Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Heaven and Hell

Two writers died this month, both from the British Isles, both in their middle-60s. One was a pig, a snitch, a backstabber, a liar, an ass-kisser of the powerful, a Neo-Conman regularly gibbering for more and more worldwide murder. This pig did his gibbering at Vanity Fair, at Slate.com, on MSNBC and CNN, on National Public Radio. Of course, you know this one's name: Hitchens.

The other was one of the best literary and movie critics of his post-literate time, one of the best novelists and short story writers, as well: the great Gilbert Adair.

Was Adair's death even mentioned in the New York Times or on the oh-so-precious NPR? Was his value debated at CounterPunch or Salon.com or at The Nation? Was he hosanna-ed in The New Yorker, at Harper's Magazine or The Atlantic Monthly?

Since Adair never met an elitist he didn't hate or mistrust, of course not.

His work was beautiful and kind and funny and human. Surfing the Zeitgeist is a fine place to start.

From its preface:
Let's put it bluntly. The health, and hence the future, of our culture is in the hands of hacks -- hacks of whom it may be said that, when they die, it will be as though, professionally, they never lived, as though their opinions were never expressed, as though the millions of words, the literally millions of words, which they committed to print during their lifetimes, failed to make the slightest impact on either their own posterity or on that of the medium to which their careers were dedicated. Given the stratification of our society, we have no choice but to entrust the management of its culture industry to these hacks, as we have no choice but to entrust our social and economic welfare to politicians. That, however, is no reason why we should regard the former as any more intelligent, any less obtuse, than most of us do the latter.
As December showed, this man full of faith and trust and heart had, of course, things backward.

Gilbert Adair, R.I.P.

Friday, December 23, 2011


Purple Crepe

No Phil Jackson. No Jackson staff. Jimmy Buss instead of Jerry. An already-breaking-down (and possibly divorce-court distracted) Kobe Bryant in his 16th season (most of those 100-game seasons). Lamar Odom traded by Jimbo to Dallas for nothing besides Mark Cuban's dirty shorts and some snapshots of Dealey Plaza. First four games without center Andrew Bynum -- with probably many more of those to come. An on-the-trade-block and often nervous Pau Gasol. And who exactly is the best 4th guy on the team? McRoberts? Metta World Peace? Barnes, Blake, Murphy, Fisher, Walton? Perhaps Andrew Goudelak or Jason Kapono? The slowest club in the league. A compressed season for one of the NBA's oldest teams. The media glamour passed over to their Staples roommate, the Clippers. And what reason is there to trust new head coach Mike Brown? What has he ever done with a veteran team used to being in the Finals, as player or coach?

I don't think we've discussed enough just what NBA Commissioner David Stern did to this franchise with his backalley reversal of the Chris Paul trade (to the Houston Rockets as well). Not just for this season -- a year already compromised by the lockout and by Stern's skulduggery -- but for the next five years (or longer) as well. Two of the three franchise players on the club are on the way down. The other (Bynum) has shown little evidence of long-term health or drive or offense-expansion. Where is the future?

I know we're all asking Santa for Dwight Howard. But why would Howard now come here? The glamour has shifted to the red-and-blue unis. Jackson is gone. The team has nothing beyond the big three (and in a trade that three would shrink to two or one.) Would he come here to play with a mid-30s Kobe Bryant? If not that, why then? (And is that a reason?) There is NO CHANCE Howard would agree to a trade during the 2011-12 season when he'd have to play with no PG, no SF, and no bench (and a first year Laker coach). So perhaps a free-agent signing in July (if Magic GM Otis Smith is dumb enough to wait)? Again, why to L.A. and not Chicago or Dallas or Houston or even the Brooklyn Nets? All those teams have much better parts than the Lakers will have going down the road.

David Stern has draped crepe over this paper-thin franchise. Prediction: 33-33, 8th seed, 1st round and out. (And worse to come in future seasons.)

Friday, December 16, 2011

Mass Murder, My Sweet

Chris Floyd:
This is the reality of what actually happened in Iraq: aggression, slaughter, atrocity, ruin. It is the only reality; there is no other. And it was done deliberately, knowingly, willingly. Indeed, the bipartisan American power structure spent more than $1 trillion to make it happen. It is a record of unspeakable savagery, an abomination, an outpouring of the most profound and filthy moral evil.

Line up the bodies of the children, the thousands of children --  the infants, the toddlers, the schoolkids -- whose bodies were torn to pieces, burned alive or riddled with bullets during the American invasion and occupation of Iraq. Line them up in the desert sand, walk past them, mile after mile, all those twisted corpses, those scraps of torn flesh and seeping viscera, those blank faces, those staring eyes fixed forever on nothingness.

This is the reality of what happened in Iraq; there is no other reality.

These children -- these thousands of children -- are dead, and will always be dead, as a direct result of the unprovoked act of military aggression launched and sustained by the American power structure. Killing these children, creating and maintaining the conditions that led to the slaughter of these children, was precisely what the armed forces of the United States were doing in Iraq. Without the invasion, without the occupation, without the 1.5 million members of the American volunteer army who surrendered their moral agency to "just follow orders" and carry out their leaders' agenda of aggression, those children would not have died -- would not have been torn, eviscerated, shot, burned and destroyed.

This is the reality of what happened in Iraq; you cannot make it otherwise. It has already happened; it always will have happened. You cannot undo it.

But you can, of course, ignore it. This is the path chosen by the overwhelming majority of Americans, and by the entirety of the bipartisan elite. This involves a pathological degree of disassociation from reality. What is plainly there -- the evil, the depravity, the guilt -- cannot be accepted, and so it is converted into its opposite: goodness, triumph, righteousness. The moral structures of the psyche are eaten away by this malignant dynamic, as are the mind's powers of perception and judgment. Thus depravity and evil come to seem more and more normal; it becomes more and more difficult to focus on what is really in front of you, to perceive, judge and care about the actual consequences of what you've done or what is being done in your name. Unmoored from reality, you become lost in a savage nihilism that cloaks its unsifted rage and fear and chaos in the most threadbare pieties. And thus you drift deeper and deeper into evil and meaninglessness, singing hosannas to yourself as you go.
 The rest.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Burn, Baby, Burn

An early Christmas gift. Christopher Hitchens is dead, joining the over 1,000,000 Iraqis (and Afghans, Pakistanis, Serbians, Somalis, and Libyans) he pimped so hard to murder -- 'though he'll be in a much warmer place, the sniffy little atheist.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011


During the months of October and November, Los Angeles Lakers owner Jerry Buss -- winner of 10 NBA titles over three different eras -- became the most pro-player (or, least anti-player) force on the owners' side. Going around commissioner David Stern and his punk handmaiden Adam Silver, and around the more extreme owners led by Airhead Jordan, Buss put together the coalition which approved the lockout-ending deal, allowing us to have a 2011-12 season.

Over the past week:

1. The Lakers finalized a three-team deal for all-star PG Chris Paul. A deal which gave back to Paul's current team (the NBA-owned New Orleans Hornets) the reigning Sixth-Man-of-the-Year Lamar Odom, 18 ppg/10 rpg big man Luis Scola, 24 ppg guard Kevin Martin, and premier bench guy Goran Dragic. In a move unprecedented in NBA history, Stern & Silver stepped in to nix it.

2. Over the weekend, the Lakers attempted to rework the deal, ADDING future draft picks and a boatload of $$$$. Stern again said no.

3. Also over the weekend, Orlando mega-star Dwight Howard -- the player assumed by all to be the anchor of the next Lakers' championship era -- suddenly announced he prefered to play for gangster capitalist (and future fascist President of Russia) Mikhail Prokhorov, owner of the New Jersey Nets.

4. And over the weekend, the Lakers were forced to trade the now very sullen and unhappy Lamar Odom to the Dallas Mavericks (NBA champs and LA's leading Western Conference competitor) for some snapshots of Dealey Plaza and Mark Cuban's dirty shorts.

5. This morning, the Orlando Magic announced they were taking Dwight Howard off the trade market.

6. And tonight, Chris Paul was sent to the Los Angeles CLIPPERS, the Lakers' inner-city rival and co-residents of the Staples Center, for less value than was offered to the Hornets by the Lakers.

Now watch the nerd-pack in the sports media turn on a dime and tell us what an honorable genius David Stern actually is. From the White House to the clubhouse, in USA 2011 there is no escaping the unspeakable:
"It is the void that contradicts everything that is spoken even before the words are said; the void that gets into the language of public and official declarations at the very moment when they are pronounced, and makes them ring dead with the hollowness of the abyss." -- Thomas Merton

Friday, December 9, 2011


This summer and fall, it was both laughable and infuriating to see NBA commissioner David Stern take it between the cheeks every lockout day from the vampire owners (led by Greatest and Dumbest Dickhead of All Time, Michael Jordan); and lying every day to the sports media about everything. And now Stern allows this blatant hijacking of a three-team, league-changing, completely above-board trade!

However, as someone who's always bled Purple-and-Gold: what were the Lakers thinking here? Blowing most of your trade value on a point guard who's as fragile as he is magnificent? (With L.A. having one of the most brutal 66-game schedules in the shortened season.) Without Paul signing an extension? And without receiving in return the underrated Emeka Okafor as replacement big man for Gasol? Most important, any future deal for the incomparable (and indestructible) Dwight Howard becomes impossible without Odom or Gasol available to send along with the benumbed Andrew Bynum.

You did it for your usual slimy reasons, David -- but thank you! (Even though Gasol and Odom -- notoriously moody players under the best of circumstances -- have already started their funks.)

Back to the plantation for NBA darkies. Or in the words of great Pacers forward Danny Granger:
"Due to the sabotaging of the LA/NO trade by David Stern and following in the footsteps of my athlete brethern Metta World Peace and Chad Ochocinco, I'm changing my last name to 'Stern's Bitch', effective immediately."

Plantation Update: the reigning Sixth Man of the Year for draft "considerations"!!

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Seventh Heaven

76 years after the birth of Mr. Chomsky, and 63 years after the Japanese retaliation at Pearl Harbor for the 1937-41 U.S./Brit economic terror war against it (explained here by Mr. Chomsky), Saya-chan was born!

Happy 7th birthday! Tanjoubi omedetou gozaimasu!

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Happy Birthday, Professor!

Celebrating 83 years today, without a moment's slow down. . .

Saturday, December 3, 2011

From Allen to Fallon

Is there a more accurate embodiment of the "comedy" aspects of our smirking prick HiDefecation culture than the flyspeck known as Jimmy Fallon? Not only does Fallon's material seem like something shat out by a bunch of luded dimwits (and lapped up by his equally luded, I guess, live audience), but Fallon's delivery and timing make the dead seem creative. And such Coolness! (This from a pimp for the crime combine known as Capital One Bank.) How the heck did this guy get his own late-night talk show? How the heck did serial-murderer Barack Obama get to be President? Both by being psychopathically ambitious Nowhere Men, I guess. . .

Could this, and the four-eyed tubby sidekick, be parody?

What makes Fallon even more repulsive is that he and his gimmick occupy the same midtown NBC studio space once occupied by the greatest late-night host of all time (and pretty much forgotten), Steve Allen.

Most of the great stuff from 50s and early-60s television has been remastered and Blu-rayed. Not Allen's. At the moment, nothing of Steve Allen exists on DVD/Blu-ray or is planned for release, which must make pygmies such as Jimmy Fallon feel real safe.

Legend has it that one night in the late-1950s, Allen passed out lemons to all members of the studio audience, then led his audience outside to launch an attack on a nearby fruit stand, run by a guy who'd been mean to Allen earlier that week -- an attack which today would give birth to 10,000 lawsuits and have Allen and his audience immediately arrested as a terrorist organization.

Steve Allen!

Monday, November 28, 2011


Grand Unification Theory.

The great Peter Dale Scott with a brilliant capturing of our past 50 years. Rather detailed and at times hard to follow (with webcam video and sound), but very worthwhile.

The footnoted text.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

American Idols

Sunday, November 20, 2011


And loved by millions of 6-year-olds the world over.

Friday, November 18, 2011

The Year That Was

Another small piece of the harmonic good cheer of '63.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

New Pig City

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Occupy N.B.A.

Etan Thomas says it.

Thursday, November 10, 2011


Gone four years now.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011


The greatest Heavyweight of all time, used up and spit out by the sports media now celebrating him. Anti-Jordan, Anti-Tiger, R.I.P.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Hot Air

Sources told ESPN.com's Henry Abbott that in a Thursday evening conference call among owners, Michael Jordan of the Charlotte Bobcats was among a vocal group of owners upset at NBA commissioner David Stern for not driving a harder bargain to this point. The New York Times reported that Jordan's group wants the players' share to be no higher than 47 percent, down 10 percent from its current 57.
Good job, Mr. Dickhead. Now try to sign a top free-agent over the next ten years.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011


Monday, October 31, 2011


Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Carlin Street

That's where I want to live.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011


Inside current US culture, kids are generally seen as knowing and obnoxious schemers, somehow always smarter than their parents, sexualized, made to seem like junior-mint Yuppies about as narcissistic as the grown-ups. One of the remaining beautiful parts of Japan is the respect shown toward children as children. Most books, television, games, toys, anime, and movies seem emotionally sophisticated, and the creators expect Japanese children to understand. . .

Komaneko is one of the sweetest and saddest movies/anime I know. And so quiet. Another difference: turn on anything American for kids and there won't be more than a nano-second of silence.

Created by Tsuneo Goda, from 2006. (The shorter Komaneko Christmas can be found here.)

Friday, October 21, 2011

Blood Simple

Another international leader murdered, another legal and historic abomination, another chorus of cheers from the gibbering class, another day in the USA.

Another view of the victim of Obama's latest bloodletting; and about chickens coming home to roost . . .

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

The Unpeople

In news from Yemen, the U.S. government is being accused of killing a 16-year-old U.S. citizen in a drone strike last week. The teenager, Abdulrahman al-Awlaki, became the third American killed in Yemen in a U.S. drone strike in the past three weeks. He was the son of Anwar al-Awlaki, the U.S.-born cleric assassinated in a separate drone strike last month. Initial news accounts reported Abdulrahman al-Awlaki was 21 years old, but his family says he was only 16. They said he was born in Denver in 1995. Nasser al-Awlaki, the boy’s grandfather, said, "To kill a teenager is just unbelievable, really, and they claim that he is an al-Qaeda militant. It’s nonsense. They want to justify his killing, that’s all."

Chris Floyd.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

How to Talk to Rocks

Monday, October 17, 2011

What's Wrong With This Picture?

Playful? Against the most sophisticated and deepest police state in human history? Against the most vicious and selfish money class?

Chris Hedges aside, my hunch is that things have become so bad, that normal political action has become so delinked from consequence, the only chance for a weakening of Corporate suffocation is to start making Jamie Dimon, Ben Bernanke, Lloyd Blankfein, Tim Geithner, Larry Summers, Brian Moynihan, Hank Paulsen, Dick Fuld, John Mack, John Thain and all their apparatchiks very physically uncomfortable.

One year later, the permanent Egyptian comprador class is stronger and more entrenched than ever. And whatever happened to all that jumping and yelling in Wisconsin? (Besides the carceral anti-union laws going into effect.)

France, Russia, Mexico, Cuba, South Africa, the Congo, China, Iran, Algeria, Nicaragua, the antebellum South -- all successful revolutions against much weaker established states than USA 2011. And not one of them playful.

A Kent State/Jackson State event may be in the offing. Then back to iPhone apps?

Once again, Mr. Twain:
"There were two 'Reigns of Terror', if we could but remember and consider it; the one wrought murder in hot passion, the other in heartless cold blood; the one lasted mere months, the other had lasted a thousand years; the one inflicted death upon a thousand persons, the other upon a hundred million; but our shudders are all for the horrors of the momentary Terror, so to speak; whereas, what is the horror of swift death by the axe compared with lifelong death from hunger, cold, insult, cruelty and heartbreak? A city cemetery could contain the coffins filled by that brief terror that we have all been so diligently taught to shiver at and mourn over; but all France could hardly contain the coffins filled by that older and real Terror -- that unspeakable bitter and awful Terror which none of us has been taught to see in its vastness or pity as it deserves."

Sunday, October 16, 2011


One year before his execution by the National Security State, almost to the minute.

April 4, 1967, Riverside Church in Harlem.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

No More

Thursday, October 13, 2011


Not that assassinating the Saudi Ambassador (and the rest of the "royal family") isn't a great idea. . .

Ray McGovern, Justin RaimondoPatrick and Alexander CockburnGareth Porter.

Pretty rich smoke coming from a regime that just summarily executed three U.S. citizens. . .

Monday, October 10, 2011


The protests are being infiltrated.

While the pigs are being pigs.

Sunday, October 9, 2011


Thank you, Michael Hickox.

Friday, October 7, 2011

The C.B.A.

The new Communist Basketball Association! Bill Simmons and Jay Kang explain.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

"A Great American said. . ."

And about all those whining darkies. . .

Wednesday, October 5, 2011


My favorite basketball player (and GM) of all time. Pure heart.

Jonathan Abrams with a beautiful piece.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011


50 years ago tonight: the show at its most deranged.

Not a cloud in sight. . .

Monday, October 3, 2011

The Moment

Sunday, October 2, 2011


There are no excuses left. Either you join the revolt taking place on Wall Street and in the financial districts of other cities across the country or you stand on the wrong side of history. Either you obstruct, in the only form left to us, which is civil disobedience, the plundering by the criminal class on Wall Street and accelerated destruction of the ecosystem that sustains the human species, or become the passive enabler of a monstrous evil. Either you taste, feel and smell the intoxication of freedom and revolt or sink into the miasma of despair and apathy. Either you are a rebel or a slave. -- Chris Hedges


Saturday, October 1, 2011

The Most

"The most disastrous president in our history in terms of civil liberties" says Jonathan Turley.

Friday, September 30, 2011

The Killer

Nice how our greasy pole climber, teaching us each day the humanity of George W. Bush and Dick Cheney, at last found his Presidential niche. Two years ago, the Facebook psychopath (and his minions) arrogated unto Himself (and themselves) the right to kill anyone on the planet, anywhere, any place, at any time -- including (especially) U.S. citizens. (And to think Nixon was to be impeached for ordering the break-in at Dan Ellsberg's psychiatrist's office.) No indictment, no trial, no charges, no sentence, no judge, jury or evidence. Since the huckster has otherwise proven to be a WH political incompetent not seen since the days of Warren G. Harding, it does warm the cockles to see him excel at something: remote control extermination -- ending the life of another human being with the ease of sending a Twitter tweet.

Since it's now clear that Barack Obama's sole mission was to take the guilt monkey off the backs of a generation or two of cocksucking corporate vampires -- homo Reaganus -- how appropriate he's become the public apostle of breaking the link between human extermination and human consequence -- a daily supersaturation of amorality that fails any longer to outrage or even interest. This killer is an intergalactic bore.

In another must read, Chris Floyd indicts Obama's latest Designer Murder.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

The Letter

Get lost.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Chump Change

Monday, September 26, 2011

A Tale of Two Heroes (and One Thief)

1957, a teenager's jalopy, a busted fan belt, a minister, Edie and Irma (two fetching and scheming girls), a bank robber, angora dice, a missing secretary, the meaning of heroism, and a rather radical way of telling the story.

Bud Anderson, carrying his new fan belt, is at a bank teller's line as the man in front of him attempts to rob the bank. Terrified, Bud faints, falling forward into the robber and accidentally trapping the outlaw's legs in the fan belt. Proclaimed across Springfield as a brave and fast-thinking young hero, Bud eventually confesses, when pressed by parents and his Reverend into making a speech on courage before the family congregation.

2011, first-class vs. coach, an obnoxious female Yuppie, too-long shoelaces, a smashed airline passenger, a $300 bottle of wine, a silly prick by the name of Ricky Gervais, an obnoxious gay waiter, a $500 male scarf, a British bitch actress, a $200 theater ticket, Mister Simmington -- a play about life and death and war, an attempted subway mugging.

Larry David, flying to Manhattan for no apparent reason (with no good use made of NYC in later episodes from a flat and disappointing 8th year), fails to interest an attractive female seatmate. After visiting a coach-class restroom (heaven forbid!), he trips over his sneaker shoelaces and falls forward into a large boisterous drunk who was about to assault a stewardess. Knocked to the floor, the drunken man begs befuddled Larry to not hurt him anymore, that he will go away quietly. Acclaimed a hero by stewardess and passengers, Larry returns to his first-class space alongside a now more-than-willing seatmate.

The rest of the episode is a series of sour and aggressive exchanges between David and Ricky Gervais. Larry's exposed as shoelace tripper rather than hero, loses his seatmate -- turned girlfriend -- turned ex-girlfriend (now going out with Gervais). All ends with Larry coming to the subway rescue of Gervais and ex-girlfriend by beating the tar out of a Latino street tough with a loaf of designer bread.

Uh, huh.

Friday, September 23, 2011


Happy 85th birthday.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

We Are

1968 - 2011

Saturday, September 17, 2011


Thursday, September 15, 2011

Noam on the Day

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Pop Goes the Weiner

If this doesn't convince someone to primary-challenge the White House weasel, what will?

Monday, September 12, 2011

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Happy Birthday!

To the blog.

And to Rob! (The Dick Van Dyke Show premiered 50 years ago this month.)

Friday, August 26, 2011


Wednesday, August 24, 2011


Sunday, August 21, 2011


Oz and best friend Thorny argue about a series of books called The Rover Boys (Ozzie claims there was no Rover Boys Go to Treasure Island while Thorny insists there was). Having absolutely nothing in the world to do, Ozzie rushes to the nearest library and there runs into David's English teacher. When she asks Oz what he's looking for -- ashamed to mention the Rover Boys -- he grabs the nearest book at hand, a 25-pound version of The Peloponnesian War, Volume One. Astonished by this scholarly taste, the English teacher invites Ozzie to lecture on Ancient Greece to her PTA book club -- an offer David's dad cannot refuse. This all happens pretty quickly, and soon we're into the near-entirety of the episode: Ozzie struggling through four massive volumes of Sir Henry Parkinson's unread masterpiece. Strangely, Thorny's also going through the books, even though he wasn't even invited to attend the lecture. Just being a good pal, I guess. Eventually, Harriet saves the day by calling the English teacher and telling her Ozzie is sick.

A mind-boggling 23 minutes (wish I could find the uncut version) composed of less than 50 shots -- average shot length over 30 seconds. (The average Curb Your Enthusiasm, for current example and a show not editorially-retarded, runs 28 minutes containing almost 500 shots.)

Ozzie Nelson is the Carl Dreyer of television!

Monday, August 15, 2011

Stop Hoping

California Democratic Party May Dump Its Progressive Caucus for Proposing a Primary Challenge to Obama

On July 30th the Progressive Caucus of the California Democratic Party passed a resolution proposing that a primary challenge be offered to Obama next year.  The Progressive Caucus's certification expired at the same time, and while other caucuses were routinely recertified that day by the state party, the Progressive Caucus would not have been, had a vote been held.  So the recertification was tabled, and the Progressive Caucus is in limbo.  It no longer exists.

Bernie Sanders? Can't we find someone who can still chew his own food?

Matt Damon! (Better yet -- George Clooney.)

Friday, August 12, 2011


A beautiful essay by Hugh Iglarsh.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Mr. Gladio Goes to London

What the heck happened to pig Murdoch and the NewsCorp scandal? What happened to all those calls for sniffy-pimp Cameron's resignation (and prosecution)? And how 'bout the coming investigations of Scotland Yard's stiff-upper-lippers?

Arthur Silber and Hal Austin have some answers. Does Gladio (here and here)?

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

The Last Liberal

37 years ago today, Richard Nixon said goodbye.

Was he the last man standing against corporate totalitarianism and the complete political takeover by the National Security State (yes, on the backs of millions of dead Southeast Asians)?

Three views.

And Chris Floyd's masterpiece essay.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

And Sometimes the Bear Eats You

Bet the PCP market goes down as well.

Friday, August 5, 2011

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Happy 50th, Pigfucker

Posted here upon the second anniversary of Barack Obama's swearing-in:
In January 2011, the country is now further to the right than at any time in its history, with a more debased political culture than ever before. More corporatized, with a completely hijacked State. There is more police power, private and public. Less personal and family privacy. Less freedom of movement -- physically, artistically, politically, and especially in terms of work. The connection between what people vote for and what they get is now absolutely delinked. Eisenhower's "military-industrial complex" -- a complex he allowed to be created by turning over national security policy to the Dulles brothers and a complex that would murder his successor -- is now a military-corporate-intelligence state in control of everything. Bush's wars have metastasized -- while staying exactly the same in effect in Iraq -- into a massive expansion in Afghanistan, a massive expansion covertly in Iran, Indonesia, and Columbia (with the heroic populist governments of Central and South America now in Robert Gates's [Leon Panetta's] drone-sights), and new wars in Pakistan and Yemen. Not one perp from the Bush/Cheney crime gang has been gone after. Obama has claimed the right to murder anyone, at anytime, for any reason, anywhere on the planet. There is less control than ever over the gangster state of Israel. The people of Palestine and Gaza are forgotten. As are the poor, desperate, and homeless here in America. NAFTA and GATT have been expanded and hardened rather than reversed. Cap-and-trade was allowed to be hijacked by Goldman Sachs et al. - then killed. The BP/Gulf horror was not used to shift the country away from energy over-development toward conservation. Obama's Justice Department has Godfathered the public crucifixion of whistle blowers and true public servants such as Julian Assange (while setting Assange up for eventual extradition and Gitmo-ing), while also rewriting rules for use of Miranda warnings. There have been FBI raids on the homes and offices of anti-war activists. The criminal enterprise known as the Pharmaceutical/ Insurance/Healthcare "industry" is now more powerful, corrupt, incompetent, and privatized than ever before. The last great industrial union -- Walter Reuther's UAW -- was destroyed by Obama and his henchmen by means which would've made Ronald Reagan blush. Most state and local governments are bankrupt, and abandoned. All public service unions are now on the run in America's new form of McCarthyism. Obama has set us up for the coup de grĂ¢ce: the Neo-Feudal dismantling of all public and egalitarian struggles and accomplishments of the past 150 years. Checkmate.
But who'd a-thunk in the following six months, he would:

Support Mubarak.

Murder thousands of Pakistani and Afghan civilians by the perfect Obamian murder weapon -- a computer-controlled drone strike.

Launch aggressive war against Somalia.

Launch aggressive war against Libya.

Embrace the mob-family dictatorship in Bahrain.

Push for the largest defense increase in world history, while bleating about "austerity" and "shared sacrifice": restrained -- by House Republicans.

Appoint Reichsmarschall David von Petraeus as CIA Director, eliminating the fail-safe wall between civilian intelligence and military action.

Let Bibi Netanyahu publicly cornhole him on the White House lawn. (And when Bibi was done, Lloyd Blankfein and Jamie Dimon took over.)

Nationally celebrate the murder of an unarmed old man by dozens of PCP addicts, in the presence of his wife and children.

Nationally celebrate the murder of Moamar Gadafy's son and three grandchildren, in one of hundreds of assassination attempts against Gadafy himself. (Who as of January 2011 was still on the US Good Guy list.)

Stick a shiv in Elizabeth Warren's back ~ instead appointing a male dishrag. (The shiv to Warren being in the classic tradition: Jeremiah Wright and the Trinity Baptist Church, Bill Ayers and Bernadine Dohrn, David Patterson, ACORN, Van Jones, Charles Bolden, Shirley Sherrod, etc.)

Prevent Holder and the Justice Department from pursuing Murdoch and the NewsCorp scandal.

And wind-up LEADING the corporate totalitarian destruction of what was left of public policy, public social concern, public investigations, public education, magnanimity, forbearance, gentleness, mercy, protection of the weak; and pushing the Republican Party further than it ever hoped to go -- instead of fighting it.

Swept in on a wave of populist energy and hope, this designer Judas has led the most vicious assault on the poor and powerless in US history -- a Judas who clearly views any kind of politics save the politics of corrupt privilege as sentimental rot.     So here's hoping you and your Mutant Elite supporters choke on the black truffle sandwiches and butterfly pasta with squid at one of your many birthday celebrations tonight, you slick and slimy cocksucker.

Monday, August 1, 2011

Boy in the Hood

In honor of the pimp's Big Deal.

Chris Floyd.
So the deed is done. The "debt ceiling" crisis has been "resolved" by a further maniacal destruction of the commonweal, in a bipartisan pact that completely ignores the murderous imperial wars as the primary drain on the nation's treasury. The deal also sets up an unaccountable politburo (the special "Super Congress" committee) that will remove further coddling of the rich from the democratic process altogther.

However, I do feel I must defend our president from the charges of "weakness" and "cowardice" and "capitulation" that are pouring in on his noble head from all sides. Many learned Thebans are advancing the idea that Barack Obama has somehow "capitulated" to "extremists" who "forced" him into this "terrible deal."

The truth of course is that the Republican "extremists" served the same function for Obama as the "fatal vision" of the daggers did for Macbeth: "Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going." Obama came into office declaring his intent to strike a "grand bargain" on the deficit, eagerly putting Medicare, Social Security and other programs on the table for "reforms." He made clear from the start that his first and foremost allegiance was to the elite institutions of the financial markets (and the militarist oligarchy they feed); hence the $13 trillion offered up to Wall Street as compared to the transparently inadequate $700 billion offered as "stimulus" to the rest of the country -- money that was like tossing a few grains of sand into an ocean of economic need ... and which is now gone anyway.

Obama had many options for avoiding this "crisis," long before it came to a head. He didn't take those options because, like all good disaster capitalists, he wanted and needed a crisis of this sort to enact the brutal economic agenda he has openly advocated from the beginning. The result, of course, will be further impoverishment and diminishment in the lives of millions of ordinary people, for years to come -- and, ironically, the eventual collapse of the monstrous system that supports the ravenous elite that Obama serves with such panache.

History affords few examples of the political elite of a country commiting such an act of national suicide in order to protect the already super-rich from the slightest impingement of their already colossal fortunes.

I suppose Easter Island might serves a pertinent precursor.

Thursday, July 28, 2011


"Hitler is dead, but the bitch that bore him is in heat again." - Brecht

Justin Raimondo on the Aryan fascist killer's bearers (and handlers).

Wednesday, July 27, 2011


You tell me the difference.

Friday, July 22, 2011

Good Man

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Reading This Blog Can Get You Fired

Sieg Heil.

 (And check out the comments section to see just how gutless this "society" has become.)

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Monday, July 4, 2011


Noam Chomsky in Cologne, June 7th.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Made in the USA

John Ashcroft even looks like Harry Feist.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

"I Wanted To Be With You Much Longer"

The ending of Haibane Renmei, "Prayer"

The previous twelve episodes.

Friday, July 1, 2011

R.I.P. N.B.A.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Nothing Up His Sleeve

Gareth Porter on Obama's Afghan "withdrawal."

Linh Dinh on our "Sentimental Mass Murderer."

And David Walsh on Tom Hayden pimpin' for the Pimp.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

A Picture is Worth

An amiable Navy veteran loses his comfortable job at a big-box store, enrolls in community college, and seeks to reinvent himself while falling for his apathetic speech professor in this romantic comedy reteaming Academy Award-winning Charlie Wilson's War co-stars Tom Hanks and Julia Roberts. Larry Crowne (Hanks) has just been downsized. The unfortunate victim of a failing economy, Larry decides that his best option to avoid becoming idle is to take some classes at his local community college. In no time, Larry befriends a colorful group of moped-obsessed outcasts on the road to self-improvement, and begins working to sharpen his communication skills in a public speaking class taught by Mercedes Tainot (Roberts). Disenchanted with her job and bored in her marriage, Mercedes has begun to feel as if she's missing out on life. But whenever she's with Larry, all of her problems seem to disappear. Now, just as Larry and Mercedes are feeling as if their lives have been put on hold, they both discover that fate sometimes has a way of giving us exactly what we need, at precisely the right time.

Sunday, June 19, 2011


My "I Love Bob Newhart" post back in early-February should've included this PBS American Masters tribute from 2005. The '05 Bob isn't looking his best, but the show itself is very solid.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Sister Hood

Katha Pollit in The Nation.
France, I don’t like you anymore. Because what is the point of having all those smart, cultivated, social-democratically inclined secular people if it turns out they are such self-satisfied creeps? . . . Almost as repellent as the sexual entitlement of French men, with their insistence on their seigneurial right to “heavy flirting,” is the docility and feminine-mystique-ization of the French women who enable them. Well, maybe it’s not entirely their fault: not only do they never get to eat a square meal (oh, so that’s why French women don’t get fat), masses of them are on tranquilizers —- twice as many as French men, and one of the highest rates in the world. But how pathetic is it to see them rising in defense of their right to be pawed by their bosses (“in France we don’t want war between the sexes. . .” writes Laurence Masurel, former political editor of Paris Match). Or applauding men for betraying them as if it’s proof of their manly greatness, as did Anne Sinclair, DSK’s zillionaire wife: “I am quite proud! For a political man, it is important to seduce.” How out of it are French women? In one poll, they were even a little bit more likely than men to believe that DSK was the victim of a plot (a view held by a majority of both sexes) and less likely than men to believe he was definitely not a victim of a plot.
Uh, huh.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Happy Days Are Here Again

"Are we about to enter a second Great Depression?"

Yes 50%
No 41%


Yes 48%
No 43%

Thursday, June 9, 2011


Tomoyasu Murata’s stop-motion works are without dialogue: Nostalgia (2000), Scarlet Road (2002), White Road (2003), Indigo Road (2006), Lemon Road (2008). Slow, painterly shots follow characters around on journeys remembering relics of the past -- happy days with a family, a deceased child, a deceased wife.

White Road.