Slowly I turn … or … I’m fucking fed up

After about 5 years of looking the corporate war machine we call society straight in the eye on a daily basis, I believe that I may have reached my saturation point.

Between the corporate commoditization of every-fucking-thing imaginable, BP’s government assisted apocalypse, the continued deterioration of civil liberties, the multiple wars and rumors of wars, the global financial collapse, the Zionist’s and Christian Zionist’s (neocons) apparent determination to bring about Armageddon, and a host of other completely mind-numbing, environment-destroying, soul-crushing, and baby-maiming hijinks, I’m really having trouble just making it through the day without stapling my own eyes shut, let alone absorbing more evidence of our ongoing self-destruction and bringing it to your attention.

Especially since it seems as if the only people who care enough to be enlightened are the ones who are already enlightened to begin with, and unfortunately, that group of people is only large enough, world-wide, to fill Rhode Island, which, in case you’re not up on your U.S. demographics, means that there aren’t very many of us.

I know that I don’t win many new followers by denigrating the intellect of the masses, but at this point, I’m so fucking flabbergasted by people’s brazen unwillingness to understand our situation that I don’t know what to do any more.  It’s impossible to communicate with people who still believe that either side of our two-party coprporotocracy has their best interests at heart, and that our marauding military has been in a state of constant war for the past 100 or so years because we’re protecting democracy,™ and that the corporate media is anything other than a state propaganda ministry, and that our intelligence apparatus is there to keep us safe, and that Wal-Mart is a good thing because their prices are low, and that fluoride in drinking water is for healthy teeth, and that Zbigniew Brzezinski‘s daughter is a perfectly acceptable news anchor for MSNBC, while a former AIPAC attack dog performs the same function for CNN, while reporting on the vile terrorists who so viciously attacked the poor Israeli do-gooding soldiers as they attempted to throw a surprise welcome party on the Mavi Marmara (sarcasm), and that mercury in vaccines is safe, and that swapping freedom for security is just an unfortunate sign of the times, and on, and on, and on.

The American way of life, at the most fundamental level, is based on a mountain of lies so goddamned high that any hope of having an honest, intelligent  discussion about anything, in any real way, is absolutely hopeless, unless you happen to be talking to one of the few Rhode Islanders I mentioned above, in which case, you’ll simply be preaching to the choir.

Yesterday, I said this on a Facebook thread that I started about the Obama administration’s latest corporate love letter:

“I spend almost all day, every day, so angry I could fucking spit, but most people can’t be bothered to care even a little.  Give them a big mac, a pair of Nikes, and a savings account with an interest rate well below the rate of inflation and they’re happier than pigs in fucking shit.”

Which, reading it now, reminds me that inflation is a hidden fucking tax, people!  It’s the product of a completely unnecessary and totally unethical financial system that was foisted upon the American people in 1913, in the dead of the night, by the under-handed machinations of the Rockefellers and the Rothschild’s, who had been trying to get their filthy hands around the throat of the American economy for around 100 years, because they knew that if they could get the government to borrow all of its money, at interest, from their privately owned cartel of banks (the Federal Reserve), that they would essentially control the government.

Learn all about it here and here but whatever you do, don’t just continue walking around in an iPhone induced fever haze, believing the state-sanctioned nonsense that keeps insisting that markets are mysterious things that can’t be directed or predicted, because, as Amschel Mayer Rothschild once said, if one controls a nation’s currency, then that person need not care who makes the laws.

It really is THAT simple.

Our economy has been directed and controlled by a small group of assholes, sometimes referred to as the corporate banking elite, since 1913.

The great depression was engineered by these people.  So was the dot-com bubble, and the housing bubble, and the derivatives bubble, and every other fucking bubble that’s ever bubbled.  These events, or cycles, actually, are simply vehicles by which the already rich and powerful become even more rich and powerful, at the expense of the rubes (that’s you and me).  The bubbles are one of the main tenets of the never-talked-about-above-a-whisper economic policy called trickle-UP economics.  It’s a system that more and more has been socializing the risk while privatizing the profits for rich, powerful fuckers, making them more rich and more powerful, even as you use your college degree to run a fucking cash register at Starbucks.  All while you scream and wave your arms about “socialist” policies that would use your tax dollars for a reasonable fucking health care system as opposed to blowing the limbs off of Muslims who had the unfortunate luck of being born on land that has stuff that the corporate banking mother fuckers want.

I’m sorry, I realize that this has turned into a bit of a slowly I turn moment.  I really didn’t mean to write anything more than a short explanation for why I haven’t been writing much lately, but well, here we are 800 words later, and I’m really not sure if I should even post this, but I suppose that a bit of unadulterated anger is ok every once in a while, and if you’re here, reading this, then chances are you’re as angry as I am.

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9 Comments

  1. Everything is just ducky, climb into your hummer and wait in line at starbucks, fill up at bp or exxon, go to mcdonalds for breakfast, leave the air on full, ipod and cell in your ear, buy your thongs at walmart, big sceens on sale, today only, buy some silver spoons just better than the neighbors, get aluminum siding, hire some poor smuck to mow your lawn, wash your escalade, deliver your bottled water, it has been a hard day, go to the ball game, everything is okay.

  2. Despair is futile. Chaos always wins. The breakdown of order provides momentum to the process. Surfing the apocalypse really is the only survivable occupation, and it can be fun. What’s RIGHT is STATIC, what’s WRONG always moves the river, the goalpost, the expanding universe. Despair is futile. Devolution will be televised! analyzed! eulogized! demonized! but big wheel keeps on turnin’.

    try to enjoy it,

    brillp

    • Brillp,

      I’m not sure that chaos always wins. Maybe, but maybe not. I WILL concede that entropy seems to be the natural motor of change in this universe, but entropy can be, and often is controlled; i.e. the engineered global economic collapse. I don’t believe that that happened because of naturally occurring chaos. I believe it occurred as the result of the machinations of the ruling elite, who have been applying the Hegelian dialectic in order to manipulate the masses into crying out for THEIR solution (world currency/world govt.). In this way, the ruling elite can simply pretend to implement a system that’s been demanded BY THE PEOPLE, when really it’s the system they wanted to implement all along.

      PROBLEM – REACTION – SOLUTION

      You may or may not be aware of the Hegelian dialectic, but the reason I mention it here is to point out that, oddly enough, chaos can sometimes be controlled, and if enough of us (the rubes) can learn to understand this concept, then we stand a chance of preventing this type of top-down, organized chaos from succeeding.

      Does that make sense?

      And despair may be futile, but I’m not superman (not that you suggested such a thing), and as such, I am prone to moments of JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WHAT’S THE MATTER WITH YOU FUCKING PEOPLE?!?!?!

      And you know what? I feel better having gotten it off of my chest, which, I suppose, makes it decidedly NOT futile.

      So again, what I’m trying to say is that yes, entropy/chaos is the motor for change, but let’s try to help as many people as possible to realize that, so that perhaps we can fight back by seeing through their attempts to organize the chaos in ways that will bring about the change that THEY WANT. We are up against very strong, primal forces, but we don’t exist in a vacuum. We can have an impact and shape change just like they can. We can’t do it by simply surfing their wave. Help me to create our own wave.

      • Thanks for responding so thoughtfully to my comment. Rereading what I wrote, I find it a little glib and I really didn’t mean it to be so. I think kanomi summed up what I meant to say much better than I did. I read your site and Anti-fascist calling, and Washington’s Blog, and Informed Comment, and Empire Burlesque, and others. I try to keep up with Chris Hedges, John Pilger, Arundhati Roy, Parenti, Scahill…etc. You all have the fighting spirit and a sane perspective that I find reassuring to my sense of justice and reason. I just don’t want to any of you get too discouraged to maintain.

        take care,

        brillp

      • Brillp,

        Thanks for including me in the same sentence as “Chris Hedges, John Pilger, Arundhati Roy, Parenti, Scahill…etc.”

        And don’t worry. I won’t get too discouraged to maintain. Especially with kind words from people who get it, like you.

        Best,

        AP

  3. I know how you feel, and it’s easy to despair, but one thing I always remember when it seems like the criminals are winning and there’s nothing we can do, when nobody seems to notice, when nobody seems to care, is remember the words of the great Bill Hicks.

    “It’s just a ride. But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that – ever notice that? – and we let the demons run amok. But it doesn’t matter, because… it’s just a ride, and we can change it any time we want. It’s only a choice. No effort. No worry. No job. No savings and money. Just a choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your door, buy bigger guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one. ”

  4. Thanks a lot, kanomi. Bill Hicks is dear to my heart, and this clip captures a lot of what was great about him.

    As I said to Brillp above, sometimes I give in to anger, but it’s usually just a relief valve. I feel much better today, and I’m ready to move forward, and continue learning as much as I possibly can, and passing on that knowledge to as many people as I possibly can, because knowledge is the most powerful weapon we have.

    Thanks.

  5. On your side, we are all brothers and sisters; I am NOT angry and would never use the FUCk word, it just is not politically correct, especially when I attend the Bilderberg meetings, If I were to say FUCK, people would spill their campagne and choke on their caviar, everyone knows how scrumptious those greasy fish eggs can be.
    My grandmother , and she was a beautifful, good woman, used to say after leaving some person : that person is so queer. Bilderberger, bilderberger, what a queer name.
    Way out in the cold universe is a planet called uranus, not yours, bilderbergers!
    May bubba use a morey eel, drats, FUCK! There is no lubricant!


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