The breathless Insurrection Groupies are quickly laying out their wares in the wake of the Boston bombings; The Government Blew Up The Marathon And Blasted Screws Into A Crowd Of Americans And Others In Boston That Day. Naturally! The government wants us to embrace Martial Law in our terror, is killing its own in order to condition us for the coming gulag epoch. Conspiracy is in the air. Yuck! Open a window! Fact is, we are wealthy bored fatheads, daydreaming of conspiracy and revolution in our Nordstrom-issue Che t-shirts, spoiling for the coming war against the jackbooted government army. First they’ll take our guns, next they’ll want the Prius! Where does the madness end? There are now so many conspiracies they are tripping over each other by the water cooler at Devilish Cabal Headquarters. It’s a sort of National Munchhausen Syndrome. It’s no secret that governments keep secrets. So do teachers, parents, 8-year-olds, firemen, astronauts, butchers, bakers and candlestick makers. There is no magic in secrecy. There are secrets, of course. Some of them probably paradigm-changing, many banal and clerkish. Yes, there are closed-door meetings wherein unnamed men and women conspire to empower and enrich themselves at Our expense. But a government Conspiracy to bring in martial law and strip us of our rights is not exactly what the Billionaire Black Helicopter Commission wants. The U.S. has about 4% of the world’s population and about 30% of the dough. Our POOR are in the world’s top 14% of earners. THE U.S. IS THE 1% IN MOST OF THE WORLD. We are right to moan about income inequality etc. That’s real. But make no mistake; we are fat rich jerks, and the rich are getting richer by the hour. Not all of these ‘entrepreneurs’ are of the Adam Smith variety. Wealth = Power = Wealth = Power = Wealth. Repeat without rinsing. Do you REALLY think the capitalist cartel, the Lever Pullers whom conspiracy pornographers place at the center of their fever dream, are going to turn the U.S., their freaking Cash Cow, into an Orwellian Martial purgatory? Things are sunny for the leveraged set! The Black Helicopter Billionaires don’t want jackboots kicking in taxpayers’ doors in the middle of the night. That’d be like arresting and waterboarding your own piggy bank. We can salivate over our gov’t takeover fantasies all day. It’s happening elsewhere, folks. We’re spoiled little First World bitches hungry for awesome adventure. If you’re starved for an insurrection against a cabal of government murderers, there are plenty of freedom-craving benighted places in the world whose broken populations would be happy to host you and arm you and send you to the front. The bad news is you will have to leave your centrally-heated three-bedroom dish-antenna cluster to do it. And you may be shot at.
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The blood thrumming around the still-point of this light headache can be traced back to the first rain. That is, our blood just sort of drifts, like smoke, through time; with stops in the Cambrian, the Renaissance and so on. It’s an impenetrable, infinitely-layered heap of unknowing. Okay? (sighs) Yeah The World (as it’s called) is a hopeless lucid dream, but not the kind where you can leap off a building, flap your arms and take joyous id-flight. It’s the kind where you show up for just long enough to see yourself in a mirror and Know that You are Here. That apparently necessary bit of business having been addressed, thermodynamics or some other such fancy idiot enters with a tea towel over its forearm, takes you politely by the gnarled elbow and ushers you back into the soil, where the mostly irritating Circle of Life awaits to make of you a tree, then a shoebox, then wet mush in a landfill again. Bring me my slippers! Oh…never mind. But I’m not here to philosophishizzle. We’re doomed animals at the momentary top of a food chain of no eternal consequence. It feels like. That’s not meant to be a downer. Bacharach sprang from the Ur-ooze, so that recommends the place. Let us celebrate our moment in the hum de dum dum de dum de de de dum dum. View all posts by jef