Wednesday, November 16, 2011

And now, truths

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it . . .

– Right of Revolution, Preamble to the Declaration of Independence - Thomas Jefferson


These are some of the things that have been swirling around my head as of late:

First, and absolutely foremost, the Occupy raids. This week has seen a concerted effort by law enforcers throughout the nation to destroy peaceably assembled people voicing legitimate grievances. Their argument across the board is that activists are posing a public safety concern. Fights are breaking out; local businesses are being stolen from; Occupy kitchens are fire hazards; other citizens can’t play in the park; and apparently, protesters are taking mass dumps on park grounds, flinging said poos at each other like captive chimpanzees and not washing their hands. If that last one were true, I suppose I’d gallop into Zuccotti Park swinging a police baton through a cloud of tear gas myself. But it’s not and I call bullshit on the rest of it, too. The cost of the first Oakland raid was over one million dollars. The second was around half a million. Mercenaries from surrounding jurisdictions are expensive. Wouldn’t it be more cost effective to simply up a few more beat cops in the area? Yes. Or hire some of the war profiteer “security” companies who are operating in Iraq or Afghanistan to police the Occupy encampments. That helps out the private sector, yeah? Protesters could at least defend themselves without the fear of life imprisonment or at the very least, felony charges. What we’re seeing is the suppression of a people. Plain and simple, but luxury is such a comfortable pillow that we don’t even see it. Think. Think.


A fine example of the exercise is in The New York Times article I read regarding the raid on the original Occupy Wall Street encampment. An interview with a man who works in the area said this: “[The protest] started out as a cool grassroots movement and then it turned into a big homeless camp.” I found myself automatically nodding my head in conformity, for the Occupy San Francisco and Oakland camps were and are similar, but then my agreement turned to indignation as I really stopped to think about why that was so. Why are so many homeless men, women, and children coming out from under their bridges to squat in these national tent cities? Why is a “big homeless camp” offensive and not alarming? Why? Take a moment to step outside of this American permissiveness and be an individual. Think for yourself and question authority as the late Timothy Leary never stopped saying.

Next. Herman Cain’s fumble over Libya (and I’ll be as brief as possible with this foolishness) is, I declare, not a show of his stupidity. Understand that this clown is completely funded by billionaire economic dictators David and Charles Koch of Koch Industries. He doesn’t even have a campaign staff to raise funds for him, people. He’s utterly dependant on his two patrons. Supporting Obama’s strategy in Libya would have simultaneously massaged his opposition’s shoulders as well as supported a popular uprising against a brother dictator. Yes.

Speaking of Obama. He has lost my vote, and next year’s election will likely see me exercising my right to abstain from participating in this mock democracy. You may remember my enthusiasm for Senator Obama a couple of years ago when I even attended his historic inauguration. “Fool me once . . . shame on . . ” as W. once said, “. . . shame on you. . . . Fool me, you can’t get fooled again.” Obama is a constitutional lawyer and professor for God’s sake. He knows that Guantanamo Bay Prison is in full violation of the Third Geneva Convention which defines treatment of prisoners of war; he knows that transferring prisoners of war to states outside the Conventions is also a violation, and his greenlighting the assassination of two American citizens in Yemen (one of them a teenaged boy) without ANY due process is so far beyond anything I would have expected President Bush to have had balls enough to try that I can’t in good conscience vote for this Nobel Peace Prize laureate again. The implications of the latter abuse are absolutely horrifying, and all hyperbole aside, I see only the precedent for black-bag kidnappings and gulags in subsequent presidencies. Obama’s turned out to be nothing more than a big, fat pulsing corporate pussy with a Reagan-esque gift for political gab. To say I am disappointed is a painful understatement.

So, what does one do in the shadow of an impossible machine? What does one do when he is disillusioned with the process he has pledged allegiance to his whole life? Protest. Assemble. Take to the streets. Pump your fists in the air. Shout. Scream. It is your freedom, your right as a human being to cry out when your tears are being squeezed out of your body.
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