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gonzo evangelizing the eschaton
gonzo evangelizing the eschaton
Jan 27th
Stories like this continue to fuel my skepticism about what to expect from the new Obama Administration. We certainly don’t have a “Meet the New Boss, Same as the Old Boss” situation in the transition from Dubya to Obama, but it is hard to come to terms with the news that a popular president who rode into office largely on a promise to end the Iraq War has already begun bombing another country, Pakistan.
Am I missing something here?
Meanwhile, what’s up with the banks? Are we all just holding our breath hoping they don’t collapse? Kinda seems like it.
And, finally, I better stop looking at nutter-butter Tin Foil Hat Society sites like prisonplanet.com so I don’t have to give too much thought to new Congressional bills authorizing the use of newly constructed FEMA camps to house US citizens allegedly in the event of “temporary housing, medical, and humanitarian assistance to individuals and families dislocated due to an emergency or major disaster,” or to “meet other appropriate needs, as determined by the Secretary of Homeland Security”…
Jan 23rd
Well, I just got back from a week in DC. The Historic Inauguration of President Barack Obama. First off, yes, it was ALL THAT. And then some. I didn’t even get the full experience because so much of my experience was enveloped in the chaos of a shirt vending gig that went more than a little awry, but after ten election rallies and spending Election Night in Chicago’s Grant Park, I think I can safely say that the movement that Barack Obama is the figurehead for is a powerful, beautiful force to behold.
Now… how to hold onto and channel this energy into concrete, tangible, positive change? First things first… in his first days in office, Obama has been going through bad Bush policies and either reversing them or freezing them as quickly and completely as possible. He’s opened a Whoop-Ass sized can of Bush-Be-Gone and at the very least it’s going a LONG WAY towards clearing the foul stench from the national political air.
But… I am a long way from feeling like the national challenges will get swept up in a tidal wave of rampant Hopiness that will right every wrong, usher in a new era of peaceful co-existence and ecologically sustainable living and leave us all feeling the warm fuzzies for this guy for years to come.
First… the Energy Crisis… if Michael Ruppert is right, then the Energy Crisis is the root crisis in the economic meltdown. I am not an economist. I haven’t even made an effort to understand economics until, oh, about five or six years ago. Then I read a book called Petrodollar Warfare and my vantage point on money and politics shifted rapidly. I had read Federal Reserve Scam information and looked at the way in which The Fed loans money to the Treasury at interest on the face value, but what I had not fully comprehended was the relationship between the strength of the dollar and the political loyalty of OPEC to the United States.
After reading Petrodollar Warfare I came to view every finanancial interaction though the lense of deep-rooted global chess playing that essentially viewed the so-called First World as the entitled recipients of all petroleum and as the United States as the Favored Child in this game, so much so that if the United States fell out of favor, its economy would plummet overnight.
So now, with the collapse of the investment banks, it looks like that night has come. Bankers are packing up and fleeing in the night as quickly as they can. No one wants to be around saying “The Buck Stops Here” when the bad debt comes home to roost, least of all the people who encouraged that deficit spending the most…
Yes, on some basic level, I’m still pretty much bluffing when it comes to explaining my comprehension of the economy. I’m just reading the tea leaves as I see them. The dollar’s connection to OPEC oil is pretty much indisputable. And if Peak Oil theories are accurate, then the volatility of The Dollar (and every other Currency on the planet) is pretty much what’s really at stake in this so-called economic meltdown.
Do we fall into full-scale global economic freefall or is there something very tangible about The Audacity of Hope…???
I’m asking here, because I truly do not know.
Is it enough to collectively Aspire to a better world? On some simple level I think this may, in fact, be all that’s needed. We need to realign our personal compasses so that our True North is not pointing simply to accumulating clutter to ward off some fear of scarcity and realign to something deeper in all of us, something more like our True Aspirations or True Desire.
At the core of this, for me, is the question of how best to frame my reality. It is too easy to be a Doomsayer. The Sky has been Falling for years. There’s nothing new under the sun. But what if this sky, under this particular sun really is falling at this particular time in history?
Obama has said of his election, “We have chosen Hope over Fear.” Even if Obama turns out to be a shill for the Bilderburglars and other such crooks, Fear fuels too much of the nation’s political mindset. So we need to remain Hope Fiends, even when the deck seems horrifically stacked against us. Pronoia may well be the secret escape hatch… Believe in the notion that the universe is a benign force conspiring on your behalf and you may well find evidence to reinforce this belief. It is, of course, much more appealing than the alternative thoughts… war, famine, brutal battles over resource depletion…
And, of course, on the flip side of the two party coin is the realization that no matter what Obama does, he’ll have inherited the Bush Crime Family’s greatest looting ever and he’ll have to make some sense of it all, even while coming to the realization that a wealthy powerful cabal of foundations are already planning to deconstruct him in the mediasphere. $50 million was spent by these foundations to uncover an out-of-wedlock blow-job during the last Democratic presidency. Who among us can say they’d come out looking clean if anyone spent $50 million investigating their past?
I wish ya the best, Barry! You’re by far the most inspiring candidate in my lifetime! I hope that’s enough to qualify you to steer the nation through the challenges of currency collapse, climate change, peak oil, and, of course, the usual series of headaches that any president has to preside over.
Jan 15th
Fritz, a friend of mine from dead.net, has been posting his “Random Top Ten” on his facebook account… random music that he’s been enjoying on his ipod. I like the idea, so here’s a partially annotated random sampling of music I’ve had on shuffle:
1.) Bongo Bong by Manu Chao
2.) Cat’s Groove by the Freestylers
3.) Anything from Exile on Cold Harbor Lane by A3 / Alabama 3
4.) Anything from Exile on Main Street by the Rolling Stones
5.) Crazy by Gnarls Barkley
6.) Anything by Old Crow Medicine Show
7.) Anything by The Be Good Tanyas
8.) Mocean Worker’s remix of Rare Earth’s “Celebrate”
9.) Rhino’s “Very Best of The Meters”
10.) Trying to find Grace Potter songs that sound as good on my player as they did on Jam Cruise.
Annotation:
1.) Buddhi introduced me to it on the way back from Rani’s funeral
2.) First heard by Haji at the Bass Nympho’s ball and loved ever since.
3.) First heard by Steve Osborn at Burning Man in ’98 and played in constant rotation ever since.
4.) Pretty much my all-time favorite album and the definitive rock and roll turbo-charging of Robert Johnson’s blues.
5.) Pop that got stuck in my head on the way back from symbiosis ’06 that I haven’t yet shook.
6.) Moonshine music at its finest!
7.) Amazing stuff! And I recently discovered that the Be Good Tanyas have Old Crow Medicine Show backing them on many songs.
8.) Thanks Mikio! I’ve always loved Rare Earth and that remix just kicks so much ass!
9.) George Matters! Need I say more?
10.) Thanks for hipping me to her, Chris and Lindsey. Sooo much fun!
Jan 13th
According to posts that have been gleefully circulating amongst alumni, Antioch College will free itself from the shackles of the Board of Trustees and resume being an independent college.
More info available at antiochians.org.
Yay! A joyous day for those of us who revere the ol’ alma mater!
Jan 12th
Well, here it is… my 40th birthday. I’m congested and holed up in Saugerties at Zig’s place. Just got back from Jam Cruise and am gearing up to head to DC for Obama’s inaugural festivities.
As mentioned a couple days ago, I’ve been reading a few posts, including this one from Michael Ruppert that do not exactly give the cheeriest projection of what’s in store for the world in 2009… Complete Global Economic Arrest?!? For real?!? A simultaneous lateral collapse of all governments? It seems a bit extreme. Very Chicken Little.
The thing is, Ruppert’s never struck me as Chicken Little. Rather, he’s struck me as a brutally honest pragmatist who has seen things that would turn lesser individuals ghostly pale. One of those rare “Speaking Truth To Power” folks who has tasted both Truth AND Power and seems to prefer the former to the latter.
So Chicken Little scenarios aside, I’m in an interesting place in my personal life. I’ve been floating for a few years. Almost two rotations around the sun without a residence. And I’m starting to ponder settling down. I don’t want to settle anywhere this side of the Rockies (I’m in NY right now) and would really rather not settle anywhere West of, say, Oakland…
I am also retooling this website, blotterati.com, and trying to get it to flow seamlessly with shakedowngallery.com and popeshady.com… It should take a bit of effort.
Oh, and I think I’m going to make a concerted effort to start typing with Capital Letters at the beginning of sentences again… mostly just to get in the habit of capitalizing after periods. The lovely miss rembert got me writing in lower-case letters more than fifteen years ago and I haven’t gotten out of that habit. It’s fun, but at some point I slip into it when I realize I maybe ought to be writing a bit more formally. Or I’ll switch back and forth arbitrarily from Capitalizing to not capitalizing… and that just gets distracting, for myself as much as anyone else…
So… 40 fuckin’ rotations around the sun and what next? I don’t know. I joked about having a 40th birthday party called MR 40, along the lines of the AT 40 event in Vegas a few years back… And, instead, I’ll post a blog called MR 40 and call it a day.
In the words of Jim Morrison, “Proud to be part of this number!”
Jan 11th
well, i’m back in new york after a fun new years run that started with a jaunt to st louis for dad’s wedding, went to san francisco for new year’s eve, and ended with a vending marathon working the merch booth on the jam cruise…
and now that i’m back in new york? i’m reading about peak oil and the economic meltdown and all of the madness that may be in store when obama takes office in a little more than a week…
much of it is fueled by my interest in the writings of michael ruppert… his reading of the tea leaves is more than a little troubling.
Dec 18th
well, here it is, near the end of 2008 and i’m gearing up for christmas in st louis, dad and jackie’s wedding, new year’s eve in sf with the grateful dead alumni (hopefully!), jam cruise, my 40th birthday, the end of george w. bush’s presidency, and the beginning of obama’s… and, of course, a completely reinvented web presence.
hmmm… time… where does the time go?
i can’t help but think of both who i am and who i thought i was or thought i wanted to be… 40 rotations around the sun, no shit!?!