Economics for Dummies: Firewalk with YOU? No, thanks!

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On the surface of things, this is just another story of a motivational management gimmick gone wrong:

Alessandro Di Priamo, a former athlete now turned motivational trainer for companies, said the nine salespeople from the Tecnocasa agency had suffered light burns and none were seriously hurt.

“Firewalking helps people overcome their fears, seek new challenges and understand that most of what they see as their limits are self-inflicted,” Di Priamo told Reuters.

He said the hotel near Rome where the exercise was held used the wrong kind of wood and some artificial coal without him knowing.

“I have done this job for 12 years with thousands of people and never had a problem. I myself walked first on that bed of burning coals and didn’t feel anything — in fact that same evening I went for a 16 km run,” he said.

But actually, this is much bigger than just the hotel using the “wrong” fire materials. Where was the guru who was supposed to be overseeing this bullshit, anyway? Wasn’t it HIS job to make sure the coals were properly prepared? Why did he leave it to “the hotel” instead? How could they use the “wrong” materials without him knowing when he himself walked on those coals first and claimed to be unhurt?

There’s so much that’s stinky about this tale, but one of the commenters on the site pretty much nails it:

These exercises are just another way to avoid real motivators e.g., increased pay, getting rid of crappy managers, improving safety issues, or expanding benefits.

Bingo. Why deal with the blindingly obvious real problems of the work environment when you can dress up your crapitalism in all kinds of “motivational” gimmicks, thus creating more business for charlatans whose job it is to make employees think they’re in control when in fact Big Boss Man is still (very badly) calling the shots? I mean, who needs to make enough to live decently on, be free of bad managers, have more workplace safety, job security, environmental awareness, personal autonomy, etc.? No, it’s much cheaper for the boss more fun to believe you can walk on hot coals without burning yourself.

Even when it’s manifestly obvious that you can’t.

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G-20: the New Normal

“Suddenly it’s repression, moratorium on rights–

What did they think the politics of panic would invite?

Person on the street shrugs–‘Security comes first!’

But the trouble with normal is IT ALWAYS GETS WORSE!”

–Bruce Cockburn, “The Trouble With Normal”

Greetings, citizens, and welcome to the New Normal here in Canada! Just when you thought the bad news from the G-20 fiasco had reached its nadir, guess what? “Normal” got worse:

The 57-year-old Thorold, Ontario resident – an employee with Revenue Canada and a part-time farmer who lost a leg above his knee following a farming accident 17 years ago – was sitting on the grass at Queen’s Park with his daughter Sarah and two other young people this June 26, during the G20 summit, where he assumed it would be safe.

As it turned out, it was a bad assumption because in came a line of armoured police, into an area the city had promised would be safe for peaceful demonstrations during the summit. They closed right in on John and his daughter and the two others and ordered them to move. Pruyn tried getting up and he fell, and it was all too slow for the police.

As Sarah began pleading with them to give her father a little time and space to get up because he is an amputee, they began kicking and hitting him. One of the police officers used his knee to press Pruyn’s head down so hard on the ground, said Pruyn in an interview this July 4 with Niagara At Large, that his head was still hurting a week later.

Accusing him of resisting arrest, they pulled his walking sticks away from him, tied his hands behind his back and ripped off his prosthetic leg. Then they told him to get up and hop, and when he said he couldn’t, they dragged him across the pavement, tearing skin off his elbows , with his hands still tied behind his back. His glasses were knocked off as they continued to accuse him of resisting arrest and of being a “spitter,” something he said he did not do. They took him to a warehouse and locked him in a steel-mesh cage where his nightmare continued for another 27 hours.

“John’s story is one of the most shocking of the whole (G20 summit) weekend,” said the Ontario New Democratic Party’s justice critic and Niagara area representative Peter Kormos, who has called for a public inquiry into the conduct of security forces during the summit. “He is not a young man and he is an amputee. …. John is not a troublemaker. He is a peacemaker and like most of the people who were arrested, he was never charged with anything , which raises questions about why they were arrested in the first place.”

Read the whole thing. It’s truly horrendous.

This is just one of the more egregious cases to emerge from the G-20 débâcle. While not everyone there was treated quite this badly, enough of the activists experienced serious psychological effects that they realized they had to do something. That’s why they’ve formed a support group for those traumatized by the violence. (Other support resources can be found here.)

What’s worth looking into is why this is happening at all. When did it become “acceptable” for cops to rip off an amputee’s prosthesis while falsely accusing him of a slew of illegal acts?

Stageleft tackles this question by examining the National Post’s coverage of the story, and the readership’s responses to it.

I entered into a discussion about the suspension of generally taken for granted civil rights/liberties at the G8/G20 meetings on a Conservative site and stated as part of the discussion with someone who made no bones about his support for whatever the police did:

As long as there are people like you who defend this sort of police action and attitude the greater the likelihood that you will ultimately become the recipient of it.

The reply came back:

Until it becomes a problem for the average citizen, expect no action on this front.

The thing is, this was a problem for the “average citizen”. Hundreds upon hundreds of average citizens were detained in cages in Toronto, not because they broke any law, but because they were caught up in large number sweeps, because the authorities didn’t like the look of them, because they weren’t deemed cooperative enough by the authorities, or simply because they happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Judging from the general response from the blue corner to these sorts of instances the reply I received to my comment should more properly have been, “until it becomes a problem for me, expect no action on this front”.

This is precisely the sort of thinking that worries ME. Does it take a Bad German like your humble keyboard-rat to see how similar this is to the way “Good” Germans thought in Nazi times? This “fuck them, as long as I’m all right” attitude is precisely what prevailed then.

It’s a good thing I don’t own a scanner, or I’d haul out the picture of my grandfather in his SS uniform and post it here. His expression in that photo is the same one I feel stealing over my own face when I’m scared shitless and can’t do anything about it. Opa was not a political animal in the least. He was certainly not a Nazi. He had no antisemitic views and no special ambitions. He was just a shoemaker. But because he was six feet tall, had done obligatory service with the Yugoslavian army, spoke three languages (German, Hungarian and Serbo-Croat), and was an “Auslandsdeutscher”–an ethnic German from outside of Germany–he was “offered” the “choice” of joining that “elite” force.

It was, need I say, hardly a choice, unless you really wanted to choose between joining, and watching your family be shot before it was your turn. Opa was married and had three small daughters; the youngest was less than a year old. Who would shoot a baby? The forces of the “New Normal” in the Third Reich, that’s who. And it didn’t matter if the child was German or not. They were more likely to kill a Jewish baby than a German one–but if the German one had a father who wasn’t willing to knuckle down and accept the New Normal, that baby was toast.

And this is what Canadian soldiers were ostensibly sent overseas to fight against in not one but two world wars. This is ostensibly why the Canadians took Vimy Ridge in 1917, when the British and the French–supposedly their “superiors”, coming as they did from the two “mother countries”–could not do. This is ostensibly why the Canadians were in those two wars long before the laggards in the United States finally caught the war bug. Canada, we good Canadian schoolkids were taught to believe, cared so much about freedom that its young men were willing to sacrifice their lives–not for their own country, but for others! The world had to be saved from Hunnish imperialism, and saved it was. (Never mind
that the real Huns were not, in fact, Germans. The world was saved from those Mongol hordes, and that’s all you need to know, eh?)

Only, of course, it wasn’t really that. Canada, as a “child of Empire” (yes, that was the actual phrase!), was told it was her duty to go to war for Mother England. It was, in both wars, a battle of imperialisms, not a battle for human rights as the soldiers were led to believe.

Of course, if you said so at the time, you got brutalized in all kinds of ways. During the Great War, pacifists (or suspected “slackers”) got the demeaning “gift” of a white feather, often from some anonymous sender, implying cowardice and all kinds of other nasty aspersions on the recipient’s manhood. If you weren’t hot for war, and ready to jump without even asking how high, you were a nancy-boy. And in World War II, “conscies” (conscientious objectors) were also looked down on as slackers and probable homosexuals, and all sorts of other unmanly things. They were also sent off to labor camps. The fact that Canada, that human-rights beacon (along with its neighbor to the south, and Mother England for that matter) wasn’t taking in Jewish refugees (unless they could demonstrate their strategic value, as did the physicists who went to work for the Manhattan Project) was conveniently glossed over. Even today, nobody wants to talk about it much, unless they’re Bad Germans–or Bad Canadians–like me.

I bring this history up for a reason. People really badly WANT to think that what happened at the G-20 is some kind of aberration, and that on the whole, Canadian history hasn’t been THAT bad. And for them, I guess it hasn’t. Were their ancestors among those who got their heads bashed in by Mounties during the general strike in Winnipeg in 1919? Did they, like Tommy Douglas, risk losing a leg for lack of money to pay a surgeon? Were they hired as virtual slave labor by the railroads, like the Chinese, but later made to pay a head tax–no women allowed, lest that Yellow Peril start reproducing here as it did in China? Were they interned during World War II for no good reason at all, like the Japanese-Canadians in Obasan?

I guess not. Unless it touches THEM personally, they just shrug it off. “Security comes first!”

But there’s no small amount of self-deception inherent in that position. As Stageleft writes,

They say that, on the whole, we are a more empathetic species than we used to be. That once upon a time we cared about what happened to our immediate families, and then, as we became more urban and technology allowed for better communications we became more caring more about our extended families, and our communities… and then that was extended to people who shared a geographical location like “our country”, and ultimately, to those far from us, as we saw (for example) after the tsunami in Indonesia, or the earthquake in Haiti.

Unfortunately that empathy doesn’t seem to extend to people who we don’t agree with politically, or who experience things that make us uncomfortable.

There are a lot of people who have consciously suspended any empathy towards their fellow citizens because they do not agree with them politically, or because something happened to them that, if acknowledged, means that abuse happened – and this is Canada, a shining example of peace and democracy, possibly the greatest country on earth, and the authorities would never, ever, abuse their authority, because if they did that would mean…….

….. no…. no its better not to think thoughts like that…. if those people hadn’t been where they were, even if they had a perfect right to do so, nothing would have happened to them – so whatever befell them is really their fault isn’t it?

It’s either that. or they’re just plain lying.

I’ve heard it said that a Liberal is a Conservative who just hasn’t been mugged yet, if that’s the case a “we unconditionally support the authorities Conservative” is a non-authoritarian/anarchist who hasn’t yet had their run-in with the police.

— and as I said, the longer people support what we saw happen in Toronto, the greater the likelihood that it will happen to them as the authorities discover that there are few, if any, consequences for their behaviour.

It’s disturbing, isn’t it, to think that we have something in common with Nazi Germany, here in Canada, today. But it’s true. What happened to the Germans did not come overnight; it didn’t swoop down on them all of a sudden. It was a gradual, incremental frog-cooking. What would have been unacceptable if imposed all at once is quite acceptable as long as it only happens to others and not YOU.

Better still if those others are somehow visually identifiable; it makes the shunning, the singling-out, the persecution, so much easier; it also makes it easier to say “won’t happen to us”. You wore black in Toronto that day? You must be an anarchist, just asking for it. You wore a vinegar-soaked cloth over your face to protect against the gas? That’s a bandit disguise! You have an artificial leg? Tough, we’re not giving it back. What’s the matter with you, can’t you hop?

And so on.

The trouble with this “normal” is that it really does get worse. Just ask the Argentines how it went for them when they leaped from the frying pan (the quasi-fascist rule of the inept Isabel Perón) to the fire of the junta:

Of course, the eliminationist rhetoric coming from a lot of conservatives in this country would have us believe that “elimination of all leftist opposition, forever” is a worthy goal. No more of those rock-throwing hooligans in black disrupting our nice complacent corporate-capitalist order, yippee!

Only, of course, there’s something a lot worse, something that won’t be eliminated when all the so-called hooligans are gone. The real hooligans, the real thugs, are not those seeking to overthrow power, but those looking to seize and maintain it:

…and they will do anything, even stuff a rat up a young woman’s vagina in order to kill her and thus maintain their “order”. Utter barbarity like this is not beneath them, it is but one of many weapons in their arsenal.

I really do recommend that you watch this movie in its entirety and learn from the Argentine junta. One of the things that should really grab you is the incremental nature of their eliminationist policies. They didn’t just make 30,000 victims go poof overnight. They did it little by little. Frog-cooking, as it were. A disappearance here, a random arrest there. Little horrors from time to time would come to light; a refrigerated truck might be found by a roadside, filled with human corpses hanging like sides of beef. Or the infamous green Ford Falcons favored by the Argentine secret police would race through the streets, blaring their sirens; all traffic would hastily move aside to let them by so they could “arrest” an
other “criminal” or dozen or so. It might seem random, but there was a method to the madness:

“First we kill the subversives; then we kill their collaborators; then…their sympathizers; then those who remain indifferent; and finally, we kill the timid.”

–General Ibérico St. Jean, member of the Argentine junta

Gee, what does that remind me of? Oh yeah: this. Only inverted.

But you can see that the order is roughly the same. They don’t come for everyone at once. First, they come for the “communists”…

You think this barbarism is just some kind of Argentine thing? Wake up. They got their training in torture partly from the CIA, and partly from old Nazis who emigrated from Germany shortly after the war, when things started to get hot and the big show trials and executions at Nürnberg were starting up. The fact that the US literally helped subsidize this atrocity should stand as proof positive that the so-called “champions of freedom” in this world, whom the right-wing jingoists always hail as heroes, are the worst villains of all.

And yes, it IS fascism when “we” do it. It is no less fascism when “we” do it than when the Nazis terrorized their fellow Germans under Hitler, or the junta its fellow Argentines. I don’t care whether your excuse is “order” or “racial purity” or what. IT IS FASCISM NO MATTER WHO DOES IT OR WHY.

Fascism is not an ideology but a methodology. It is the art of frog-cooking. It is a matter of getting the people to accept, by degrees, an ever tighter controlling hand from above.

And that hand is not just the state, but an amalgam of the state and the corporate sector. So all you conservatives and right-wing libertarians can shut the fuck up about the “evils of statism”. And fuck you, too, for trying to snatch the banner of freedom from the hands of those who were carrying it back when you were still sitting around with your thumb up your ass, babbling bullshit about “anarchists”. If you want to talk intelligently about fascism, you have to accept Giovanni Gentile‘s definition of the word. Mussolini’s speechwriter/ideologue made it abundantly clear that fascism isn’t merely the iron heel of the state, and it most certainly isn’t socialism, it is corporatism–the running of the state in the same top-down manner as any big business. The state is not the ruler, under corporatism; a dictator, with bundled masses of thugs at his command to enforce “order”, is. And corporatism has a lot of self-declared “enemies”:

After socialism, Fascism trains its guns on the whole block of democratic ideologies, and rejects both their premises and their practical applications and implements. Fascism denies that numbers, as such, can be the determining factor in human society; it denies the right of numbers to govern by means of periodical consultations; it asserts the irremediable and fertile and beneficent inequality of men who cannot be leveled by any such mechanical and extrinsic device as universal suffrage. Democratic regimes may be described as those under which the people are, from time to time, deluded into the belief that they exercise sovereignty, while all the time real sovereignty resides in and is exercised by other and sometimes irresponsible and secret forces. Democracy is a kingless regime infested by many kings who are sometimes more exclusive, tyrannical, and destructive than one, even if he be a tyrant.

Ah yes. The tyranny of democracy. Why would anyone classify democracy as a tyranny, unless it stood in the way of his own ambitions and held him accountable? People who know how to recognize an autocrat from his earliest baby-steps instinctively reject his rule, voting him out of power or, if he somehow makes it to the parliament, they get their representatives to nullify his influence or otherwise make sure that he goes no further. People who are fully informed would not vote for a dictator, knowing what he holds in store for them. They would, however, be out to overthrow him if he did manage to get the reins in hand. Little wonder Mussolini didn’t care for democracy (and neither did his close successor, Hitler, and neither does his more distant one, Harper.) If we accept the Mussolini/Gentile contention that “real sovereignty resides in and is exercised by other and sometimes irresponsible and secret forces”, who better to take control than a dictator, commanding the police forces of a nation? That way, the pesky “delusion” of democracy can be abolished once and for all.

Or so the would-be dictators think. The fact that democracy keeps sprouting again from their rubble, like a weed from a salt-strewn roadside, must be terribly galling to them. Why else denounce the democrats as “thugs”, even when it’s manifestly clear that, as in the case of John Pruyn, there is not the most remote whiff of thuggery about them, and that it’s the cops who beat the innocent amputee who are the thugs?

That’s another thing about fascism–it has the most marvellous power to reverse things. Black is white, day is night, wrong is right. War is peace, freedom is slavery, ignorance is strength. And woe betide you if you don’t love Big Brother and hate whomever he (who is not a literal he) wants you to hate. Fascism is not definable for what it is, but rather for what it sets itself against.

And its first casualty, as in war, is still truth. That’s why an Angus Reid poll found support for the police thuggery appallingly high among ordinary Canadians (who are by no means fascist, and in fact a solid majority aren’t even conservative). That’s why Dalton Fucking McGuinty has no problem making political hay off the trauma of the people who had to watch all that, but doesn’t oppose police brutality or the G-20 tyranny which occasioned it. The truth is that the G-20, and all other elite undemocratic governing bodies, must go. But that’s not getting out there. The going narrative is still “THEY are not like US; THEY are lawless, WE are good”.

As long as that narrative pertains, “we” do not see “them” in us. We may be momentarily lulled by that warm feeling, but the water all around us is getting hotter. And that puts all us all in great danger. Nazi Germany and fascist Argentina are not so far away after all.

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And now, your moment of Zen…

…or your biggest-ever peyote trip, I’m not sure which:

I think he came in his pants a little there at the end. (As for me, I nearly peed mine.)

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G-20 summit: Human rights catastrophe and legal nightmare

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Well, actually, now that I think of it…

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Yes, sometimes it really IS that obvious.

Good evening! Here’s tonight’s G-20 roundup, brought to you by nobody but little old anticorporatist me.

First up, let’s go to Tabatha Southey at the Globe & Mail, to see what fascism looks like up close and personal:

An officer threatened to arrest me for standing on the street (I was with a journalist and a photographer who lives in the building that we were in front of), but after two days of the G20 in Toronto, I was almost as inured to that threat as I was to the random searches I saw going on, everywhere, blocks away from the designated high-security zone.

Earlier that day, well before the much-publicized destruction on Yonge Street, I’d been threatened with arrest for “obstructing” a search by trying to take a picture (at a respectful distance) of two young men being searched.

An officer there had tried to grab my cellphone. Other officers had crowded around. They boisterously mocked the psychiatric patients coming out of the mental-health hospital behind me.

When I eventually, after a heated exchange, asked the officer for a badge number, he walked toward me repeatedly, sticking his chest out so that, if I didn’t step back quickly, I’d be hit. As he did this, he yelled, “You want my badge number? You want my badge number? You want my badge number?”

I was scared. I didn’t get the badge number. It’s a tiny story beside many much more alarming ones, but these stories have filled this town up.

Yes, indeed it is. And that’s why I can only sporadically include them here. Southey’s account is pretty emblematic, though, of what the cops were up to: harassment, threats of violence, and other un-officerly conduct. Were this to happen at any time other than a fucking useless G-20 summit, the cop who did it would be suspended with pay, pending an investigation. So far, none is forthcoming. That’s just one of many things that are different here.

The question is, why are they different? Well, here’s one possible answer: There will be no investigation of this poor police conduct because the police were, in fact, doing their job:

Canadian state history, despite popular perceptions and mythologies, is replete with examples of the police–municipal, provincial and federal–“doing their jobs” in mass arrests, detentions, beatings, even killings of non-elites from various backgrounds (but particularly against indigenous communities and worker’s strikes). Only a short sample would include: the Red River Rebellion, the Northwest Rebellion, the Winnipeg General Strike, the On to Ottawa Trek, the FLQ “crisis,” the Quebec General Strike, Solidarity BC, Oka, Gustafsen Lake, Ipperwash, the OPSEU strike of 1995, June 15, Sun Peaks, Six Nations. And on and on so it has gone up to the present. Did the police not do their jobs in these cases?

In all of these instances, people were being restored to their station as the ruling classes saw it. Techniques, dress, language, and certainly public relations have changed. But, at root, the job of the police remains. And that is a job that we should be looking to abolish rather than restore.

…and their job was to brutalize and intimidate people into NOT protesting. And into remaining “down”–cowed, heads ducked, willing to take whatever abuse the ruling classes decided to heap on them, as long as there’s still food, water, clothing and shelter in it somehow.

But is that legal, under the Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms? Dr. Dawg has an excellent video up from The Real News, featuring constitutional lawyer Paul Cavalluzzo. He has some additional questions for the man who led the commissions investigating the Walkerton water scandal and the Maher Arar abduction/torture case:

If I live within an arbitrarily designated “public works area”, can Blackwater or a mall rent-a-cop or any other appointed “guard” legally enter my home and arrest me for attempting to deny them entry? Will they be armed?

If I don’t consent to being ID’d and searched on my way to work, can I legally be prevented from going to work? I cannot prove this, as it is only anecdotal, but during the Vancouver Olympics, a contractor told me he lost an employee due to said employee being denied passage through Vancouver by the police for the duration of the Olympics for having written an anti-Olympics letter to the local paper that was never published.

If any of the protesters/shoppers/citizens arrested and detained in handcuffs for 24 hours and jammed in a 10 by 12 by 20 foot cage along with 40 other men are not formally charged and given their day in court, will there be no other opportunity to challenge these arbitrary Charter-free zones until the next time they are dusted off for a globalization bunfest?

And finally, why is Chief Bill Blair on the hot seat for having been given these extraordinary powers he didn’t ask for when it was presumably the PMO that told the Ontario cabinet to ask for them?

All of this points to the strong likelihood that this wasn’t bad policing at all; it was police doing what they were told, which was to maintain “order” (read: oppression).

And this truth is so bad for some to take that even the children and spouses of police officers are now angry and disillusioned:

To think I would see the “trampling” of our collective rights and the right to “free speech” being discarded is devastating to me as a once proud Canadian. The actions of police in arresting and charging those who were peacefully exercising their rights is something I would expect to witness anywhere else but Canada.

The words “the true north strong and free” of our national anthem are now a mockery.

My youngest daughter was a victim of this suspension of our rights. She was arrested and charged with unlawful assembly and obstruct police. This young woman headed the largest ever contingent of university students to post-Katrina New Orleans, on a Habitat build, this young woman slept in -30C temps outdoors to highlight the plight of the homeless, this young woman volunteers with a soup kitchen. This young woman is a dedicated pacifist who would not even kill a bug.

And this young woman is the daughter of a policeman who was on G20 duty. The police officer who beat her with his/her baton would not have known that. Not everyone was an “anarchist” and armed. Some like my daughter were just there to suport their causes in a peaceful, lawful manner.

But here’s the rub: Those “special powers” granted to the police? Were not.

Hours after Toronto Police Chief Bill Blair sat in front of a bank of cameras and microphones last Friday morning, defending the powers the province gave police to sear
ch, detain or arrest anyone coming within five metres of the G20 summit’s security fence, Toronto police received new information: The regulation specified nothing of the sort.

But police, having papered the area with pamphlets outlining G20-related security rules, felt no need to send out a press release clarifying how the regulation in question worked.

In total, police arrested more than 1,000 people over the course of the G20 summit.

A thousand people arrested, essentially, on no legal grounds. For what reason, other than to intimidate and coerce people into having no dissenting opinions to offer? Yeah, tell me it’s not fascism.

And yet, some would still have us blame the “anarchists”:

And yet we understand today what the bourgeois left, with its stern and pompous little warnings against what it calls violence, will only understand when future generations look back at them in anger. This is why we do not chide any person who, hounded from pillar to post for the crime of wishing to walk in her neighborhood, smashes the icons of our capitalist basilica, our holy of holies, our glass, our possessions, our things.

Is there anything more smug than bourgeois people offering to be scandalized by broken glass? The slightest disintegration of their spectacle unnerves them. “Violence!” they cry.

By violence, they do not wish to indicate the forty thousand children who die each day from hunger and other capitalist depredations. They do not mean the millions of children forced each day into servitude around the world to keep them in cargo. By violence they mean the destruction of objects.

“I agree with peaceful protesting,” they say, like they’re offering some special indulgence, “but I think it’s terrible when there’s violence.” Oh, thank-you, Pope of Peoria.

It’s pathetic. Perhaps an undercover cop at $80/hour breaks the glass of the American franchises or perhaps it’s some kid who has understood justice and decided to act. That’s not the important question. The real question is: Why is the franchise there destroying the neighborhood and leaving its backtrail of environmental filth in the first place?

To the tongue cluckers we say: Do you think future generations will be as indulgent with you as you are with yourselves, you pompous whitewashed sepulchers? Stop destroying the world, and we’ll worry about some plate glass later.

I have seen my ten-year-old attacked in broad daylight on a peaceful afternoon by your police, I have seen the people falling under the horses, I have seen peaceful people dragged down, beaten, and hauled off to face what you call “justice.” Shame on you, giving your little sermons against the iconoclasts.

Our group never broke anything, never offered the least resistance except for shank’s mare and a few eggs and the art of the skedaddle. I would have stopped anyone from molesting the shop of some small business person. None of us were interested.

I remain absolutely committed to nonviolence (even this little formula will not, I assure you, stand the test of time) and, for strategic reasons, to not spending a lot of time smashing the machine. But I do not think future generations will be grateful for our nonviolence. Your platitudes about violence are your way of avoiding looking at the real violence your system is causing every day. You know you are doing wrong with your commerce, yet you carry on destroying the world. Stop it. Wake up.

And on that note, I’d like to close with a special fuck-you to Hillary Clinton, who calls the government of Venezuela “intolerant” even when evidence is literally under her nose that she and her so-called “allies” are the real bad guys.

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Cry me a river, Pepe Lobo!

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“Te-goosey-goosey-galpa–

Knock ‘er down and scalp ‘er!

Up hers! H’ and your ass!

Nobody will halp ‘er!”

–from The Sheep Look Up, by John Brunner. Sung to the tune of “Goosey Goosey Gander”.

Well, well, well. What have we here? Democracy NOT “restored” in Honduras after all?

A year after the coup that ousted Manuel Zelaya, the new Honduran president warns some want him to be next.

Porfirio Lobo says he is the target of a new plot by some of the same wealthy businessmen who supported Zelaya’s removal.

Himself a wealthy rancher who supported the coup, Lobo surprised his own political party when he denounced the conspiracy, warning: “I know who you all are.”

The claim — made less than a month before Monday’s first anniversary of the coup — laid bare the lingering instability of a desperately poor country where a few prosperous families call the shots.

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The violence — and Lobo’s allegations of a coup conspiracy — threaten to undermine the message the president has spent months selling to the world: that Honduras is a thriving democracy and should be welcomed back into the Organization of American States, which suspended the Central American country after the June 28, 2009 coup.

Oh, cry me a river, Pepe. You and your Yankee bosses know full well that democracy was not restored when you were “elected”. You knew it at the time of your farcical “election”. Which you would not have won if REAL democracy had existed in Honduras. Well, you had democracy once, but you eated it. You might have had it, if you’d let Mel Zelaya finish out his mandate and hold the Fourth Ballot, the one that would have convoked a constituent assembly to rewrite the Honduran Constitution–this time on DEMOCRATIC lines. But noooo, you had to have your little banana putsch. You had to have the military bundle Mel onto a plane in the dead of night, in his pajamas. And since you’re stuck with the OLD constitution, the one written by the generals during the dictatorial 1980s, you’re fucked. Suck it up, cupcake–you’re not popular, and you’re not even really president.

I wonder if that Facebook troll (undoubtedly from Washington, DC) who lamely tried to tell me What Hondurans Really Want is reading this. If you are, “Liberty Heights”, take a good goosey gander at this. There’s your “democracy”. Go live in it, and may a drug gang or some other assassin give your brainless antidemocratic existence the ending it deserves.

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South of Teh Stoopid: or, who reviews the reviewers?

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Okay. I have a confession to make: I haven’t seen Oliver Stone’s latest film yet. Or at least, not the whole thing. I’ve only seen a few clips, presumably representative of the tone of the whole. What I have seen has me feeling very ambivalent: On the one hand, it’s clear that he’s one of the few US filmmakers willing to give Latin America a fair shake, and its progressive leaders some positive coverage. Which is good; we need more of that. And he seems genuinely concerned with getting to the truth. Which is also good–we REALLY need that. On the other, his rough-hewn style and his embarrassing inability to pronounce Chávez, even after he’s spent so much time among people who can, just grate on my nerves. It’s obvious that he’s got a learning curve ahead of him there, still. Maybe it’s too much to ask for smoothness from a filmmaker whose name is synonymous with sensation (remember JFK? Good movie; factually accurate and highly persuasive, but still…yow.)

But I think we can ask for much higher standards from the would-be critics, no? So, with that in mind, I’ve got about a dozen Google Alerts sitting untouched in my inbox. I’ve merely skimmed the contents, but dayum, they sure seem to be overflowing with bile and pus where Ollie Stone is concerned. How shall I handle them?

Shall I wax on about how some smirky, suit-clad amateur at The Examiner has decided, ahead of time, that SotB has “bombed in Venezuela”? It’s only just come out, and already it’s a flop. Wow, how quick was that? It should be noted that the suited smirker, one James Hirsen, doesn’t offer the slightest proof that “Many of the theaters are reportedly empty. During the first twelve days of the movie’s release, ‘South of the Border’ brought in only $18,601 on 20 screens, according to Global Rentrak. That’s what Venezuelans refer to as La Bomba.” Oh, cute. Next time, at least include a link, loser.

BTW, that meme seems to be a going theme in all the usual right-wing places. Hmmm, I wonder why.

But you know what makes me laugh? Hirsen, obviously a FUX Snoozer wannabe, gets in a swipe at MSNBC in the end. So, what does NBC have to say about SotB? Well, they don’t let ideology get in the way of their reporting, I’ll give them that. They note that Chavecito is an Ollie fan (only now? I bet he saw JFK long ago!) and that never once did Stone not feel safe in any of the progressive LatAm countries he visited, nor anything less than welcome, even if he IS a gringo who speaks Spanish poorly and says “Shah-VEZZ”. This, I’m sure, must really have the “Venezuela is unsafe” crowd in a tizzy.

Meanwhile, Entertainment Weekly is rather predictably patronizing with this short review, which gives the movie a B+ grade. Guess that deduction was for the “rose-colored agitprop”, which I can assure you (having watched more than my share of Venezuelan news programming) is actually truth, not “agitprop”. It does make some attempt at fairness, though, in noting that Stone is “onto something larger than the cult of personality.” I should say he is–Chavecito’s election in ’98 paved the way for leftists (and other progressive types) in Argentina, Bolivia, Ecuador, Paraguay, and Honduras. The Right is on the run. That’s not something that mere personality alone can accomplish, as all these leaders have their own individual styles. And if Ollie Stone has caught “a current of history”, then he has done his job well.

The “agitprop” meme can also be seen at hyper-capitalistic Forbes, where Tim Ferguson thinks this is all some kind of lefty plot to “humanize” Chavecito. As though the man were somehow a demon. Ferguson, too, waxes patronizing, preferring to look at the movie through his own accustomed distortive lenses. The man is an idiot, but he’s no doubt useful to the corporatist bosses. That’s why he dutifully describes the ‘Cito as “hostile” and “a dictator”, while praising the weak left in Chile as “democratic” (because it didn’t say boo to the IMF, no doubt) and pooh-poohs the thirteen electoral tests that Chavecito and his supporters in the PSUV and other Venezuelan left parties have successfully stood since 1998. It’s not a film review; it’s capitalist agitprop. I guess asking a Forbes “journalist” to leave his ideology at the door is like asking a sewage lagoon to stop stinking. You can do so till you’re blue in the face, but it just ain’t gonna happen.

And speaking of stinking that ain’t gonna stop, how about Stephen Whitty of the New Jersey Star-Ledger? I’m sure it hasn’t escaped your notice that his surname is just one slip of the keyboard from “Shitty”. His entire review, however, requires no slippage. It’s all the way into the ol’ cesspit, baby.

By now, I bet you’re wondering what the Wall Street Urinal–sorry, JOURNAL–has to say. I do too, but judging from the headers on the excerpt, I’d say it’s not worth subscribing or paying for. As it stands, you can find this same feces-fingerpainting objet d’art, obligingly copied out for you at no extra charge, by those “media” wannabes who just can’t get the fuck out of their goddamn jimmyjams. Somehow, that just seems so appropriate. Turns out that this sucky old would-be Ebert, Ron Radosh, has decided to position himself as a critic of the critics, and he criticizes them all for not being critical enough (of Stone? or Chavecito? take yer pick). Well, doesn’t that just make ME feel so…so…so meta?

Meanwhile, there’s another shitty little right-wing blog posing as a news site that quotes, of all things, the Socialist International to make its fallacious point that Chavecito is a dictator, and Ollie a useful idiot. This is a laugh, as there IS no Socialist International at the moment to speak of. The Fourth fell apart like rotten Roquefort some time ago, and Chavecito only recently raised the possibility of convening a Fifth. That thing calling itself the SI is, in fact, nothing but a bunch of neoliberal corruptos. (And for those who know Spanish, I highly recommend this video. Alberto Nolia nails their crooked little Adeco nuts to the wall.) How lame–and how funny is it that a right-wing site is using a bunch of capitalists calling themselves the Socialist International…to try to discredit socialism?

Meanwhile, PopMatters.com tries very hard not to whine, and doesn’t quite
succeed. Care for some cheese with that? Oh wait, you included it, too: “It’s surely helpful to see Chávez and his peers outside of their usual derisive media frames. But this is, after all, another frame, another stage, and another show.” And this corporate website posing as a blog isn’t? Feh.

And speaking of cheese to go with that whine, take your pick as to which is which between the so-called NewsBusters (which busts nothing) and the very ironically named Big Hollywood (which is not big, and is dedicated exclusively to kvetching about the imaginarily liberal Hollywood). Both come off as alternately whiny and cheesy, so there’s no doubt something there for every right-wing ideological carper to nurse his antisocial grudges till they’re nice and fat. Like, oh, say, Brent Bozell’s ass. Or Andrew Breitbart’s.

And oh look! Ollie’s supposedly “feuding” with “film critic” Larry Rohter. When did Larry Rohter become a film critic? I thought he was one of the Old Grey Whore’s two resident LatAm bovine-feces generators (the other one being Simon Romero, whose bons mots on the oeuvre of Ollie Stone I have yet to see.)

And speaking of dreck-writers named Romero, who is this Dennis chap? Sure sounds like a relative of Simon. Smells like it, too.

Well. After all that sulfur, how about a little palate-cleansing sorbet? A former screenwriter for Ollie Stone, who could well be credited with opening the auteur’s eyes to the situation in Latin America, has actually provided a reasonably nuanced, unbiased review. And just for good measure, here’s another, from someone who actually DOES movie journalism for a living. Hallelujah!

On to the next course. But does anyone really care what Maria Conchita Alonso “thinks”? Last time I saw her, she had a bad facelift (and an ugly boob job), and was trying to revive her career by showing off her denuded nether regions. Clearly none of that worked, so now she’s back to spitting venom. Maybe Ollie will take pity on her, and make his next documentary a nature film…on poisonous snakes from Cuba Venezuela. Then Coochita will finally get that elusive starring role she dreams of. Yippee!

WTF is the matter with Alternet? Nik Kozloff is NOT an unbiased reporter either–he strives for “balance” by “balancing” facts with spurious shit that smells suspiciously like hit-piece. I’ve had my issues with his crap in the past, and I continue to have them–he seems keener on appeasing the powers-that-be than challenging them, and that’s NOT balanced.

And finally, I was going to do this stoopid Turan SOB, but you know what? Otto beat me to it. And I’m glad that he has. Read him and laugh. And then, for more laughs, read the good guys at Structurally Maladjusted, too.

And when you’re ready to get serious, there’s this piece, vital to understanding what all the fake film-crit is really all about.

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Economics for Dummies: Crises of Capitalism, made easy

A lecture by British sociologist David Harvey, accompanied by whiteboard cartoons. Suddenly, we can see why the US right-wing have been so busy trying to silence and/or expunge the voices of the left from their universities (hello, David Horowitz, we see what you did there.) We also see why the right has set up its ultra-capitalist, fundie-infused bogus “universities”, such as Liberty and Bob Jones, where NO voices from the left enter at all. It’s because leftists have ALWAYS known that capitalism never solves its crises, it just shifts them around. And of course, like Otto von Bismarck, Big Capital’s fat cats don’t want the masses knowing that (or even becoming very educated at all–hence the high rates of illiteracy in the US, and the complete lack of it in Cuba, Venezuela, Bolivia and Ecuador, all of whom have socialist leaders.)

Fortunately, there are ways around everything, and this is one of the ways around that. You’ll come out of this with a very clear view of what’s wrong with the picture the capitalist media have drawn.

The only question remaining is, WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?

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Music for a Sunday: “Mother, let me fight…”

Rock ‘n’ roll is supposed to be the music of rebellion–right? Well, here’s a great example of that:

Now, not to take anything away from Jerry Doucette, who is one of Canada’s greatest and most-covered guitar heroes, but let’s just contrast that song with another rebel tune, from another great guitar man–Alí Primera, Venezuela’s numero uno folk hero:

Here are the lyrics, in my own translation:

Mother, let me fight

Mother, let me fight

Mother, how I adore you

because I love my people

and you taught me

to fight for them

You taught me

to share my bread

to share my love

to share my dreams

Now I want

to share my arms

that embrace you–

with the same

I want to embrace my people

Mother, let me fight

Mother, let me fight

You taught me

not to kill the butterflies

or cut the roses

that you grew in your garden

I learned little by little

to love the others

For the humble ones

Mother, let me fight

Mother, let me fight

Mother, let me fight

And do you remember, Mother,

how one day, there came a knock at our door–

a boy begging for bread

and you made me give him the old shirt

in which I used to play

and you were a good Christian.

I hope you understand

that the struggle for the people

cannot be won by charity!

Mother, let me fight

Mama, let me fight

You taught me not to kill the butterflies

or cut the roses

that you grew in your garden

I learned little by little

to love the others

For the humble ones,

Mother, let me fight

Mother, let me fight

Mama, let me fight

Quite the contrast, no?

Who is the bigger rebel–the little boy who needs Jerry Doucette to tell his mama to lighten up, or the young man who directly asks his mother for her blessing before going off to the guerrilla struggle for her freedom and for that of his country?

Three days ago, it was Canada Day. Today is the US’s independence day. Tomorrow is Venezuela’s independence day. And the rebellion is still going on. We all have a much bigger fight ahead of us than just getting Mama to let us play some rock ‘n’ roll.

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Torontonamo Bay: One young man’s personal account

Meet Dan Hamilton. He’s 18, gay, and a new resident of Toronto. And on his first day in that city, something happened to him:

Dan was corralled and carted off to the Toronto East Detention Centre–or Torontonamo Bay, as it’s rapidly becoming known, for its Gitmo-like people-cages and dehumanizing conditions. There he was kenneled in segregation, on account of his being gay (his boyfriend was with him, and a few other gays as well).

What the cops did was the height of absurdity; progressive demonstrators against the G-20 are probably the least homophobic crowd you could hope to fall in with. And indeed, Dan himself has nothing but good to say of them.

I suspect he and his comrades were caged separately not for “their own safety”, as the cops lamely suggested, but to impede the solidarity that people forced to survive in concentration-camp conditions rapidly develop. In Torontonamo Bay, prisoners looked out for one another. When the only toilet in the people-cage was a plastic portapotty deliberately stripped of its door (not by previous prisoners, but by the guards), people barricaded the view with their bodies so their comrades could relieve themselves with some modicum of privacy. Little acts of solidarity can make a big difference to prisoner morale–and, conversely, strike a blow to that of their captors. So anything which disrupts that solidarity–such as the homophobic singling-out of gays, lesbians and other queerfolk–should be read as a deliberate swipe at the mental well-being of the prisoners.

And of course, the “don’t make me abuse you” type of remarks from the riot cops as they were rounding people up are interesting, too. Don’t wife-beaters and rapists say those sorts of things all the time? Like it’s the victim’s fault? Like she has the power to make it stop (which of course she doesn’t)? That’s also psychological abuse and torture–the threat of physical violence is often more traumatizing than the actual thing. Women in the human kennel at Eastern Avenue were so shaken by the threat of rape that being strip-searched soon after was a nightmare for them.

All of this was done very deliberately to send the message: Don’t protest. Don’t dissent. Terrible things will be done to you if you disobey us. You, the victim, will be blamed, because you “provoked” this.

Unfortunately for the cops, they still haven’t figured out how the Internets work, or the fact that this dissent was all tweeted, live-blogged, and YouTubed while they were still smirking and sniggering over the way they’d temporarily reduced human beings to the level of caged dogs. Meaning, the Shock Doctrine may have finally met its match. People are coming together again, in solidarity, to protest what was done to the protesters. And that is a sign that all efforts at repressing dissent…are a billion-dollar EPIC FAIL.

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Wankers of the Week: Crappy Canada Day!

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Yup, that’s our fair flag, hanging upside down among the nations. A fitting close to the Canada Day Weekend festivities, no? There was certainly enough reason up here for us to fly it in the “in distress” position–our democracy is officially in a shambles. But maybe in a topsy-turvy world, that flag is really flying right-side-up. Certainly it is if you look at it through the eyes of the following backwardniks:

1. Ratzi the Fucking Nazi. It’s time somebody said it, isn’t it? This time, His UnHoliness earned his title by bitching about cops gathering evidence against the church in Belgium. Seems it’s embroiled in a little child-sex ring there. Oh sweet Jesus, where is it NOT? Just more proof that the church can’t and won’t police itself, and it’s pissy when outside authorities–LEGAL authorities–try to do their job. They’re all going straight to hell for that.

2. Bill O’Fucking Reilly. Watch out, New Orleans strippers…Big-Hearted Billo is coming, in person, to stuff falafel in your garters!

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3. Kory Fucking Teneycke, again. All-news TV is “flat”? (Like your world, Kory?) Oh, that must be why those who watch it can’t unglue their eyes from it. I would like to take the time to remind my readers, in case you’ve forgotten, that the same argument was advanced by Conrad Black against Canada’s other two national newspapers (and yes, the Toronto Star is national–it out-circulates the Globe and Mail and National Pest combined) when he launched the National Post. Which has been hemorrhaging money and readership steadily since then. Probably because, rather than being flat, it comes off fluffy–as well as fucked in the head. Just like its intended readership–the brain-dead right-wing sheeple who prize sensationalism over factuality. Sheeple, in other words, just like Kory the SupposiTory.

4. Lara Fucking Logan. Used to be she did decent, critical reporting on the War on Terra. Now she’s suddenly an apologist for a big-britches general who was rightly dismissed? Lara, please remember who it was that seized on Pat Tillman’s erroneous killing to create crapaganda and got away with it. And don’t do anything like that yourself. Y’hear?

5. Joel Fucking Stein. Oh, won’t someone please save the town of Edison, New Jersey, from all these brown-skinned, Hindi-speaking curry-eaters? Won’t someone please think of all the delicate sensibilities being offended by the presence of these non-white immigrants and their Bollywood movies??? PS: Oh, typical. So it was all a big joke? Funny how India isn’t laughing. But the wanker is whining about THAT, too. Which just makes him a BIGGER wanker.

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Yes, this was the actual illustration that went with the lame, whiny-ass, racist story. TIME magazine’s editors are also wankers…for running them both.

6. Dan Fucking Gainor. Poor conservatives, the media just isn’t enough on side with them. I mean, what good is it if it doesn’t just kiss their asses, but slip it the tongue, too?

7. Sharron Fucking Angle. By now, we know what kind of Angle she is…incredibly fucking obtuse. How else to explain that she thinks rape and incest are somehow part of “God’s plan”, and that victims just need to “have a little faith”? If that were the case, why be in favor of birth control…isn’t that going against God’s Plan? (Consistency, like sharpness, isn’t part of her divine “plan”, as you can see.)

8. Andrew Fucking Breitbart. His crappy little website is offering a $100,000 “reward” to anyone willing to sell out and invade Dave Weigel’s privacy. Aside from the obvious illegality (and piss-poor journalistic ethics!) of that, where did this snivelly little shit get that kind of money? And what makes him think a cheap stunt like this is going to “save the country”? And from what? Everyone with more than two brain cells to rub together knows raging conservatives are the worst friggin’ enemies the US could possibly have. Every scheme they’ve ever come up with for “saving” the country, ended up wrecking it when implemented.

9. Bill Fucking Blair. Is there anything about Toronto’s chief of police that didn’t shout WANKER! this entire fucking week? Arrogant, homophobic, autocratic…and totally insensitive to the suffering of the innocent people his thugs roughed up. He has got to resign. Or be impeached. At this point, I don’t care which, as long as he fucking GOES.

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Photoshop courtesy Fillibluster.

10. Marc Fucking Ouellet. What to do with a rabid old anti-choicer who sweeps child sex abuse scandals under the rug and denies victims an apology? Well, if you are well connected at the Vatican, you promote the fucker. Next up for this epic failure of humanity: the papacy, no doubt.

11. Don Fucking Feder. Chicken Little claims the Western sky is falling because not enough white people are reproducing. Yet, strangely, we palefaces still manage to fuck up the environment, and other countries, just fine, even with so few baybeez. That’s efficiency, Don!

12. Steve Fucking Blow. Yo, asshole, there’s nothing “refreshing” about sexual abuse, be it hetero or homo. Ask victims how they feel–they feel DIRTY. Letting priests get married is not the real solution to the problem; the solution is to kill the notion of men being entitled to whatever they want, whenever they want it, regardless of whom it hurts. Rape is NOT about sex, it’s about POWER–just ask any survivor, who I’m sure finds being powerless incredibly sexy (ha).

13. The Fucking Texas Republican Party. They want to outlaw WHAT? I do hope they realize that e
verything they’re trying to make illegal is actually an escape valve from the pressure cooker of right-wing politics and religion. Grand Old Implosion in 5…4…3…2…

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14. Eyal Fucking Nahum. Where the hell does one find the energy to groom four thousand underage girls online for sex? I guess it helps if you’re a geek, and work with computers for a living. It also helps to be in the Israeli army, the sweetest smelling military in the world. (*cheapcolognecoughcoughwheeze*)

15. Christie Fucking Blatchford. That Bill Fucking Blair lies is a given. That Christie Fucking Blatchford aids and abets him in it is also a given. That both are major, MAJOR wankers…well, fill in the blank, kiddies.

16. Mel Fucking Gibson. That he’s an anti-semite is known. But that he’s also a racist? Er, color me SO not surprised. At this point, the only thing about him that surprises ME is that he’s still running around loose, and not being ushered into a nice rubber room by some big guys in white coats.

17. Jim Fucking Hoft. Hey Jimbo, here’s what a real flip-off looks like, courtesy of Our Man in Black:

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And rest assured, just for calling yourself a “pundit”, you deserve it–dumbass.

18. Dalton Fucking McGuinty. I’m sorry, the Premier of Ontario doesn’t want a what? Oh right. That accountability stuff doesn’t apply to anyone in office. I seem to recall that some of us voted for him because he wasn’t Mike Fucking Harris. Bad mistake! He went from promising to fix what Mikey broke–to duplicating all of Mikey’s greatest shits. I’m beginning to see where that “power corrupts” adage was coming from.

19. Michael Fucking Steele. Ever wonder why I call him an Uncle Tom? Read Harriet Beecher Stowe sometime. This one is still bowing and scraping to Ol’ Massa Bush, while laying all his crimes on Barack Obama. Who started the war in Afghanistan, again? It’s been going on WAY longer than World War II by now. You KNOW someone is a wanker when even an old dyed-in-the-wool wank like The Bloody Kristol isn’t defending him anymore.

20. John Fucking Eldredge. Behold:

“”Capes and swords, camouflage, bandannas and six shooters-these are the uniforms of boyhood. Little boys yearn to know that they are powerful, they are dangerous, they are something to be reckoned with. How many parents have tried to prevent little Timmy from playing with guns? Give it up. If you do not supply a boy with weapons, he will make them from whatever materials are at hand. My boys chew their graham crackers into the shape of handguns at the breakfast table.”” –John Eldredge, from Wild At Heart: Discovering the Secret of a Man’s Soul

“When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.” –St. Paul, First Epistle to the Corinthians, verse 33 (King James edition)

“Stop giving your kids graham crackers for breakfast, and for God’s sake, stop fucking glorifying warfare. You’re warping their underdeveloped minds, you goddamned dumbass.” –me

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21. Bill Fucking Gladstone. Jesus Christ, what a fucking hasbaratnik putz. You’d think the entire G-20 protest was nothing but Black Block, and the marches were the next fucking Kristallnacht. Bill, why don’t you put blame where it really belongs–ON THE FUCKING COPS??? (PS: Those ugly digs at QuAIA and us Germans? Not kosher either, you schmuck.)

22. Ryan Fucking Doyle. I don’t get Montreal radio stations on my dial (Southern Ontario is out of range), but my soul-sister CK does. Clicky da linky to see her tear a few strips off one wannabe Limbaugh of the North.

23. Bill Fucking Keller. When is torture NOT torture? When it’s an “enhanced interrogation technique”. And the rightards accuse us lefties of PC word policing? Sheesh. I guess it’s okay when they do it (and the Old Grey Whore aids and comforts them with an obliging crapaganda foray.)

24. Sarah Fucking Palin. Whatever the hell she said this week, it was a lie, a cowflop, a wank. See how easy that is?

25. The Fucking IDF. Yes, kiddies, the Israeli army lies. Not just occasionally–CONSTANTLY. You probably knew that already, but just in case you didn’t, well…now you do. Just like the stormtroopers at the G-20, they need any excuse or pretext they can get to crack dissenting heads.

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And finally, to Stephen Fucking Harper. Thanks a lot, shit-ass, for fucking our democracy. I guess now we know what you meant by being unable to recognize Canada when you got through with it. Or was it your overlords in Washington? Whatever, motherfucker–I recognized you the moment I heard how many Harrisite Parasites you had on your team of “advisors”. I wish you a speedy impeachment and a painful political death, preferably involving a huge sex scandal.

Good night, and get fucked!

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