End The Red State-Blue State Divide!

To unite the nation, what America needs is a Liberal-Conservative Junta!

Bad Memory Books

Nightfall is a science-fiction classic by masters Isaac Asimov and Robert Silverberg detailing the apocalyptic coming to darkness of a planet illuminated by multiple suns. I borrowed it from the Terryberry public library in Hamilton as a young adult. A great read, marred by a scarring memory:

SOME SOCIOPATH HAD INSERTED DEAD FLIES INTO EVERY FIFTY OR SO PAGES!

Somehow I finished the book regardless, but this methodical defiler has made me wary of library books ever since, and also wary of science-fiction fans. I'm sure he has gone on to barbecue cats and make dresses from the lard he's cut out of his own belly. Thank you for ruining my memory of a good book and scarring my childhood, you asshole.

Mister E. Steam

Capitalism Vs. Socialism, Reductio Ad Absurdum

SOCIALISM sez:
Freedom of speech won't feed my children!


CAPITALISM sez:
To hell with poverty, we'll get drunk on cheap wine!

Clear The Map & Start Again

I've been uninspired of late, curiously flat. I need a cause, something to feel passionate about. Freeing the Western Sahara from Moroccan imperialism has come to mind. I like plucky little nationalist struggles no one pays much attention. Nationalism has been the greatest contender for secular religion but what nation can live up to the hype. I want some kind of transnationalist movement, but not of the rootless cosmopolitan type. Nothing as antiquated as communism and punk rock. Something true to the times, an alternative to Americanism and political Islam. Western high culture might be a nice ideal if it existed anymore. Discordianism is just too silly. No one will die in the name of postmodernism and that's why it's a paper tiger. My ideal cause would invoke the all-encompassing spirit of "Mind/Body/Light/Sound" by Swans: "throw yourself in the sea, there's nothing solid down here." It needs that vision thing. Race as identity is stupid and played out, class as identity is stupid and played out, gender as identity is stupid and played out. Religion will and has outlasted them all. There's a lesson there. The "new atheism" of Dawkins and Hitchens and other noted British assholes isn't new at all, it's just rank positivism that happens to fit the zeitgeist. We need a new mysticism more than a new atheism. I like secret societies, but their secrets usually suck. People used to be afraid of Freemasons; that's a sign of respect. It's like with poetry. Someone said that Stalin paid poets the biggest compliment they could receive by imprisoning and torturing them. Because it proved they mattered. Jews matter so people still have conspiracies about them. Freemasons are now irrelevant so people don't. Infamy is still an indication of perverse vitality, which is why the rate of conversion to Islam in America increased after 9/11. Art doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't threaten, people won't kill or die for it. The revolutionary forces of the past have been tapped out. What next? What is the next level shit, the hidden Imam we've all been waiting for? I have half a mind to start a cult because I feel I could do a better job than some of the bullshit out there. If L. Ron Hubbard and Joseph Smith can give meaning to people's lives through, respectively, science-fiction and historical fantasy, perhaps more literary genres could provide a solid ideological basis. Does the world need another religion? Yes, or possibly a more muscular Buddhism. I'd really like to see Buddhists take a more proactive approach, like sending missionaries to convert the Afghans back to their O.G. faith. The Muslims may have suicide bombers but the Buddhists have guys burning themselves to death as demonstrations of devotion. If Buddhists had perpetrated 9/11 maybe it would be the world's fastest growing religion. People would have a newfound respect for the lotus with the semi-automatic, perhaps wiping away the taint of Richard Gere and the Beastie Boys. There must be a place for the superfluous man to rest his hat. The Baaders and the Meinhofs of the world are still there, looking for an excuse. Who's going to light the fuse? I wager history isn't dead yet despite the best efforts of its zombie crypt-keepers. I don't want to be pessimistic. So freedom for the Saharawi people and may you get the independence you deserve. Clear the map and start again.

Illustrated Lyrics Of The Day

Swans - Celebrity Lifestyle

The secret sign of a charmed existence
Is the shiny liquid on her lips
And the ecstasy that comes with her image
Grows from the power that the money gives
And she's got a celebrity lifestyle
And she's just floating in space
Yeah she's got a celebrity lifestyle
And all her children want a suck and a taste of oh her
Celebrity lifestyle
Yeah her celebrity life
And she's just a drug addiction
And a self reflecting image of a narcotized mind
The secret wisdom of 120 days is hidden deep in between her legs
And sexual transcendence is reserved for the wealthy
But is only one joy that money can make
She's got a celebrity lifestyle
And she's got a glowing white face
Yeah she's got a celebrity lifestyle
And she ties her naked children up with wires and lace
Oh her celebrity lifestyle is the product of a celebrity mind
And her celebrity mouth is the perfect image of the end of time
Oh we're alive
Oh we're alive
Oh my celebrity lifestyle
Oh my celebrity fear

A Healthy Habit

It's always fun when you're walking down a crowded street to point out all the people who would be executed if they lived in different countries or were around in different time periods.

How Did I Find Big Black's "The Hammer Party" For A Dollar At A Hamilton Public Library Sale?

The Everlasting Phallus

Like a Persian in his palace,
Like a rapper with his chalice;
Scepter blinging, pulsing, skeeting:
It's the everlasting phallus.

To the harem go the hoes,
To the gallows go the bitches;
To the castle go the soldiers,
To the dungeon go the snitches.

Pimping, hustling crime lord Duce;
Victor's power recognition.
Duelling, shooting cowboy chieftain;
And the women in the kitchen.

To the mouth goes deez nutz,
Sure as Islam means submission:
Every poet is a rapper,
But without the sense of mission.

The booty never tires
Of rhythm in succession;
To grind, to dare, to seek
The permanent erection.

Know Your Enemy

"Nonetheless, Better Never to Have Been has its own modest utility. It unveils ‘the greatest good of the greatest number’ as the secret password of nihilism."
- Michael Cook in Sp!ked Review of Books

Lost In The Doodle