Just because I used an expression from my late-80s, art-school days as a title, I've really got to link to the Wikipedia page for llama. I love the picture at the top!
Anyhow, I just ran into the Wikipedia page for the United States of America. For a large part of the world population, this is an important page, and I wonder how many people have consulted it, looking for answers. There's so much there and so much missing. I love my country, but I recognize that we're one of world history's most brutal empires, and that we hold unprecedented power.
I admit that I shed a few tears at the mention 0f 9-11. And the picture of the Rotunda at UVA. That's where my second ex wife is getting her PhD right now. She just has her dissertation left. I won't even mess with the personal/national continuum.
Oh, and pictures of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr always make me cry. And President Barack Obama. And... and... and every other generalization and picture.
Fortunately, there's that map at the top, showing only those parts of the world that are recognized as states of the USA, ignoring possessions, US-controlled regimes, and the overwhelmingly vast sphere of corporate control. I'm reminded that there are two Americas: the one constructed by my own country's propaganda, and the ugly fact of life that affects billions of people right now. This is an American page, after all,and I know of no country that freely criticizes itself.
I may identify most strongly with anarchist ideals, although I consider myself truly liberal in that I accept what seems like the substance of any ideology, but I refuse to suppress a deep streak of national sentiment. Only moralists repress vital parts of themselves for the sake of ideals, and moralism is something I will never accept. I refuse to place any portion of cultural production under the heading of entartete Kunst. Free speech is one of the truly good achievements of my country, even though it's always under fire.
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Friday, June 26, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Get Her.... Knocked Up?!?! Really?
No pill culture in Japan, I guess! I mean no offense to my global friends who interpret this with ease, but in my sex-removed-from-reproduction culture this is a mystery to me. Oh my!
It's called culture shock. The fact that I can have access to this very different perspective is testimony to the relative freedom of the internet, at least if your country allows unregulated access. In the USA there are people trying to control our access, and similar personality types in other lands have gotten away with it, I know.
Not long ago, a former member of one of our more corrupt regulating forces, the FBI, suggested creating a second Internet, "more secure," I suppose, in that it allows for greater state control somehow. We've already given away a little too much as it is, thank you, in the name of "protecting our children."
A little like this fellow. Isn't that all cozy?
Yep. If we give in to fear peddling, meant to target voter's weak points, and surrender too much in the name of safety, we could become another China. I feel that I can say that because I haven't gotten a single hit from the vast and populous country, in spite of worldwide attention for my blog.
And you know that if I can reasonably criticize a country from within the Great Satan itself, there must be a problem!
So hurrah for nasty Internet pics!
It's called culture shock. The fact that I can have access to this very different perspective is testimony to the relative freedom of the internet, at least if your country allows unregulated access. In the USA there are people trying to control our access, and similar personality types in other lands have gotten away with it, I know.
Not long ago, a former member of one of our more corrupt regulating forces, the FBI, suggested creating a second Internet, "more secure," I suppose, in that it allows for greater state control somehow. We've already given away a little too much as it is, thank you, in the name of "protecting our children."
A little like this fellow. Isn't that all cozy?
Yep. If we give in to fear peddling, meant to target voter's weak points, and surrender too much in the name of safety, we could become another China. I feel that I can say that because I haven't gotten a single hit from the vast and populous country, in spite of worldwide attention for my blog.
And you know that if I can reasonably criticize a country from within the Great Satan itself, there must be a problem!
So hurrah for nasty Internet pics!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Son (or Rather Daughter) of Interesting Nipples
Attractive or not? You decide!
You know, they generally don't stay puffy, and could settle into nice, big dark ones by middle age. A good prospect for marriage, physically at least. I don't know the young lady personally, so that's all I can say.
"The puffiest in Manila," I'm assured. Does that come with a guarantee? This copy doesn't help any either: "Can you believe these angel faced filipinas have become cock sucking little devils?" Ehhh, as if the terribly imperialist Spanish-American War weren't bad enough! Allow me to personally apologize for my country.
But she's pretty. The body means more than borders.
You know, they generally don't stay puffy, and could settle into nice, big dark ones by middle age. A good prospect for marriage, physically at least. I don't know the young lady personally, so that's all I can say.
"The puffiest in Manila," I'm assured. Does that come with a guarantee? This copy doesn't help any either: "Can you believe these angel faced filipinas have become cock sucking little devils?" Ehhh, as if the terribly imperialist Spanish-American War weren't bad enough! Allow me to personally apologize for my country.
But she's pretty. The body means more than borders.
Monday, June 1, 2009
I Promise You I've Been Trying to Stay Positive
It's just so hard to search the Internet for good material when a ton of terrible crap comes up. This fiendish so-and-so, shit-smelling-face-acting and all, came from the same high school that I did. There was a whole political thing with limited parking spaces for students, and kids whose daddies could afford to get them nice cars. She probably had the best spot, which is why she was cast as a queen. Looking at this picture, my gag reflex is triggered. I really can't explain it, but I wonder whether Jehovah personally threw a couple of airplanes at the Twin Towers, knowing that we were harboring a Natalie Portman somewhere.
It sounds like class hatred, I know, but there's a universal quality I can't explain easily. Let's just say it fits into a historical perspective that would be very boring in a blog about sex. My father went to prep school in the 50s, making the issue more complex than you may think. Yep, an original preppie! Do I really have to go into details? 4.53% of Earth's population consuming 1,000,000% of resources and all? Most of the Southern Hemisphere of an entire planet being a ghetto. I won't even talk about Syosset High cheerleaders! It's just too, too terrible! I am a man of delicate sensibilities after all! Ack! Gag! Choke!
It sounds like class hatred, I know, but there's a universal quality I can't explain easily. Let's just say it fits into a historical perspective that would be very boring in a blog about sex. My father went to prep school in the 50s, making the issue more complex than you may think. Yep, an original preppie! Do I really have to go into details? 4.53% of Earth's population consuming 1,000,000% of resources and all? Most of the Southern Hemisphere of an entire planet being a ghetto. I won't even talk about Syosset High cheerleaders! It's just too, too terrible! I am a man of delicate sensibilities after all! Ack! Gag! Choke!
The World's Smallest Political Quiz
Your PERSONAL issues Score is 90%.
Your ECONOMIC issues Score is 50%.
According to your answers, the political group that agrees with you most is...
LIBERALS usually embrace freedom of choice in personal
matters, but tend to support significant government control of the
economy. They generally support a government-funded "safety net"
to help the disadvantaged, and advocate strict regulation
of business. Liberals tend to favor environmental regulations,
defend civil liberties and free expression, support government action
to promote equality, and tolerate diverse lifestyles.
Okay, I can accept that, but I'd qualify the last statement a bit, limiting the government's role to repairing only blatantly unjust situations such as racial segregation. The Civil Rights Movement may have opened some doors to government control I don't care for, but it was necessary to free my darker-skinned fellow citizens from terrible oppression. Ooh, it's tempting to go into the subject more, but this is a blog about perverse sex after all! The whole LGBT thing will have to have to wait for another post.
You can take this quiz here.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Among the USA's Finest
"From 1996 to 2001, these individuals participated in a cell of approximately 20 individuals that were known as the 'Family.' They conducted a range of criminal actions through the western United States in the name of the Animal Liberation Front and the Environmental Liberation Front. Their criminal actions included vandalism, animal releases, arsons and attempted arsons across Oregon, Washington, California, Idaho, Wyoming, and Colorado. Specifically, this cell was responsible for at least 25 domestic terrorism criminal actions totaling over $48 million in damages, including the largest eco-related arson in history, which was a $26 million arson at the Vail Ski Resort in Vail, Colorado. Additionally, the cell committed the only Y2K action in the U.S. when several members sabotaged a high voltage tower outside Bend, Oregon...
"With increased law enforcement pressure associated with this investigation and grand jury evidence, the cell was dismantled in 2001 and the remaining members dispersed. However, until they are apprehended, their potential for additional domestic terrorism action and destruction remains. Any way you look at it, these individuals are considered as terrorists. Regardless of their political or social message, their actions were criminal and they violated federal laws."
-Michael B. Ward, Deputy Assistant Director, Counterterrorism Division, FBI
Now I'm certainly not the type of person to do anything like these people did, but, considering the helplessness of individuals before the power of huge corporations, made worse by the backing of our own government, they seem like heroes to me. They took great risks and broke laws in order to be heard; their acts of destruction are nothing compared to the torture of an unimaginably great number of animals every day, or the rapid razing of great tracts of ancient forest for momentary profit.
Am I the only one who's disturbed by the fact that the FBI cites losses of money as justification to hunt these people? So the US government is the guardian of the profits of private interests? We can never get lobbying out of Washington, can we? Voters don't seem to be their representatives' main concern, so businesses can depend on the government to protect them from us more than we can depend on the reverse.
I don't want to sound paranoid, but am I causing trouble for myself just for posting this? Well the FBI can read my emails if they like. They'll have to suffer through my recent tendency to complain to my friends and feel sorry for myself, which is perhaps punishment enough for invading my privacy!
Although we're ostensibly protected from abuses by law enforcement, they happen every day. No harassment please! I'm just some guy blogging at a computer, people!
Am I the only one who's disturbed by the fact that the FBI cites losses of money as justification to hunt these people? So the US government is the guardian of the profits of private interests? We can never get lobbying out of Washington, can we? Voters don't seem to be their representatives' main concern, so businesses can depend on the government to protect them from us more than we can depend on the reverse.
I don't want to sound paranoid, but am I causing trouble for myself just for posting this? Well the FBI can read my emails if they like. They'll have to suffer through my recent tendency to complain to my friends and feel sorry for myself, which is perhaps punishment enough for invading my privacy!
Although we're ostensibly protected from abuses by law enforcement, they happen every day. No harassment please! I'm just some guy blogging at a computer, people!
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
I'll Call Myself Undecided
These nipples look a whole lot like factory-farmed sausages, cooked using the water-in-the-bottom-of-the-pan method recommended on the back of the box, and perhaps a bit poorly done. The word "ambivalent" describes my reaction very well.
It all comes down to the personality of the woman, doesn't it? That's a pretty esoteric idea for a man, but it's true. Many men, when they say that a woman is irresistible physically, are accounting for personality without realizing it. Personality is part of the perceived black magic of women. It's a real turn on, actually!
I really couldn't tell you unless I met her and talked to her. Does that seem radical? Considering that sexual and gender politics probably determine more outcomes in life than any other determinant, I'd say... YES!
The belly button ring though... mutilation of sexually attractive parts of the body seems a little too Puritan for me. Erich Neumann's spiritualizing of the body and all, you know? Every time I'm startled by such unattractive deformity I wonder whether highly-advanced societies are pathological. It really wouldn't be surprising.
Frankly, I would rather live the life of a man who idealized the empire of the USA after it had fallen, much as my burgeoning country idolized Rome at its imperial height, than to live the actual life of a citizen in 2009. But still, as "recession" increasingly seems like a euphemism for "depression," I appreciate that I'm living in a unique, privileged historical moment.
And as for the nipples... well, she has a lovely face. I'd have to get to know her.
It all comes down to the personality of the woman, doesn't it? That's a pretty esoteric idea for a man, but it's true. Many men, when they say that a woman is irresistible physically, are accounting for personality without realizing it. Personality is part of the perceived black magic of women. It's a real turn on, actually!
I really couldn't tell you unless I met her and talked to her. Does that seem radical? Considering that sexual and gender politics probably determine more outcomes in life than any other determinant, I'd say... YES!
The belly button ring though... mutilation of sexually attractive parts of the body seems a little too Puritan for me. Erich Neumann's spiritualizing of the body and all, you know? Every time I'm startled by such unattractive deformity I wonder whether highly-advanced societies are pathological. It really wouldn't be surprising.
Frankly, I would rather live the life of a man who idealized the empire of the USA after it had fallen, much as my burgeoning country idolized Rome at its imperial height, than to live the actual life of a citizen in 2009. But still, as "recession" increasingly seems like a euphemism for "depression," I appreciate that I'm living in a unique, privileged historical moment.
And as for the nipples... well, she has a lovely face. I'd have to get to know her.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Free Free!
Okay, now it's time for a little bit of radical politics. I'm not much for destruction of private property, but Jeff "Free" Luers, as a political act, set some SUVs on fire (with no one in them, mind you) about ten years ago, and he'll be getting out of jail soon. Here's the man himself, in the most-used internet image. I'm not even sure where I found it myself:
Now this blog will probably end up being full of disclaimers about what I'm not, because people generally can't or don't want to understand interest without affiliation. However, I must state that I'm not an anarchist. I may be indulging in a bit of sexual anarchism here, a touch of Foucauldian activism, in that, although I'm making the subject even more visible, I'm defining myself more by a journey through all interests and images that suit me at the moment of posting rather than choosing an identity that's easily reduced to consumer demographics. Interest without affiliation, folks! Get it?
While I'm not an anarchist, I do recognize that anarchism can produce results. Terrorism is a pejorative term, and really, destroying commercial goods for the sake of making a political point? You mean the Boston Tea Party? A "direct action protest" only because the British lost the war that followed.
And I identify with a destroyer of large cars not only because I'm disturbed by how my country abuses the natural environment, but because I've been treated very rudely by drivers of the vehicles. Call it karma if you wish, but it seems that the possession of such large vehicles with such powerful engines has a negative impact on many drivers. They are like kings and queens on huge, moving thrones, and yet they're just average people. Many do not cope well, and become impatient, arrogant, and aggressive.
SUVs and other large cars symbolize, to me, a corruption of humanity as well as the environment.
So I've sent a little donation via this site, and I'm getting a nice t-shirt that advertises it. Jeff Luers will be released in December, 2009, so, after reading a little about him on Wikipedia and the site run by his parents, you may feel moved to make a little donation yourself. Help the fellow adjust to the outside world again, and encourage him to get involved in some activism, won't you? It only takes a few minutes and a few dollars to make a difference!
Oops, I went a little hypertext crazy in that last paragraph.
Now this blog will probably end up being full of disclaimers about what I'm not, because people generally can't or don't want to understand interest without affiliation. However, I must state that I'm not an anarchist. I may be indulging in a bit of sexual anarchism here, a touch of Foucauldian activism, in that, although I'm making the subject even more visible, I'm defining myself more by a journey through all interests and images that suit me at the moment of posting rather than choosing an identity that's easily reduced to consumer demographics. Interest without affiliation, folks! Get it?
While I'm not an anarchist, I do recognize that anarchism can produce results. Terrorism is a pejorative term, and really, destroying commercial goods for the sake of making a political point? You mean the Boston Tea Party? A "direct action protest" only because the British lost the war that followed.
And I identify with a destroyer of large cars not only because I'm disturbed by how my country abuses the natural environment, but because I've been treated very rudely by drivers of the vehicles. Call it karma if you wish, but it seems that the possession of such large vehicles with such powerful engines has a negative impact on many drivers. They are like kings and queens on huge, moving thrones, and yet they're just average people. Many do not cope well, and become impatient, arrogant, and aggressive.
SUVs and other large cars symbolize, to me, a corruption of humanity as well as the environment.
So I've sent a little donation via this site, and I'm getting a nice t-shirt that advertises it. Jeff Luers will be released in December, 2009, so, after reading a little about him on Wikipedia and the site run by his parents, you may feel moved to make a little donation yourself. Help the fellow adjust to the outside world again, and encourage him to get involved in some activism, won't you? It only takes a few minutes and a few dollars to make a difference!
Oops, I went a little hypertext crazy in that last paragraph.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Another Season, Another Reason, for Feelin' Yiffy
Okay...
This is one of those things that only my closest friends understand. I'm developing an interest in furry culture without being a furry. "Yeah, right," some ostensibly in-the-know person replies, apparently not recognizing that life does not consist merely of the duality, affiliation or rejection. Is that a matter of intelligence, an inability to search out an eternity of permutations in action? Possibly.
I've had an interest in marginal groups since I was a subatomic little zygotic speck, but such groups are in short supply lately; commercialization has swallowed up the great majority of them. In fact, I'm afraid that my recent desire to connect myself somehow to furry culture can serve as a prophecy of its rise into the mainstream. I have a habit of predicting trends. I'm attracted to whatever will be corrupted in five or ten years. I hope that my interest is not a curse on a currenly non-commodified desire.
Nevertheless, perhaps my instincts, inherited from a father who was head of publicity for Newsweek back when news magazines had not been bumped down to the human-interest level by internet news, are showing me the path to future success. Perhaps we can have liberalism without self-destruction.
I really don't know, but the scheming part of me is wondering whether I should rush to make furry friends. Why not take the chance? Whatever the outcome, the ride will be fabulous!
But don't forget folks, that's what you get folks, for feelin' yiffy.
This is one of those things that only my closest friends understand. I'm developing an interest in furry culture without being a furry. "Yeah, right," some ostensibly in-the-know person replies, apparently not recognizing that life does not consist merely of the duality, affiliation or rejection. Is that a matter of intelligence, an inability to search out an eternity of permutations in action? Possibly.
I've had an interest in marginal groups since I was a subatomic little zygotic speck, but such groups are in short supply lately; commercialization has swallowed up the great majority of them. In fact, I'm afraid that my recent desire to connect myself somehow to furry culture can serve as a prophecy of its rise into the mainstream. I have a habit of predicting trends. I'm attracted to whatever will be corrupted in five or ten years. I hope that my interest is not a curse on a currenly non-commodified desire.
Nevertheless, perhaps my instincts, inherited from a father who was head of publicity for Newsweek back when news magazines had not been bumped down to the human-interest level by internet news, are showing me the path to future success. Perhaps we can have liberalism without self-destruction.
I really don't know, but the scheming part of me is wondering whether I should rush to make furry friends. Why not take the chance? Whatever the outcome, the ride will be fabulous!
But don't forget folks, that's what you get folks, for feelin' yiffy.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Foucalult, Rant, and Other Words in a Title that Turn a Reader Off
Okay, it seems to me that an intelligent blog writer with any sort of intention other than to indulge in the reflections that get lost in life's daily processes will be haunted by the specter of the "successful" blogger. I'm sure that Google submissions, using cannily-chosen permutations of search terms, will yield a depressing perspective on self-conscious blog posts about posting on blogs. These writers are the sycophants in the courts of communication technology.
Having explored many blogs, I've learned something important, something horrifying about humanity: most "exceptional" people say the same damn shit when given a free forum. "Free," I say, evoking the concept of freedom's first corruption in the USA: capitalism. This mess came over here with the fucking Puritans, perhaps seeking religious freedom as a pretext, justifying the little fish's desire to jump into an even smaller pond. Soon two-atom beings will seek one-atom ponds.
Free of charge. Equal to the freedom to choose one's leaders of course! Ha ha! Damn straight! I'll shoot your somewhat-imperfectly-washed asshole with a Remington I-Saw-It-In-A-Movie, you Osama-worshiper, if you suggest that opinions require reflection!
Uh oh! Too many quotation marks already, alienating to the reader who's eager to support the motetization of debilitating crap! A groveling spoiler! Elitism at its worst! And about those hyphens? Doomed to death row and an eternity of expensive appeals!
Foucault. Calling the subject into question. Lately passed into obscurity because of the fact that all philosophy justifies someone's job, Structure-of-Scientific-Revolutions style. But, you know, even though genomes drive some unfortunates to seek glorious reputations, we should really not judge the quality of ideas.
Mr Foucault, dead of AIDS before some lE3eEt readers were born into mommyless existences, had a good point. One should not listen to sixteen-year-olds in the democratic processes of the Internet. Those who troll YouTube in search of specimens even more wretched than they are should be thrown on the tracks before the trains that work 24 hours a day to carry coal from Wyoming to wherever we need electricity to do our blogging. Why do we put sentimental, kind-hearted terrorists in Guantanamo Bay when these perpetrators of the worst crimes of humanity are allowed to crush souls via their parents' old computers in their tract-home cloisters? In spite of Karl Marx's overwhelming failings, I can't help but want to search his writings for some explanations.
The danger of the rant, at least for me, is that a person will get locked into particulars. Have I mentioned what Michel Foucault said, and how it affects my own perspective? Not at all. It's not my fault, though, it's Andrea Dworkin's. Her neglect-stench has debilitated me, and stolen from me the capacity for reason. It's this same stinky stank that forced Eve to take the unidentified fruit. Let's start a group to counter its ill effects! If nothing else, it's this that forced an unwilling right-wing backlash.
Do not get trapped in the rant!
Michel Foucault asserted that nature and common sense are merely cultural constructs. There is a division between sex and gender, and sex crosses much more into the realm of personality than those with a vested interest in their own emotional pressures, universalizing them as the political interests of a sex, would allow us to admit. Lobbying is very powerful.
Yet, a great deal of what we identify in ourselves...
Wait a minute! This post is less concise than the blogs on blogging will allow! If I hope to make a living I had better invest great amounts of money in books telling me how the innovators of 10,000 years ago did it! Sell plant-eating to dinosaurs! I had better lick yellow shit off the shoes of those who gain momentary attention!
Whew, that was close! I almost felt like a living being for a second! I must go buy McDonald's in order to redeem myself. Or maybe I'll be rebellious and buy Wendy's. It's waaaaay better than fast food, after all!
Having explored many blogs, I've learned something important, something horrifying about humanity: most "exceptional" people say the same damn shit when given a free forum. "Free," I say, evoking the concept of freedom's first corruption in the USA: capitalism. This mess came over here with the fucking Puritans, perhaps seeking religious freedom as a pretext, justifying the little fish's desire to jump into an even smaller pond. Soon two-atom beings will seek one-atom ponds.
Free of charge. Equal to the freedom to choose one's leaders of course! Ha ha! Damn straight! I'll shoot your somewhat-imperfectly-washed asshole with a Remington I-Saw-It-In-A-Movie, you Osama-worshiper, if you suggest that opinions require reflection!
Uh oh! Too many quotation marks already, alienating to the reader who's eager to support the motetization of debilitating crap! A groveling spoiler! Elitism at its worst! And about those hyphens? Doomed to death row and an eternity of expensive appeals!
Foucault. Calling the subject into question. Lately passed into obscurity because of the fact that all philosophy justifies someone's job, Structure-of-Scientific-Revolutions style. But, you know, even though genomes drive some unfortunates to seek glorious reputations, we should really not judge the quality of ideas.
Mr Foucault, dead of AIDS before some lE3eEt readers were born into mommyless existences, had a good point. One should not listen to sixteen-year-olds in the democratic processes of the Internet. Those who troll YouTube in search of specimens even more wretched than they are should be thrown on the tracks before the trains that work 24 hours a day to carry coal from Wyoming to wherever we need electricity to do our blogging. Why do we put sentimental, kind-hearted terrorists in Guantanamo Bay when these perpetrators of the worst crimes of humanity are allowed to crush souls via their parents' old computers in their tract-home cloisters? In spite of Karl Marx's overwhelming failings, I can't help but want to search his writings for some explanations.
The danger of the rant, at least for me, is that a person will get locked into particulars. Have I mentioned what Michel Foucault said, and how it affects my own perspective? Not at all. It's not my fault, though, it's Andrea Dworkin's. Her neglect-stench has debilitated me, and stolen from me the capacity for reason. It's this same stinky stank that forced Eve to take the unidentified fruit. Let's start a group to counter its ill effects! If nothing else, it's this that forced an unwilling right-wing backlash.
Do not get trapped in the rant!
Michel Foucault asserted that nature and common sense are merely cultural constructs. There is a division between sex and gender, and sex crosses much more into the realm of personality than those with a vested interest in their own emotional pressures, universalizing them as the political interests of a sex, would allow us to admit. Lobbying is very powerful.
Yet, a great deal of what we identify in ourselves...
Wait a minute! This post is less concise than the blogs on blogging will allow! If I hope to make a living I had better invest great amounts of money in books telling me how the innovators of 10,000 years ago did it! Sell plant-eating to dinosaurs! I had better lick yellow shit off the shoes of those who gain momentary attention!
Whew, that was close! I almost felt like a living being for a second! I must go buy McDonald's in order to redeem myself. Or maybe I'll be rebellious and buy Wendy's. It's waaaaay better than fast food, after all!
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