Why I am proudly antifa

Very proudly

 

Anti-Fascism is something to be damned proud of. It was well understood during WWII, a conflict that many people in this country understood very well at the time. This is a population that is now mostly deceased. Succeeding citizens do not have a direct memory of the deadly threat to liberty and freedom posed by Fascism. The late, not-so-great President Trump is, quite simply, a friend of the Fascist. It should be unthinkable to hold any position that is pro-fascist, the current parlance might suggest that these are the anti-anti-fascist. Trump, his propagandists, and his true believers find no problem in flying a false flag that identifies anyone who is not with them as being someone who is against them. Have you ever heard one of these adherents try to explain what the hell is wrong with someone who is against Fascism. Yet the term “antifa” appears to be an unquestioned label for anyone who is to the left of a far-right (may I say Fascist) sensibility (or lack of sensibility, subtlety is not their strong suit).

Who to label as ANTIFA? You might want to start with the most-exploited caste in US society: the undocumented. These are the only people who fill the unwanted jobs in the crop-fields, in slaughterhouses, at other vile jobs. Yet, they are the most productive people in the country by far. How many of you can name a single person who works at such jobs? These people are widely suspected to be living it up at the expense of everyone else and simultaneously suspected of being criminals on the prowl. What time do they have to prowl around and commit dastardly deeds? They certainly will never receive social security benefits by using a phony SSN, yet their pay is made even less each week when thee funds are automatically deducted. These misunderstood people contribute inordinately to the GNP, they are not criminals, do not mix with the general population to spread Covid, something that requires mixing in with others. They cannot do this because it is too dangerous to go public. They do not have the leisure to complain about their plight. They are absolutely not more likely to be criminals in our midst.

Who would offer aid and comfort to such a population? Of course, the anti-fascists. Isn’t Fascism known for its tolerance and open mindedness? Let us take a look at this group identified as suspect to the core.

Many documented citizens who carry Social Security Cards feel themselves mistreated and marginalized by THE GODFORSAKEN ANTIFA. It would seem that freedoms and liberties are denied them by a police infected by antifa that seeks to force vaccination upon an uninformed public by any means possible, while simultaneously forcing non-antifa to wear a mask, as if they were one step away from being pilloried in a stock at the public square.

Who the hell wants to support fucking Fascists?

Antifahood runs in my family. My father was an antifa in North Africa during WWII. He could not have fathomed a creep like Trump to find a welcoming electorate.

Who are these dangerous individuals who believe in something called critical race theory, a set of studies that seeks to identify the nature of racism in American society. Why would they do that? They would do that simply because racism is a deep and enduring hate of black people. Reducing racism would seem to be a laudable goal. Prison inmates are predominantly black folk living in a land dominated by white supremacism, the real source of terrorism that had already begun with Columbus. Where do these antifa stand in regard to America’s war on Afghanistan? Twenty years of exploding munitions and reordering more munitions were started by a presumably anti-antifa President who officially announced the end of that 20-year fiasco. More Republican presidents have presided over that disaster than Democrats. The unending war threatened by an overly funded military was already carefully predicted by Eisenhower in January 1961. PTSD is the principal disorder directly caused by the fog of war, few are unaffected by it, poor and black enlistees suffer the most.

The 2020 election was not stolen, this was overwhelmingly proven by multiple ballot recounts. In fact, it was the most accurately conducted election in American history, despite the installation of vote-sensitive individuals installed throughout the government, such as the head of the Postal Service. All those ridiculous recounts were totally unnecessary. No vote was stolen. by George W. Bush was installed by the Supreme Court, but when the ballots were recounted it was determined that Gore had actually received a majority of the popular ballot and, consequently, of the electoral college. Gore had far more wisdom than the petulant Trump, he would have responded to our present climate emergency 20 years ago. Trump does not possess integrity in any form. How long does it take to realize that Trump was the worst President ever? At best, he is a buffoon, an opportunist, and a fraud. Every day and in every way.

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Sleeping In The Stars

Sleeping In The Stars

A Birthday Greet from Gretel

Being an extraordinary depiction of Lisa’s avatar Gretel gifted to Bill’s avatar Mumbletunes on the occassion of the 74th orbit of this present planet around a star, hence, Sleeping In The Stars.

As you see, this is a piece of art that qualifies as piéce de resistance in quality and in significance de resistance.

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Don’t Tread on These

 

White persons become conditioned from birth to death to believe that they are the de facto gold standard for “great”ness, something is inherited from the innate genius of a certain Western Civilization. The unthinkable: not having whites to rule the roost. Skin pigmentation matters because forefathers are never presented as persons of color. Destiny, manifestly blessed by God for those with less melanin, is something inherited from Adam and Eve: the first and significant players on this planet. White persons remain forever blessed and deemed proper by the god that they created. Quite on the other hand, existing while black has always been subservient to the cultures deemed proper in the history of humankind.  

 

 

Wealth is enormously maldistributed. Mr. Branson is only the first of the celebrity billionaires to romp about at the edge of space, more gaiety is scheduled by the same priviliged nice people who “earned” capital. Stay tuned to your media outlet for the next billionaires to romp about and above, Capitalism continues to stick its invisible finger into the pots planetwide. Capital makes all the decisions and it does all the thinking. Climate disruptions will continue to occur as if ordained by a faithful white God, whatever the political economy. One-hundred-and-seven degree days in the Pacific Northwest are the hot new trend. At some point, the human body will not be able to sweat away the small stuff. Skin pores will be unable to process relative humidity. At about 140 degrees, the science states that the bodies of those individuals must drown in their own perspiration in places like India and Pakistan. Anhidrosis is the inability to sweat. If you are unable to move to a more forgiving climate — or able to find perspiration relief via air conditioning — you become headlines and trend setters. I do not intend to echo bad news for the thrill of it, it is the simple result of political economies that do not plan for exigencies. Being the bear of bad news is like a muffled scream to point out that reality does not care, it will occur in proportion to the degree to which reality is ignored by citizens and their respective governments, for those who have no mouth but must scream.

Yet, the most privileged of them all are quick to find fault with the fellow human beings who somehow pose threats to the natural law of white supremacy. Even an academic term used to describe the systemic failure of whites to admit any responsibility for the exploitation of others is viewed as a slam on the gentle workings of worldwide capitalism. They explain the term “critical race theory” as an assault on common decency, an attempt to enslave whites under Marxism, a threat to the police who maintain law and order, a snipe at judges who are “tough on crime.” The events of 6 January are dismissed as attempts to deny tourists access to their home: the Capitol complex. History is supposed to deem the participants as patriots. Anyone politically to the left of Donald Trump is a threat to religious liberty and family values.

Vaccination against a virus that threatens 99% of antivaxxers is labelled as the imposition of tyranny. The only citizens actually endangered are the antivaxxers themselves. Don’t tread on them.

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Who were the Anglo-Saxons?

From the inimitable Ellen Hawley, who publishes many wonderful things that you’ve unlikely encountered elsewhere. An excerpt:

“I can’t leave you without talking about the map of Ikea stores in Oosthuizen’s book. (It’s reproduced in the review. The link’s above.) She argues that future archeologists could mark a map with all the Ikea stores that are close to rivers leading to the North Sea, and from that theorize that Sweden colonized Britain in the late twentieth century.

They could back up the theory by pointing to the amount of Ikea furniture in people’s homes and decide that the 100,000 Swedes who lived in London in 2018 had moved there to work for Ikea.”

Notes from the U.K.

Until recently, if you asked who the Anglo-Saxons were the answer would’ve been that they were people from two northern European tribes who invaded England during the fifth and sixth centuries and then put down roots and stayed. They pushed the Britons (mostly Celts who’d been Romanized) to the corners of the island and formed a shifting set of small kingdoms in the island’s middle. 

The kingdomlets eventually became one full-size kingdom, which was in turn overthrown by the Norman invasion in 1066. 

Sic transit gloria mundi, which is Latin from Do whatever you like, in the end it all goes wrong anyway. It’s a run-on sentence, but you can blame the ancient Romans.

The Jutes and the complications

To complicate the picture (I can never resist a complication), you can also tell the traditional story so that there were three tribes, the Angles and the Saxons plus…

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Master Historians at Play

Being Volume IV of a multi-volume set of tomes assembled by apologists for American imperial ambitions in the latter decades of the 19th Century. I obtained this 415 page apology for US foreign relatios at a local discard sale for the price of $0.50. Hope you enjoy this book report.

I enjoy how the authors get branded at the subtitle level:

“BY THE MASTER HISTORIANS.”

Volume IV starts with the fictional sinking of the Maine, a plan to turn Havana into an American Naval station, it takes on the geopolitically significant islands of the Philipines, and ends with a justification for invading Hawaii and removing happy-go-lucky Hawaiians for their own good. Hawaii is described as being inhabited by lazy residents. They need to be rescued by means of well-armed American gunboats. Hawaii was to become a State in the same year that Alaska became State 49. Essentially, it is a tale of ambition that covers for the William McKinley administration that ended with McKinley’s assassination in 1901.

The United Fruit Company was actively promoting their brand in Central America, while simultaneously protected by US gunboats. Such extra-corporate activity gets viewed historically as “business as usual.”

The Negritos

To the question “have the natives been consulted?” Mr. James (one of the MASTER HISTORIANS) replies:

“No, but were the American Indians consulted inthe early days here, or the natives of Alaska in later times?”

The truth was available at the time, but only figures with the stature and popularity of Mark Twain could write about the activity of US gun boats protecting “national security interests” around the globe. The Monroe Doctrine is now interpreted as an honorable way to keep the American spirit alive, blast the interests of those governments we are so courteously protecting, and the doctrine of Pax Americana continues to be applied in the interest of national security and world peace. Our history books take the lead from “enlightened” authors who parrot the lies that keep the gun boats afloat.

Patriotic behavior is expected of every citizen of the US Empire, it has become the measure that seeks to equate critical thinking with a lack of appreciation for American values. Demonstrations are characterized as threats. BLM is viewed as a loose collection of radicals who threaten to disrupt peaceful adherence to the wishes of a law and order hegemony. Protest abroad get infiltrated by American goons, just to make certain that they know where the gunboats need to identify targets.

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The Green Sheep in the Family

“The time has come” the Walrus said, “to speak of many things.” Here are some of the many things…

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Full disclosure first — I am the green sheep in the family: one of “those vegans” who have the temerity to speak up for “others” — more similar to us than not — who have no voice in determining their own destiny. Today I focus on the multiple billions  living in camps

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By this time next year 70 billion will have lived from birth to death in one of those facilities. Factory friendly farms.

Well there must be a good reason then.

Many reasons, but each is specious, spurious and tawdry. We deny inalienable rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness to “the others.” Is that ethical behavior? Do animals volunteer their own destruction?

Bill, they outnumber us 10 to 1. So it looks like we are the ones endangered here. Do you call that fair? Let us tell you something. life isn’t fair and freedom…

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Fanciful Creatures Imagined

One of the most rewarding benefits of free-form sketching is creating fanciful characters who inhabit an alternate world inhabited by creatures of great diversity and lively behavior. Individual agents in an imagined society.

Sketching style is as individual as handwriting, I think that it is quite unique to the individual creator. Here are a few more depictions of my beings, curious sort of characters that no one has drawn before, yet they are all recognizable as the kind of folks and friends that might be found in a dreamscape. Hoping you enjoy the panoply of participants!

Where did these creatures evolve into separate recognizable forms.
Here we have the beginnings of a wedding invitation. Sloth and Kitteh are getting ready to share a residence and to raise children that get to partake in a social contract on some distant planet. Why not?

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Repurposing the back of an envelope

All there’s room to sketch upon the back of an envelope. I am calling it a self-referential study of the characters who seek to measure the confines of their world.

It’s about yay long…or is it about yeigh long?

I like to start a sketch by landing a squiggle, from that point it lets me know how to proceed by itself in some fashion. This one began with the eyes of the fellow to the right. Somehow, he became enclosed by a house-like thing that was too narrow. His hands burst through the wall in such a way that his left arm must be longer than the right. This led to another character who has her hand passing through the wall. There appear to be  individual beings who make eye contact with various things in their proximity. The theme evolves from each pencil stroke.

Then, I look for a title.

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Control Freaks

Yesterday, Derek Chauvin made history in Minneapolis. He may as well have volunteered for a conviction or three for manslaughter, but he didn’t beat a single charge. Derek is the star of a motion picture filmed by a teenager on her phone, Chauvin was doing a job on someone he had known for many years. He followed the book to the nearest fraction and he had a lot of support from his fellow officers of law and order. This could have been his tenth knee to the neck operation and he would have walked at each encounter with a black whose life does not matter to the men in blue or to the citizens who vote for law-and-order judges. The only thing that varied was the only thing gets a notice from the viewing public — a snuff film where Derek was the star. He knew he was being captured on video, perhaps he would be recognized by his superiors as a man of valor, determination, and courage. His knee to a perps neck, the stuff that dreams are made of.

We live in a society where law and order has driven blacks into prison, into the grave, into a lack of respect that has followed from the wild-west sheriff of a militarized and disciplined system that follows the unwritten law of a white supremacism that protects itself from control by a constitution that is mere words on paper, including the poorly written Second Amendment. Get the job done and you get the respect of the gun-loyal second-amendment militia, where any white with an assault rifle commands a large amount of respect anywhere, including the public square. Apparently, this includes the Capitol buildings of the federal government. See January 6, 2021 for videos that document the matter quite well.

It is called lynching, but that word is never used to describe its true measure in a white-supremacist society. Derek Chauvin is a lyncher, but he is not credited with the power of that word. Lynching is a highly respected form of enforcement. Lynching has followed blacks throughout the history of de facto acts of control, wielded by control freaks. The practice traces back to 1619 and it continues to this day with increased frequency. The number of weapons that may be carried on the street is not limited, the Second Amendment is as powerful a document as ever. Despite the ambiguous language, it is the law that gets recognized on the public streets, within the homes of blacks, wherever a white citizen decides that a lynching fits the bill. Control freaks include any white with any number of weapons and with any amount of firepower. As uncontrolled as it has been since 1619. 421 years and counting.

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Russian: what gives?

In 1975, when foreign language lessons appeared in textbooks and on vinyl, I decided to learn Russian as a complement to the German that I had just learned with some fluency. The Cyrillic alphabet provided interesting and confusing sets of letters — enough to keep a learner engaged in sounds and texts that looked familiar to the under-aided eye. It appeared to resemble Gellarese in many ways, cobbled together in a manner that seemed intuitive to the 1970s Cold War setting, an interesting series of words that deliberately resembled a code and a language history that included the drama of Tolstoy and a presence that made it seem like background music in a Soviet department store.

Intrigue comes across between German and Russian as it is cast against a background that the geography of post-war Europe provided. However, German and Slavic speakers would not yield to translation with any degree of ease. Russian uses neither the definite nor the indefinite article, whereas German conveys the meaning and usage of every noun and pronoun. The German language spoken by a five-year-old in Berlin provide all the parts of speech, every inflection, and every nuance of meaning. Stack Russian next to German and you arrive at that enigma wrapped within a mystery that Russia represented to Churchill. The Slavic and German ways seem to play out like a spy thriller, where the similarities may lie somewhere between the butler and the wrestler. God help the translator maintain any measure of surety and sanity in such a world.

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My German and Russian proceeded along these avenues of restriction. Of course, the tools available on the internet were yet decades away. It is difficult to imagine how any new language can be approached without Google and YouTube: an assuring set of mouse clicks away. Hence the heightened curiosity that is aroused upon employing YouTube and Google to assist the learner who arrives to answer the question posed for this post — what gives?

Somehow, languages once learned to any extent seem to stick onto various brain cells and cortexes. I still remember much of the Russian that I heard on those 1975 records, language segments that blended together like a fermenting beverage. Somewhere between beer and vodka, I believe.

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