1984 Generation
I have a terrible dream sometimes, staring across the barren paven lot at a modest cemetary where I take my cigarette break at work. There's a certain irony, and confounded pleasure in realising that ending my life is very real, and not so far off between smoking and working. Prostituting myself for time.
I love an institution like the -Marts. Its amazing to me that of all the people these stores exploit, the consumers at the store have no clue as to the slavery they're supporting. Its like American foriegn policy, and general knowledge of history.
There isn't one. Why on earth would people knock down the WTC? Why on earth would anyone except someone who "hates freedom" shoot at an occupying garrison?
Amnesiacs constantly waking from a slumber.
The full skew:
1984 Generation
I have a terrible dream sometimes, staring across the barren paven lot at a modest cemetary as smoke drifts up from my finger tips, to my lips, and back out. There's a certain irony, and confounded pleasure in realising that the eventual and inevitable ending of my life is very real, and much closer and quicker than I would like to believe. Still, during the week, I am stuck prostituting my precious moments for money.
I love an institution like the Wal-Mart or K-Mart, institution because stripmalls pave America. From coast to coast you can find a fast food joint serving death, a store selling cheap wares and goods stained with the blood of every people you could imagine, cookie cutter hives of dwelling for the complacent slave to store their consumptions. And of course, how can we forget, dotting the entire landscape legal and illegal drug dealers pushing their own form of bliss or happiness or disorientation to escape the predominate, prevailing one.
It is amazing to me that of all the people these stores exploit, the consumers at the store have no clue as to the slavery they're supporting. The sweatshop in China where workers are shot if they attempt to escape, the maquiladoras of northern Mexico where sanitation, air conditioning, $200 shoes, and the amenities possessed by a substantial portion of the "Western" world (by which we refer to rich, white, Europeans and those of European descent). Hell, in Juarez young women get a job in the factory and are never seen again (over 100 unsolved homicides last I heard).
Environmental standards are tossed out or merely skirted around for the benefit of corporations helping to develop foriegn countries by seizing their resources and breaking the backs of their peoples. But I rarely hear about this in school, and I hardly if ever hear about it on TV. The poverty and homelessness in our own country is appalling, and yet day after day we are capable of walking by, turning a blind eye, and acting as if these people comprise a lower caste, or merely don't exist.
Strongly reminiscent to me of American foriegn policy and the common knowledge and understanding of it. When the Executive Branch can't even officially make up its mind on why it is invading another country, and switches pretenses after the fact, you have to wonder what the real reasons are behind everyday decisions. The history of this country is unbeknownst to a vast ecclectic mix of people living in it, but Columbus sure as hell didn't discover a land barren of people, or lined with strip malls and germ bombs.
The question should arise at some juncture in time, space, and existence where one must ask themself what is the meaning of it all; why have we become what we have become; why is me me and you you?
There isn't one, and people don't care. They're too busy with money to ask questions, sometimes they're too busy with money to think about anything but money. Spending that money shopping at Wal-Mart or "upscale retail" stores, or whatever the poison may be. Busy whoring themselves to afford this spending, and to spend more than they can afford. Once a maleable piece of a greater whole, ready to be shaped and to shape that piece becomes an indebtted crackhead. Money must lead to happiness and happiness must be at the end of a long, perrilous road.
The fog may obscure vision, but the Wasteland still persists.
A rock in a fast flowing mighty river may hold its place in that river for years. And yet slowly it is worn away every second of its existence until there is nothing left but the infinite pieces of the former rock. The rock becomes the river, and the river the rock.
After the tragedy on September 11th, 2001 people asked many questions and needed a reaction in turn to what they percieved as an unwarranted attack. Patriotism was stirred to levels reminiscent of fascism and the bombing began to reinstate the security and safety of the legions and the property. A flexing of the muscles integral to a near global hegemony. Telling half truths and whole lies; negating the rest of the planet's sympathy for our horrific loss.
Some of the more frequently posed questions:
"Why on would people destroy the WTC?" or "Why would terrorists commit such a mass murder against civillians in a freedom loving country?"
"Why on earth would anyone except one who 'hates freedom' shoot at an occupying army that is stationed in Iraq to assist in stability and equality?"
"Who could possibly oppose a retribution and stabilization of the world and especially our own safety by eliminating the support base from such evil doers other than fringe fanatical groups like communists and neo-Nazis?"
The short answers:
1. We trained and supplied the Afghanis for what amounted to Russia's own Vietnam, sacking resources, men, and morale. When the Russians pulled out, we pulled out the rug of support in capital and arms leaving a war torn nation in tatters with vying factions for power. And a lingering bad taste from ex-tutors in the wholesale destruction of life.
2. Simple: If you can be shot without reason, knowing your family will know no justice, and are confined to strict authoritarian rule and a puppet government, how would you feel? Would you sit idly if a armed robber broke into your house, threatened your family's lives and the welfare of everyone you know?
Also: The first site secured by the U.S.'s combined arms was Iraq's most important resource, its oil wells. Make no mistake that American corporations are making the vast amount of money to be had from those wells when they are not threatened with arson.
3. We are taught and mannered in the art of turning a blind eye. Dwight D. Eisenhower saw problems with the collusion of the military industrial complex over 5 decades ago, and cautioned against too close of a relationship between the two. Considering a substantial portion of the representatives in the republic are or once were closely associated with the corporations raises further questions. We had succeeded in leading the world in the number of military actions taken in any nations history accounting for time prior to even World War II (the Monroe Doctrine, pirates in the Mediterraneaen, northern Mexico, etc.).
Several millenia ago a Greek philosopher warned that if a military is not kept in check by the people for whom it serves, the people may serve it.
But people forget these things, or they would rather not remember them because of the philosophical consequences incurred. Rome may not have been built in a day, but it burned in one.
We're all amnesiacs, continually waking from a slumber with no recollection of yesterday's events and no appreciation for the possibility inherent in tomorrows.
PS: Thanks for the reminder Sarah, good bulletin.
I have a terrible dream sometimes, staring across the barren paven lot at a modest cemetary where I take my cigarette break at work. There's a certain irony, and confounded pleasure in realising that ending my life is very real, and not so far off between smoking and working. Prostituting myself for time.
I love an institution like the -Marts. Its amazing to me that of all the people these stores exploit, the consumers at the store have no clue as to the slavery they're supporting. Its like American foriegn policy, and general knowledge of history.
There isn't one. Why on earth would people knock down the WTC? Why on earth would anyone except someone who "hates freedom" shoot at an occupying garrison?
Amnesiacs constantly waking from a slumber.
The full skew:
1984 Generation
I have a terrible dream sometimes, staring across the barren paven lot at a modest cemetary as smoke drifts up from my finger tips, to my lips, and back out. There's a certain irony, and confounded pleasure in realising that the eventual and inevitable ending of my life is very real, and much closer and quicker than I would like to believe. Still, during the week, I am stuck prostituting my precious moments for money.
I love an institution like the Wal-Mart or K-Mart, institution because stripmalls pave America. From coast to coast you can find a fast food joint serving death, a store selling cheap wares and goods stained with the blood of every people you could imagine, cookie cutter hives of dwelling for the complacent slave to store their consumptions. And of course, how can we forget, dotting the entire landscape legal and illegal drug dealers pushing their own form of bliss or happiness or disorientation to escape the predominate, prevailing one.
It is amazing to me that of all the people these stores exploit, the consumers at the store have no clue as to the slavery they're supporting. The sweatshop in China where workers are shot if they attempt to escape, the maquiladoras of northern Mexico where sanitation, air conditioning, $200 shoes, and the amenities possessed by a substantial portion of the "Western" world (by which we refer to rich, white, Europeans and those of European descent). Hell, in Juarez young women get a job in the factory and are never seen again (over 100 unsolved homicides last I heard).
Environmental standards are tossed out or merely skirted around for the benefit of corporations helping to develop foriegn countries by seizing their resources and breaking the backs of their peoples. But I rarely hear about this in school, and I hardly if ever hear about it on TV. The poverty and homelessness in our own country is appalling, and yet day after day we are capable of walking by, turning a blind eye, and acting as if these people comprise a lower caste, or merely don't exist.
Strongly reminiscent to me of American foriegn policy and the common knowledge and understanding of it. When the Executive Branch can't even officially make up its mind on why it is invading another country, and switches pretenses after the fact, you have to wonder what the real reasons are behind everyday decisions. The history of this country is unbeknownst to a vast ecclectic mix of people living in it, but Columbus sure as hell didn't discover a land barren of people, or lined with strip malls and germ bombs.
The question should arise at some juncture in time, space, and existence where one must ask themself what is the meaning of it all; why have we become what we have become; why is me me and you you?
There isn't one, and people don't care. They're too busy with money to ask questions, sometimes they're too busy with money to think about anything but money. Spending that money shopping at Wal-Mart or "upscale retail" stores, or whatever the poison may be. Busy whoring themselves to afford this spending, and to spend more than they can afford. Once a maleable piece of a greater whole, ready to be shaped and to shape that piece becomes an indebtted crackhead. Money must lead to happiness and happiness must be at the end of a long, perrilous road.
The fog may obscure vision, but the Wasteland still persists.
A rock in a fast flowing mighty river may hold its place in that river for years. And yet slowly it is worn away every second of its existence until there is nothing left but the infinite pieces of the former rock. The rock becomes the river, and the river the rock.
After the tragedy on September 11th, 2001 people asked many questions and needed a reaction in turn to what they percieved as an unwarranted attack. Patriotism was stirred to levels reminiscent of fascism and the bombing began to reinstate the security and safety of the legions and the property. A flexing of the muscles integral to a near global hegemony. Telling half truths and whole lies; negating the rest of the planet's sympathy for our horrific loss.
Some of the more frequently posed questions:
"Why on would people destroy the WTC?" or "Why would terrorists commit such a mass murder against civillians in a freedom loving country?"
"Why on earth would anyone except one who 'hates freedom' shoot at an occupying army that is stationed in Iraq to assist in stability and equality?"
"Who could possibly oppose a retribution and stabilization of the world and especially our own safety by eliminating the support base from such evil doers other than fringe fanatical groups like communists and neo-Nazis?"
The short answers:
1. We trained and supplied the Afghanis for what amounted to Russia's own Vietnam, sacking resources, men, and morale. When the Russians pulled out, we pulled out the rug of support in capital and arms leaving a war torn nation in tatters with vying factions for power. And a lingering bad taste from ex-tutors in the wholesale destruction of life.
2. Simple: If you can be shot without reason, knowing your family will know no justice, and are confined to strict authoritarian rule and a puppet government, how would you feel? Would you sit idly if a armed robber broke into your house, threatened your family's lives and the welfare of everyone you know?
Also: The first site secured by the U.S.'s combined arms was Iraq's most important resource, its oil wells. Make no mistake that American corporations are making the vast amount of money to be had from those wells when they are not threatened with arson.
3. We are taught and mannered in the art of turning a blind eye. Dwight D. Eisenhower saw problems with the collusion of the military industrial complex over 5 decades ago, and cautioned against too close of a relationship between the two. Considering a substantial portion of the representatives in the republic are or once were closely associated with the corporations raises further questions. We had succeeded in leading the world in the number of military actions taken in any nations history accounting for time prior to even World War II (the Monroe Doctrine, pirates in the Mediterraneaen, northern Mexico, etc.).
Several millenia ago a Greek philosopher warned that if a military is not kept in check by the people for whom it serves, the people may serve it.
But people forget these things, or they would rather not remember them because of the philosophical consequences incurred. Rome may not have been built in a day, but it burned in one.
We're all amnesiacs, continually waking from a slumber with no recollection of yesterday's events and no appreciation for the possibility inherent in tomorrows.
PS: Thanks for the reminder Sarah, good bulletin.
imasailorgirl:
Wow... I think I'm going to need to re-read this post soon. We share a lot of simialr view points.
hana___:
I miss you too!