhetoric and ‘manufactured consent’ ensued. Each succeeding generation less equipped to think beyond the national charade than the last.
 War Department renamed Department of Defensive.  Massive buildup of aggressive military begins. Hundreds of overseas military bases established. Fewer and fewer questions asked.
 “The Russians are Coming was the cry.  Never mind they were a second rate power; lost 20 million people defeating the Nazi armies. An enemy was needed and one was produced. We believed that at any moment H-Bombs would fall on us.
AND they wanted to take away our money! So another Red Scare shook the folks. Communists!
All around. In our schools and universities. In Hollywood. State Department. Everywhere! In the Army. Oops…big mistake. Wrong target…our heroes.  Okay. It’s over. For now. Until we need them again, those *^&#@ Commies.
 Got a great replacement for the Reds. Yeah.  Even better. Terror. Can’t miss with this one. Could be anyone, anything, anywhere. Neat.  Start writing those DOD checks. Bonanza!
American psychologists involved in torture of terrorist suspects.  Science uber alles.
 A vast section of the American public cherry picks science.   It’s okay to ride around in space ships or split atoms to boil water or feed antibiotics to the chickens but whoa! … watch those soft sciences. Biology, fuggedabout it.  No monkeys in my family.  Anthropology, nix. Ditto carbon-dating, global warming, NDA testing, psychology and sociology, they’re all taboo.  Bible stories, now you’re talking!
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Revolution in Cuba.  What’s this? The guy with the beard taking our stuff. And the mob’s stuff. So what if he gave up his own family’s estates, he’s another *&^#@ Commie. Off to the Everglades! Train some fighters. Get some boats and go down there and shoot things up. We can’t seem to kill the beard so we’ll invade. Sort of. Uh…oh.
 Cuba Again, again. Missiles, from those Russkies. What to do?  WWlll, nah. Well, maybe. If they don’t take them back. What if we do have missiles all around the Soviet Union, we’re special. See
* Gaddafi hanging in Chad, scooping up uranium? Ronnie says, “Okay, Libya. Bombs away”.
* Grenada:  Communists again! Cuban workers seen on the island. Reagan freaks out. Invasion.
* Panama: Noriega, former US asset loses favor; country invaded, asset in prison.
 *Bill Clinton bombs Sudan. Many aspirins destroyed.
* Clinton again. Bombs Kosovo. Can’t permit a successful socialist state to exist. No way.
* 1950/1953  Commies again! Jet planes and tanks clash in Korea.  Major War. We call it  a “Police Action”. China and Russia get involved. TRUCE.
* 1990/2015  The incursions in Middle-East are primarily Police Actions but we call it ” War”.  Rowdy bunch there, so we leave. Come back. Leave?
* 1990  Iraq lured into invading Kuwait. Iraq invaded.
* 2001 Nineteen jihadists, most from Saudi Arabia attack US. Afganistan invaded. Oh, everybody does that. For the poppies, you know. Take a number. Wait your turn.
Now we’re broke. Owe everybody on earth. What happened? Had the best system ever seen. Made tons of money. But those foreigners wanted more…they wanted our gold instead of our beautiful greenbacks. What gall! We fixed them. Instead of gold you now get the”full faith and credit of the United States government”.  That shut them up from ’72 to ’86, alas, that’s when we became a debtor nation. Now we can’t get a moments’ peace. Money, money, money. There’s no money. What to do? Credit. Lots of it. That’s it. Print more money! Charge it. The kids will pay. Right? Sure.

[ Safe Inside the Establishment Vivarium ] or/

20 Apr
Why The Extreme Center Cannot Hold


“We have seen the development of a form of government I call the extreme centre, which currently rules over large tracts of Europe and includes left, centre left, centre right and centre parties.”  (Tariq Ali, writer, journalist, filmmaker.)
Although Ali bemoans this situation throughout Europe, it behooves Americans to insist upon ownership and originality. We invented it: we live it, perhaps we have exported it abroad but above all, it’s part of our “exceptionalism”.  Give us our due! “Engineering consent” was born here and morphed into “manufacturing consent”, the matured production of a century of effort. We must not be denied our handiwork.
It is now embedded in our very DNA. The last time there was even a slight lapse was during those awful sixties. You remember: sex, drugs and rock n’ roll. Tune in and drop out.  Off the pigs! Love Ins. Black Panthers. Weathermen.  Well, that’s all gone for good. We have our ways of dealing and they work. Left wing-nuts, peace liberals, “Nelson Rockefeller” conservatives, and old style mugwumps are now safely maintained within the Establishment Vivarium.
Establishment; (ecology) the process by which a plant or animal becomes established in a new habitat.
Vivarium; (Zoology) a place where live animals are kept under natural conditions for study, research, etc.  The Free Dictionary
Within this virtual vivarium the inhabitants embrace fondly the extreme centre.  In the following Tariq Ali references Europeans, but substituting Americans is easily warranted:
” A whole swathe of the electorate, young people in particular, feels that voting makes no difference at all, given the political parties we have. The extreme centre wages wars, either on its own account or on behalf of the United States; it backs austerity measures; it defends surveillance as absolutely necessary to defeat terrorism, without ever asking why this terrorism is happening – to question this is almost to be a terrorist
oneself. “
A byproduct of that busy century of  engineering and manufacturing consent is the corruption of language that accompanied a synchronized effort to sell soap and ideas with the same tools. An early casualty: the word war: as in war on poverty, drugs, cancer and the latest victim, war on terror.
Where did that last one come from? Not from history, apparently.  We considered our Indian foes as warriors. We fought the Red Coats from behind trees as militias or irregulars.  Campaigned against guerilla fighters in this Continent and elsewhere.  Now any perceived enemy, anywhere, even at home is a terrorist. A meaningless, catch-all phrase.  Tagging a shoe bomber as equal to an army in uniform, with a flag, representing a State such as ISIS, is nonsense. We’re still trying to tag the Russian Federation with that amorphous label.
“But if thought corrupts language, language can also corrupt thought.” George Orwell.
And that is why the Orwellian concept ‘double speak’ has settled in our fair land. Losing or relinquishing precise meanings of words renders clear thinking impossible. If a conversation or dialogue, at best difficult to successfully accomplish, has a corrupt element in language, all meaning is suspect. Laws, treaties and contracts and intentions are subject to suspicion.
Here again Tariq Ali focuses on the conduct of various governments as proponents of extreme centre activities and attitudes.: 
” Why do the terrorists do it? Are they unhinged? Is it something that emerges from deep inside their religion? These questions are counterproductive and useless. If you ask whether American imperial policy or British or French foreign policy is in any way responsible, you’re attacked. But of course the intelligence agencies and security services know perfectly well that the reason for people going crazy – and it is a form of craziness – is that they are driven not by religion but by what they see.”
 These clandestine operators are quite skilled in keeping us from understanding what the others see and perhaps doing something about it.  What may be overlooked is that to a degree all of the above players are democracies, at least in form.  So their policies must be at least token representation of the various peoples’ tacit approval.
Can we expect anything different to arise from such a base? Is this not the essence of what “consent of the governed ” professes to mean? Have not the governments gotten their fondest wishes by manufacturing that consent?  Have we not created the very people who now huddle for safety in the bosom of the extreme centre but are perhaps incapable of understanding the price they have paid to embrace that centre? 


The Little Cult That Could…

9 Apr
 (Apologies to Watty Piper. ‘The Little Engine That Could’)
After the birth of the new Judaic messianic/resurrection cult, a faithful band of zealots and seekers languished in the desert for decades until a stroke (un-stroke?) of genius courtesy of Saul of Tarsus. In a flash of insight or bad nerves on a desert road, Saul discerned what was needed for recruitment beyond the believing few was to eliminate male circumcision as a requirement for membership. The movement speedily metastasized.

With the removal of this hurdle all sorts of pagans, barbarians and converts are gathered into the flock. Even a few… (whisper) females.
I think I can – I think I can –  I think I can – I think I can puffed Saul, now called Paul, as he thundered about the countryside with his pious little engine called ‘The Proselytizer’.  As Paul, his zeal for the new sect ablaze; his former orthodoxy and persecution of those filthy apostates abandoned, he rides the crest of his new found cause.
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“I am a very important engine indeed. I won’t carry the likes of you!” cried the Apostle.  Summarily dismissed from the pilgrim train were women who refused to submit to the authority of their husbands.
Along with the other acolytes Paul spread the word from city to city throughout the Hellenized portion of the Roman Empire as far as Eastern Africa and South Asia. By the end of the first century over forty church communities were established as distant as Italy, Greece and India.

In an historical blink of an eye, actually in 392 AD,  Christianity became the official religion of the Roman Empire. I thought I could! I thought I could! I thought I Could! I thought I Could!

In the seventh century another group of descendents of Abraham wrote large on the desert sands. These fellow travelers look to Genesis and Ishmael, his oldest son for kinship. Islam views the others as “People of the Book” but insist on following the ancient founder in his surgical requirement for membership, unlike Saul’s carnal apostasy.

The folks were thriving and prospering steadily but one day in 1054 there was a spiritual train wreck. Things came apart and remain that way still. The Church of Rome and the Eastern Church were rent asunder by power struggles and the role of the Pope.

The Little Cult That Could blossomed in time into a universal phenomenon with millions of faithful as did the other; the followers of the Prophet.  Alas, in less then five decades another spiritual derailing.  The First Crusade. This was followed by two hundred years of on and off slaughter attempting to gain sovereignty in the Holy Land.

Almost a millennium fast forward.  The Sons Of Isaac are ensorcelled in the Holy Land doing a year round Masada Pageant.  The Sons Of Ishmael are at each others throats again, all over the place. Legions of understudies wait quietly in the wings for the principals to fail. Hushed strains in the far background whisper I really thought I could-I really thought I could- I really thought I could…I





27 Mar

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 La Cosa Nostra
Position: Capo di Tutti Capi
Note: Negative response to any requirement will result in termination of the candidate.
We acknowledge borrowing liberally from a similar Application/Job Description used by candidates for POTUS (President of the United States).  However certain activities were deemed 
egregious by Cosa Nostra standards and deleted accordingly.
*  Friends and allies are a necessary evil but do not ever weigh friendship above self interest.
   All loyalty stays within ‘the family’.
*  Rival organizations will be routinely vilified, harassed, betrayed and regularly
    subjected to extreme violence to confirm our hegemony worldwide.
* The strength and prosperity of our organization is dependent upon the ancient and
   honorable art of counterfeiting money. The candidate will facilitate this coinage vigorously.
* Money loaned out to friends abroad will assure their collapse over time as we will make   our usury painful by requiring them to sell off assets at bargain prices to pay us.
* The candidate will research, select and dispatch daily, orders for assassinations.
* Your foot soldiers are now peace keepers. The police have become soldiers. Continue this.
* Despite membership in the true Christian Church the candidate will fellowship (prayer breakfast)
   regularly with Jewish and (ugh) Protestant associates.
* The organization profited greatly during alcohol Prohibition. We are not enamored with the
    ‘dirty drugs’ currently in favor but are willing to let our ‘black’ operatives deal them for us.
* The vigorish (rate of interest) charged our friendly money launderers will be drastically lower
   than we charge others. Remember the money is counterfeit and of little consequence to us.
(Signature)——————————————————————— Candidate: Capo di Tutti Capi

D-Day: The War on Nature

23 Mar


We’ve witnessed an an interesting escalation in hostilities here in Freedom’s Land during the last five decades. First there was the:
War on Poverty, next we had the
War on Drugs, then the
War on Terror,now the
War on Nature (Undeclared, but in full battle array)
Many among us can recall the ardent rhetoric and solemn pronouncements when the offensive on Poverty began in the chaotic 60’s. We have to put this one in the lost column, sadly, as folks are poorer now than they were fifty years ago. The prospects for any reversal of this trend seem rather slim, unfortunately. First the country became hard-hearted, then it went broke, and the War on Poverty was lost; a righteous failure. Long term effects of this loss can be devastating.
Okay, how about the War on Drugs?  Won or lost? Well, at that same time, the 60’s, all those hippies and freaks were smoking those funny cigarettes right out in the open. Had to crack down, didn’t we? It was illegal. Throw them in jail. Thing was, soon as that happened a bunch of gangsters started smuggling dope, and killing each other, and we had to catch them and then we had to spray paraquat on the crops…ugh! and, wow…such a big mess. Now pot is getting to be legal all over the place! Isn’t that what happened before…like in Prohibition time… with the booze?  Trouble is, lots of potheads are still behind bars for stuff that is now legal.
That’s two in the loss column for sure.
Now let’s look at the War on Terror. On second thought, let’s not. Alright, alright, where to start?
Ruined cities, ruined countries, ruined GI’s. Dead people. Angry millions. That’s a start. And a finish…| 
D-Day has passed and we are far into in the War on Nature. It’s not going well at all. We may have to score this one a loss along with those others.  But if we do win this one; look out. Nature is not a good loser. In fact she can be quite vindictive. You might even say, Homicidal. Does the term ‘ scorched earth’ ring a bell?
The scoreboard calls it…0 for 3, probably 4.  Not so good folks but historically pretty much on the mark. We have to go back 70 years and include the wars with uniforms and flags and such hoopla, back to the War in the Pacific to find a clear-cut winner for the team.  Prior to that; a big leap back to the Spanish-American War. In the middle of the nineteenth century we posted another triumph over Mexico. That’s about it, friends. 3 for 20, unless you want me to count Grenada and Panama? I didn’t think so.
Getting back to the War on Nature, you can forget what you are told about the reasons for all the turmoil around the globe. We know all the stories of freaky storms, droughts, desertification and what is happening to the ozone; everybody has an opinion.  Take it from a fellow sufferer; these are classic allergy symptoms, that’s all.
  Folks, Mother Nature has become allergic to testosterone.  How will she ease her distress? Be wary. Very wary.

Industrialism, amen to that

4 Mar

The conversation needs to change, now. Right now. The old memes of capitalism vs communism vs sharia vs utopianism need to be laid to rest. They scramble the potential for a productive dialogue by flaming passions and closing minds. RIP old comrades! The overriding issue being ignored by all the exponents of the various ideologies is Rampant Industrialism and why it’s killing us.

Industrialism (Sociology) an organization of society characterized by large-scale mechanized manufacturing industry rather than trade, farming, etc Free Dictionary.

So much for the formal definition of industrialism. What should be of concern world-wide is the “ism” part. It’s foolish to fault the so called Industrial Revolution which brought ease and plenty to a made-by-hand world. It is idle to attempt to distinguish the moment when the plethora of goods and services began to define our lives. But in today’s entitlement society any movement to slow down or critique the flow of new “stuff” produces charges of apostasy or Luddism despite compelling evidence the planet is in trouble and the end of our life on Earth a distinct possibility.

Rampant Industrialism has become shibboleth; a collective lunacy that shows little sign of abatement before the mass goes critical and cannot be undone. That little imp of an ‘ism’ is hard at work. We no longer can endure the championing of pet ideologies and demonizing of all others. The grace period for grandstanding has passed and soap boxes need descending from, pronto.

These are the same reckonings that give voice, when the oceans rise and the tides threaten to swamp us, to the universal cry, “Save our cities!” That consuming, seductive impulse to dig it all up; to heat it to hard and to erect it toward the heavens is now worldwide. Wherever and whenever possible another phallic oasis goes up, along some waterway, somewhere. Behold the city our prized accomplishment, issues from the dread, near universal mind-set, of Rampant Industrialism.

A species that cannot stop short of putting one more motor vehicle on roads already burdened with one billion as of 2010 and heading for two billion in 2020 serves blindly the dark God of Industrialism. wasteland

A species so enamored of itself that even reaching 7 billion mortal copies is not daunted and blissfully assumes that ten billion meals will appear miraculously each day, cooked, served and eaten by those teeming minions. No untoward impact on an already overburdened planet noted or tallied, thank you.

“Save our cities!”. Forget our rivers, bayous, bays and deltas being salt water inundated thus threatening the worlds fish hatcheries. Never mind the seas receiving the flotsam and jetsam of all those flooded out chemical, fertilizer and nuclear installations that abut the rising waters. Also overlook millions of acres of cropland salt infused and barren. “Save the cities!… Please.” This, the catechism and orthodoxy of Rampant Industrialism, prayerfully brayed to the Patron Saints of Progress.

It don’t matter a smidgen if you are a dedicated anarco-capitalist; a world striding flat-earther or a ernest Rosicrusian, if your contribution to the future of mankind is owning a family sedan or having another child, despite all lofty sentiments and ringing slogans, you are part of the problem. You help support Rampant Industrialism which champions unlimited growth; a near fatal error in the contemporary life equation.

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Unsold cars waiting waiting to roll in Spain.


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