Thursday, February 24, 2011

The last call for clown talent

The last hurrah. Bring your brutality clothes, because this week will be it. Whether it's your crying pants or your shit underwears, include them in your travel bag this weekend. You will be needing one or the other or perhaps both. I said it before, and it should probably be said again, that you are approaching the line in the sand very quickly. Hesitate to push it further.

Now, let's move on to the topic of what we've become (or haven't become) as people. We should note that although we are continuously taught the lessons of the past, we rarely allow said lessons to stand firm within the boundaries of our minds. Maybe it can be said that each generation must learn its lessons by trial and blood, not by speech and not by book. After all, each generation fights at least one war. Okay. Is that the only reason why we repeatedly jump into fires? I guess we can't disprove it, but I like to give the human mind more credit. Maybe we simply lack the truth in what's happened in the past. I wonder if people sincerely recall labor struggles of last 150 years? How many people died as a direct result of capitalism without boundaries? How many people lived mindless lives at the whim of consumerism? Nobody really knows, but the number is no doubt mind and colon-blowing. And truthfully, we all buy shit all the time, and we say that there must exist some sacrifice for progress. Right, progress... as in more, cheaper, better technological goods. Keep in mind that we (somebody) pay(s) a price regardless of how much we pay out of our hard-won freedom accounts. I stray from the point... maybe. What are our values? Who's sold us on the value of more? On cheaper? On better? When do we re-evaluate our values? Did we vote for this? Yes, most certainly, but not at the polls. We've voted in large numbers (100% turnout), however, at every American Eagle, Target, Wal-Mart, A&F, Sears, and K-Mart (to a lesser degree). I, for one, like to think that in the depths of our human souls, that no, we could have never voted for this. But, very quickly, as creatures of habit, we've been led into this, and we are addicted. The poll voting follows suit accordingly. We were not led here by choice, no, but rather because we had no choice. The real beneficiaries of our stupidity make up a small percentage of the total, and are just as stupid, but in a different way. They reap extraordinary rewards for our habits. They seek to keep us addicted. They divide us and turn us on one another, break us, manipulate us generally, threaten us, and hold a variety of ideas and things as bait. Since the beginning of our industrial economy, we've fell victim to all of these tactics. One, because we have less organizing ability and seemingly less at stake, both of which generally are increased substantially by money, and two, it seems as Americans we've had the illusory "American Dream" mentality, which has also been fed to us in a creative way. Somewhere, in each of us, suppressed or worn on the sleeve, there's a thought that one day we might, by our own power and strength, crawl out into monetary freedom. This thought alone is as destructive as any real malicious action. The idea, like a cancer, metastasizes when one seeks the capitalistically friendly task of exploit.

So, again, we find ourselves in the historically familiar realm of cannibalism, chewing the arms and legs off of one another, making us all immobile human torsos. The only danger is the risk that we completely consume each other, leaving nobody left to consume. Maybe this is the ultimate alternative.

I only have one wish before everyone gets the blood lust, that we stop and think about legislation, like that proposed in this state, in its true form - a simple yet effective set of words stripping the rights of people to collectively agree to terms of labor; to dissolve a grouping of people that pose a power risk to a minority of individuals in power. The right to collectively organize, which is indeed a right by the way, was paid for in much more than millions or even billions in promised savings that we value so highly (did somebody say values?). This, I'm arguing, without even touching on the issue of what the wages and benefits of all workers mean for the well-being of everybody or what the workers mean to this state. I wonder if anybody in the private sector, with or without unalienable rights, is considering how this might affect them in the near future? Probably it will allow them to avoid union dues in order that they achieve the american dream! Sometimes a plan just comes together, which feels great from my head to my pants.

So, without further mental manipulation on my part, I'm putting my things together for a special vacation (with friends, at least). See you in Madison.

Tuesday, February 08, 2011

Lifeforce recycling

Ahhh, another cold fucking Wisconsin morning it was. Finally below zero, just the way we like it, but not as much as those poor fools stranded in the land-locked geographical center of the continent, where cold Canadian breezes sweep in and settle down for the season, destroying all hope of an adequate human existence. Well, for me, it's not so bad, I scampered south... of all of that... or most of that. I sit here now, raising my internal voice to counter the dead silence of the frigid exterior. It does not work. The cold continues to scream. I travel to the semi-warmth of New Mexico in one week to get in touch with my native roots - Cherokee people, Cherokee Pride - I'm too proud to live, and way to proud to die.

Even with this fact in hand, the cold lures me to a shallow, putrid, watery grave somewhere near the Great lake. Politically, this is also occurring, but the grave, by necessity, is much deeper and far more putrid. By comparison, it's Lake Baikal, heavily polluted with paper mill filth. Most recently, a turnover in government has led to millions of dollars of lost funding for public projects and a giant pile of old Hall and Oates records outside of major government offices. Both were examples of the fleecing of American citizens and the latter was clearly just plain old humiliating. Was Joe Biden really still listening to that shit? He used to look like Daryl Hall, mostly noted as being the best blue-eyed soul singer in the world. This aside, Biden himself has recently announced another $53 billion for high-speed rail. What?!?!? Oh shit - this could cause another cluster of bleeding hemorrhoids for the states that (my own included) that rejected the millions previously set aside for this type of work. The only hope is in hope itself - that the money takes 4 years to come down the pipe so that we have the opportunity to elect a new set of officials to (again) accept the money. Obviously, this is unlikely since that for this to happen, the current administration will have to be re-elected. Am I advocating longer or shorter government terms? I'm not really sure, but I think I'm leaning towards the longer such that legislation can't simply be stifled for 2 years to prevent the cancer of proposed legislation created solely for the purpose of campaigning. Oh, Christ, who the fuck cares? I guess this is the difference between my posts now and 6 years ago - at that time I actually thought things mattered. Boy was I just a boy. Now I know why people stick to the raw underground sound of Hall and Oates for so long after they've reached their pinnacle.

In other news, the Packers won the Super Bowl, which caused people to spend an estimated $10.1 billion (1/5 of the cost of an advanced high speed rail network!), and Howard Stern is now on Twitter. Are you happy now? I've been bombarded for two weeks with evidence of how God has blessed this fair state to allow for the shot of a lifetime. "This is the best day of my life," many locals were caught saying on TV. The TV programming, much to the chagrin of said locals, was broadcast to the general public. In addition, other reports of Packers players now on Twitter was also reported. Was the cold sending me to the wet nightmarish grave or was the grave coming to me?

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