In my pondering this year, I wondered that the pandemic ends for each victim with the impossibility of breathing. That we are exhorted to cover our faces, which reminds me of the face coverings of Muslim women (and outlaws). That the booming financial sector is inversely proportional to the busting 99%. The unmasking of the cohesion among the globalist plutocracy, and the near-total complicity of corporate media in the achievement of its aims. The lack of shame among the most evil of the robber barons, who are becoming proud, instead, of their unaccountable, untouchable neo-gilded age lifestyles - HUBRIS. The hatred of the police, which grows from the people's awareness of the super-powerful boosting their judicial "immune systems," in which they can do what they like/what serves their interests with impunity. The schemes that protect the rich from the horrific injustices of mostly-for-profit "justice." Prisoners = corporate slaves. Prisons = revenue + scare tactic. STAY IN LINE OR WE WILL HAVE YOU PUT IN A HOLE - OR THROWN INTO THE GEN.POP WITH RAPISTS & MURDERERS WHERE YOU WILL BE HELPLESS AND PREYED UPON. The waves of suffering are swollen by media, while social media emphasizes the painless, wanton excess of artificial Selfie-life, the "curated" "best" "virtual" version of itself the exhausted, desperate, depressed masses wish for. Virtue is signaled. The mechanisms of hate turn one "side" against the most obvious "other," at the moment we need each other most to defeat a common enemy that is robbing us, destroying our cities, throwing multitudes into the streets with no means of support and sustenance. While waging war on the displaced from mansions in gated communities. Buying the emptied homes for pennies on the dollar and flipping them to the neo-gentry for a posh return. Food itself is being made precarious for the 99%, while "food porn" is pitched on Instagram by washed up millionaire movie stars (married to hedge fund managers). Who also peddle 50$ a jar face creams made with Dead Sea salt. It is bizarre. Surreal. Geoge W Bush is a painter. Old Boss, same as new boss. They crushed Bernie the same way They smashed Occupy. The same evil coalition. Joe Fucking Biden? At least it's not Bloomberg! Henry Kissinger, that fucking nightmarish ghoul of a war criminal, can you believe he's still breathing? Being wheeled out to warn us not to provoke China, whose one foot is on the neck of Tibet, the other on Hong Kong, taking a piss on the South Pacific. Isn't that beyond IronY? China, the miracle factory, owned by Global Capitalist pigs. World War 3 started in 2013 in Iran. Bombs away, Israel, Saudi Arabia, Russia: look out! Yemen, Armenia, Syria, Taiwan. Coups & uprisings the world over, though you would never know it by scanning the headlines of the Post or Times. & the spies are not just rolling in unimaginable wads of cash, they are getting away with EVERYTHING! I guess the joke's on you, Julian! No Amnesty for heroes like you, Ed! & No one will say a word about Epstein...
Disaster! Cataclysm! Revolution! Empire! HA! Meanwhile the syndicates in Davos/WEF through their mouthpieces + network monopoly are spinning the cataclysm into an Orwellian, eugenicist narrative that will be parroted by every bought-and-sold politico between here and Timbuktu.... We are exhorted to focus on the horse race. The game of intrigue and anointing, betrayal and hookups. Who is King? Who is Queen? Where is the Sheriff? It is painfully apparent that those who would Rule have little interest in anything other than competing for MORE, to be BEST. Risk aversion is the new Honor. & the crimes against humanity keep piling up, with no one left to document the casualties. The list of offences is practically endless. New disasters are created everyday. More scenes of awful ugly disgusting corruption, fueled by blind ambition. The 7 Deadly Sinz, that righteous memo from a disgraced Church, is en flagrante delicto whenever one peeks from under the covers of the next quarantine. Who will take confessions, when the 7th Generation asks how we let it happen. They will ask about how all those billions of creatures were burnt to death in Australia and California and Oregon. How the reefs were choked to death, the seas gnarled in plastic, our bodies awash in poison, our minds, our imaginations, deadened. Elon & Bill cannot save us. Jeff does not give a shit about our kids or us, just the bottom life, and Amazon exists in his image, an artificial infinite person, that consumes people and things, or converts them to consumption, then fodder for landfills and graveyards.
Obama graduated from betrayer in chief to puppetmaster. What about HOPE? C'mon, man... It's MAKE BACK BETTER! WTAF.
I personally have a hard time believing in us at the moment, based on observation. The bad guys are really good at what they do, and at this point, have had a ton of practice - millennia of it - conquering, converting, exploiting, extracting... We had a taste of smashing Them in the face, but we were too busy celebrating the anti-historical knockdown of the mid-20th Century to notice Them regrouping, planning, consolidating, coalitioning, propagandizing, managing expectation, and finally executing, effectively, and using all the modern means at Their disposal to Own Everything All At Once. Let Them Eat Cake. Everything and -one has a price, and They believe They will soon have enough to buy the Store.
What about the hype? It looks more like a con or grift every day. & we look like Suckas. "We the People" is either rising up to threaten Law & Order, or being churned into mulch by the Grind, the New World Disorder whose laws are fungible, like money. Addicted, obese, waiting for Cancer to end it all. Or speeding the process with a noose or bullet. Or picking a winner lotto, or a bully champion, or a Cause. While the kids learn their lessons on chromebooks. Eat the Rich from the shelves of the Company Store, with your digital scrip. Clean air and water for sale (!) at the front counter. Stock up on toilet paper, 'cause this Deal is shit. Trump was no artist.
In the filth, the waste, the wretched hunt for food scraps, rags, cardboard for the walls of a shelter. For most the world is becoming the Favela. For a few, it's an insane Dream Made Real.
None of this is normal. None of it is acceptable. Not if we want to remain human.
Thunder & lightning will survive. So will the stars in the heavens.
Make love. Make babies. Make art.
Be there for us.
It is completely natural to be afraid, to despair, to crack up. The world is either falling apart or a Hellish penal colony run by psychopaths in haute couture.
Unless you visit the Wilderness, where it remains. Stroll in the Desert or the Forest. Sink beneath the waters of Ocean, Lake, River, Stream. & Dream.
The Sun refuses to not rise and set. Earth continues to spin. Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow. We can get through this, together.
This is a vision made of smoke. Some of Freedom is not under lock & key. The best parts of this Life resist being run more like a business, because there is more to life than $$$, power & prestige.
They are coming for that, too, now. We all can sense it. When they come, be ready.
Love & respect to you all.