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“To live now as we think human beings should live, in defiance of all that is bad around us, is itself a marvelous victory.”
“”If you’re not ready to die for it, put the word freedom out of your vocabulary.” (-Malcolm X)
We’re Being Trained To Worry About ‘Russian Propaganda’ While Drowning In US Propaganda
One of the weirdest, most insane things happening today is the way the entire western world is being trained to freak out about “Russian propaganda” — which barely exists in the west — while ignoring the fact that we are spending every day marinating in billions of dollars worth of US empire propaganda.CNN has an article out titled “Darya Dugina’s death provides a glimpse into Russia’s vast disinformation machine — and the influential women fronting it” on the recently assassinated daughter of Alexander Dugin, a Russian political thinker of wildly exaggerated influence.The article uses Dugina’s assassination to further stoke its audience’s ever-growing panic about Russian disinformation, quickly becoming a commentary on Russia’s entire propaganda network without bothering to articulate how Dugina’s death “provides a glimpse” into its workings.Without the slightest hint of self-reflection or irony, this CNN article about Russian propaganda cites as its two main experts a think tanker from the Atlantic Council’s Digital Forensic Research Lab and a think tanker from the Center for European Policy Analysis (CEPA). The Atlantic Council is a NATO narrative management firm that is funded by NATO, the US government, the UK government, various other US-aligned states, the arms industry, and numerous billionaires. CEPA’s donor list looks similar to the Atlantic Council’s and includes US arms manufacturers and the US government through both the US State Department and the CIA cutout National Endowment for Democracy. Both are used to promote the information interests of the US-centralized power alliance in Europe and North America.As we’ve discussed previously, the way news media cite corrupt warmongering think tanks to discuss foreign policy without ever mentioning their immense conflicts of interests is plainly journalistic malpractice. But this practice is ubiquitous throughout the western news media, the because western news media are propaganda outlets.In which @CNN chooses to smear the assassinated Dugina as a “disinformation” purveyor (rather than just someone with a “pro-Kremlin world view”). Note that not only doesn’t the word “terrorism” appear in this long article, not even “assassination”. https://t.co/Fx6WCoDkNH— Left on the News (@leftiblog) August 30, 2022The article cites RT, the Internet Research Agency, and something called United World International as examples of “Russia’s vast disinformation machine,” despite every one of those institutions having a degree of influence that is the exact opposite of “vast” in the western world. In 2017 RT accounted for all of 0.04 percent of total TV viewership in the UK. A study found that the much-touted US “election interference” campaign by the Internet Research Agency in 2016 consisted mostly of posts that had nothing to do with the election and comprised “approximately 1 out of 23,000 pieces of content” seen on Facebook. I’d be surprised if anyone reading this has ever even heard of United World International, and CNN’s own article acknowledges that before that outlet was banned from western social media its accounts only ever had a few thousand followers.Compare those paltry numbers to the nonstop barrage of empire propaganda that westerners are fed every day of their lives by every news media outlet of significant influence — whose coverage of the Ukraine war has eclipsed that of all recent wars the US has been directly involved in — and it becomes clear that this message we’re being fed that we all need to panic about Russian propaganda is itself propaganda.The CNN write-up criticizes RT editor-in-chief Margarita Simonyan for saying in 2012 that “When Russia is at war, we are, of course, on the side of Russia.” As though CNN ever sides against the US during US wars. Not only does CNN consistently take the side of the US government in every single war, it conducts brazen propaganda operations to help start new ones, like the time it staged a scripted interview with a small Syrian child calling for US military interventionism in Syria.The only difference between Russian state media and US state media is that Russian state media is honest about what it is.This story disparaging @TheGrayzoneNews approvingly cites “Ross Burley, co-founder of the Centre for Information Resilience.”Politico’s @e_casalicchio doesn’t mention that @rwdburley is a UK state propaganda operative who has called for Grayzone to be censored. Why omit that? https://t.co/Qo1L5w4DKp— Aaron Maté (@aaronjmate) August 29, 2022This wave of nonsensical, artificially created panic about Russian disinformation has been used to dismiss any and all information which comes out that casts the US empire and its lackeys in a negative light as Russian propaganda or the work of Russian agents. We’ve seen this over and over again, from the way Julian Assange has been falsely cast as a Kremlin operative to the way indie media are falsely framed as Russian propaganda operations.The latest example of this deception is the way incriminating leaked emails of prominent British figures published by The Grayzone have been dismissed in a new Politico hit piece as a dishonest representation of emails obtained by Russian hackers per “the Russian playbook”. Grayzone staff hastened to point out that not only does the Politico article fail to grapple with the rather important question of what the leaked emails actually contain, but that it failed to mention that its primary source is a UK Foreign Office veteran and psyops specialist who has a publicly stated vendetta to get The Grayzone censored online.The manufactured hysteria about a nonexistent epidemic of Russian propaganda in the west has people so blinkered and confused that it’s become impossible to criticize the most powerful government in the world for its planet-threatening brinkmanship with a rival nuclear superpower on any online forum without getting accused of being a secret agent for the Kremlin. My own social media notifications are continuously lit up with accusations of Putin loyalty and rubles in my bank account just for criticizing the most dangerous impulses of the most powerful and destructive government on earth, despite never having worked for Russia or any other government.What’s funny about all this is that by constantly warning of the dangers of Russian propaganda, imperial spinmeisters are admitting that they know it’s possible to manipulate public thought at mass scale using media. They’re just lying about who’s doing it to us.In reality, they’re not worried about Russian propaganda. “Russian propaganda” is just a spooky story we are told to keep us from noticing that our civilization is saturated in US propaganda. (-Caitlin Johnstone)
“The most important function of mainstream journalism today is to attack and try to discredit anyone who is actually doing what journalists are supposed to do.” (-George Szamuely)
“China doesn’t have 800+ military bases around the world. Russia doesn’t sanction 39 countries. Neither country is engaged in seven bombing campaigns abroad. That would be the United States, the imperialist hegemon and kingpin of chaos.” (-Danny Haiphong)
MY LIFE AS A ROLLING STONE DOCUMENTARIES
are a thoroughly entertaining series even if your kid’s yelling through about half of it. Man do I ever love Lisa Fischer. ‘Bout halfway through the Charlie finale and a little bummed there was almost nothing about ya know, Brian, or Billy Preston, or Bobby Keyes, but all n all pretty excellent. I could watch countless, endless hours of archival Stones footage.
FREE THE PRESS!
You might remember how I warned inattentive folks during the DNC rigged primaries and Rachel Maddow-Pink Hats-Hillarybot Hysteria-When Liz & Hillary Slandered Sanders As A Sexist But Not Bill Clinton or Gropey Joe, (HUH?)-Fanatical-Russiagate’s initial first round, you know when Libya butchering, cackling warhawk Clinton was going on tv and calling people like Tulsi Gabbard and Jill Stein and Susan Sarandon Double-Secret, “Putin-Puppet”, Trump lovin’ Russian Trolls, and that kinda McCarthyist smear was being allowed to stand, and routinely repeated by gullible shitlibs online, that they’d end up saying everybody was a dirty commie, EXCEPT for facking multi million dollar super high salaried propagandist and new cold warrior Rachel Maddow, and here we are. Hillary asked why she could not just drone whistleblower journalist Julian Assange and now, she and her deep state cronies still have him locked up in Belmarsh while she still gets to trash talk good people on the tightly restricted airwaves of the USA USA corporate media. Mickey Dolenz having to sue the FBI who apparently thought the antiwar MONKEES were “too subversive”. What a laugh. “Monkees”, “More Of The Monkees” and “Headquarters” were like my go-to records as a young kid, and my dearly departed brother from another gutter Tattoo Mark who died on the mean streets of New Orleans used to tell girls at the bar that all my songs, “Always sound like the Monkees, if they were singing about slitting their wrists”. He’d also say I look “Just like Rachel, Lou Reed’s jilted lover”. He was my favorite insult comedian, a deep swamp bullfrog blues belter and a fantastic poet. (RIP) MONKEES FOREVER! Those rich scumbag, boomer aged, greedy, horrible fucking inhumane warpigs should have smoked a lot more pot, dropped a lot more acid, and listened to the words of the Monkees song, “For Pete’s Sake”.
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I LOVE THIS!
All us hardcore fans of Richard Duguay can’t wait to hear his follow up to his glam rock masterpiece, BAD JUJU. If you don’t have that album yet, you are fucking missing out.
He’s astonishingly great! You might know he played with DUFF from Guns N Roses and Neurotic Outsiders. I think he’s just a smashing songwriter ala vintage Alice Cooper, Bowie, and The Doors.
SPORTS, NEWS, & WEATHER DESK:
The Ukraine conflict has plunged the world into a geopolitical crisis. But this is not, as the writer Patrick Lawrence points out, the only crisis. The war in Ukraine has exacerbated the crisis within the western press, inflicting damage that he believes is ultimately irreparable. The press in the U.S. and most of Europe slavishly echoes the opinions of a ruling elite and oversees a public discourse that is often unhinged from the real world. It openly discredits or censors anything that counters the dominant narrative about Ukraine, however factual. For example, on August 4, Amnesty International published a report titled “Ukrainian fighting tactics endanger civilians.” The report charged Ukrainian forces with putting civilians at risk by establishing bases and operating weapons systems in populated residential areas, including in schools and hospitals, a violating the laws of war. To call out Ukrainian for war crimes, however well documented, saw the press and the ruling elites come down in fury on Amnesty International. The head of Amnesty International’s Kyiv office resigned, calling the report “a tool of Russian propaganda.” In one of the many broadsides the Royal United Services Institute in London wrote that “The amnesty report demonstrates a weak understanding of the laws of armed conflict, no understanding of military operations, and indulges in insinuations without supplying supporting evidence.” It is nearly impossible to question the virtues of Ukraine’s government and military. Those that do are attacked and banned from social media. How did this happen? Why is a position on the war in Ukraine the litmus test for who gets to have a voice and who does not? Why should a position on Ukraine justify censorship? Joining me to discuss these questions is Patrick Lawrence who a correspondent and columnist for nearly thirty years for the Far Eastern Economic Review was, the International Herald Tribune, and The New Yorker. He is the author of Somebody Else’s Century: East and West in a Post-Western World and Time No Longer: America After the American Century.
“Dancing on the graves of Iraqis, Libyans, Syrians, Palestinians, Venezuelans. She’s dancing on the grave of Berta Cáceres, a real “gutsy” woman murdered for standing up to Hillary’s thugs.” (-Ali Abunimah)
“”You show me a capitalist, and I’ll show you a bloodsucker.” (-Malcolm X)
Like I said before, from Angels In Vain to Saigon Saloon, from Joker Five Speed to Smash fashion, any band Scarlet Rowe’s in ends up being good.
YOU DON’T KNOW YOU’RE BEING PROGRAMMED CAUSE YOU’RE PROGRAMMED! WATCH MANUFACTURING CONSENT ON YOUTUBE!
“By “international”, PBS means *US* sanctions The US illegally froze $9.5 billion of Afghanistan’s central bank assets and refuses to give them back. That’s called theft The US is now helping starve millions of Afghans The US-NATO military war ended, but economic war continues” (-Benjamin Norton)
“I trust Joe Rogan more than I trust Joe Biden.” (-Nick Adams)
“This is funny because the forces most aggressively undermining liberal rights from duopoly, including speech & freedom from war, are precisely the sector of the ruling class that Biden & corporate democrats represent. So, curious to see how they spin this.” (-Ajamu Baraka)
“Cancelling student debt is a handout when it’s the economic elite talking.” (-Dr. Jill Stein)
“They put your mind right in a bag, and take it wherever they want.”
— Malcolm X
” Why is it only a “handout” when people are in need? When we give the rich a $1,900,000,000,000 tax cut, did anyone call it a handout? When the House passed an $840,000,000,000 military budget, did anyone call it a handout? But canceling student debt is a handout? What a joke.” (-Public Citizen)
“If the 74 million people who voted MAGA are “semi-fascists” according to Biden, does that make the 81 million that voted for Biden & the “America exceptionalism” of the democrats full fascists?” (-Ajamu Baraka)
“Stop moralizing with capitalists. Capitalists don’t have morals. They have ideology which fits with their model of exploitation.” (-Danny Haiphong)
“1 in 6 American homes are behind on utility bills and we’re sending money to Ukraine. Tsunami of shutoffs coming and Bernie doesn’t give a f#*k.” (-John Dissed)
“The WEF’s Young Global Leaders program is a replica of Henry Kissinger’s CIA-funded International Seminar, which Klaus Schwab attended. Kissinger was a mentor to Schwab & also helped launch the Young Global Leaders program himself.” (-Whitney Webb)
“Finland, Sweden, and Norway CAN’T be socialist. Why? Because they are in NATO. No self respecting socialist country would join an imperialist military alliance and help the US destroy the world on behalf of capitalism.” (-Danny Haiphong)
“Obama armed the terrorists in Syria that killed my family and friends, beheaded our priests, and burnt down our churches.” (-Hannibal Khoury on Twitter)
BACKS OF THE POOR
My ole lady threw her back out while doing heavy lifting for our sometime local employer and I feel pretty bad for her. Developers are driving us off our street with plans to spend the next few years with big machines and dirt movers and scandalously shady home builders building a big series of overnight popup McMansions. They start the hammering early nowadays. We got outdoor cats and a kid with a disability all this traffic puts at risk, there’s supposed to be like 200 new people across the street here and we kinda feel the squeeze. The old unwelcoming gentrification pressure I been subjected to since about ’95. When the haves wanna push out all the have nots. They wanna make the owners sell these lots to the big investors. That’s why we’ve had to take these new hard labor heavy lifting jobs as a side hustle moving shit for rich people. We gotta hustle up money to relocate. This rickety old desert trailer has been good to us these last few years but with the leaky roofs, freaky hermit neighbors, lack of furnace and creepy builders, it’s feeling like it might be time to pull up our circus tent stakes and ya know, kinda ease on down the road, like in that old Keith song. “I Will Walk Before They Make Me Run.” Hopefully, if the Good Lord’s willing and the crick don’t rise, we can be resettled somewhere safe by Christmas, but it’s gonna require some luck, longshot potential landlord cooperation and a mammoth amount of work and worry and more heavy fucking lifting and landscaping which is not my idea of good times, but our oversized teenager has outgrown the 53 year old trailer. The creeps in authority here have also put us all on notice by repeatedly deploying cops and code enforcer goon squads on our street to intimidate the elderly an disabled residents.
Our neurotic, needy, big fat cat pawed his way into the bedroom and woke me up about five thirty this morning and I was not ready to get up, but the neighbor’s confused rooster is cockadooing and I fed some outdoor feral cats and looked up at the night stars. My bored teenager is asking me to remember my own bored teenager shenanigans and I was telling him about how fun it was when we had two turntables and a mixer so we could make real mix tapes for people. My friends Sean and Fred had all the old, old, old school early rap 12 inches, ya know just shelves and shelves of ’em, and ya know like Midnight Star eighties soul and R & B. “Ready For The World” and Lisa Lisa-right? LL Cool J, Whodini, Ice T, Kurtis Blow and Run DMC. I can’t tell him much of the real story, he’s just nowheres near ready for all that, but I had a friend who I met in detention hall who was like a Biz Markie charismatic beatbox-he was a big onery rascal who used to sneak his daddy’s Cadillac out at night, we’d push it down the block then jump in and drive it out towards deep suburbia where the girls with the Farrah hairdos all lived. We’d be knocking quietly at their windows like in that Shaun Cassidy song, “Hey Deanie Won’t You Come Out Tonight”. They seldom did, but sometimes, there were about three girls from the local church, who would met us under the underpass by the railroad tracks. The one named Missy would always bring her hair brush with her everywhere. I guess she had some bad misadventures in more recent years, she shocked us all with so many of her choices. They all did, really. Yikes. Some of ’em got involved ya know with like the piss town drug culture, some others became Joe Job work a day, paycheck chasers, buying houses, building empires, buying real estate and all that shit. Two classes of people you really don’t wanna get involved with much are slave wanting empire havers and drug culture. You always get burned. I remember when there was no such thing as free long distance, ya know, pre NSA, pre I-Phones, you had to pay these fuckedup sky high phone bills, so I got a couple old homies still mad at me for using their phones while trying to contact people in faraway cities trying to organize shows for my greasy hoodlums bands and look for drummers and all that kinda stuff. Even the motherfuckers I reimbursed fully way back in the olden daze still go round complaining about it decades later. We all watched Duran Duran and Inxs on MTV and later on, VH1 kindof started off as the soft rock easy listening MTV, all Michael Bolton bullshit and like adult mush ala Phil Collins. MTV, man. That was everything, where we saw Billy Idol and Prince, Van Halen, and Adam Ant. “120 Minutes” and “Headbanger’s Ball”. Hard to believe there was a time when we could see bands like Lords Of The New Church and Zodiac Mindwarp on fucking television. Now everything is like New World Order Metaverse Goggles bullshit manufactured unreality shows about belting the Whitney Houston high note, it’s all artless, like Olympics sports competition. A world of fabricated suckiness. Imagine being such a crazy tyrannical overlord, you intentionally make show biz puppets that suck on purpose. We used to hear songs like, “Open Your Eyes” and “London calling”, but now it’s like all designed to dumb you down and numb you out, get you to not read, just be a mindlessly compliant slave, purchase, obey, die. As Stiv sang in “Ready To Snap”: “they’ll take their pills and they’ll never question why”. I never, never understood all these guys who would actually watch televised sports. I used to get stuck in hotel rooms with my grandfather watching golf for hours on trips to the Motor City to buy cars for his Smalltown, Kentucky car dealership. Kentucky is all about college basketball, like Ohio is obsessed with college and pro football. Not me, man. I was into Prince and Bowie and all those kooky new romantics, even the real daffy stuff like ABC and Visage. I remember liking “The Surreal Life” and “Rotten TV” in later years, before they took good music off the airwaves and replaced it with those fuckedup fucking unlistenable “I Want It That Way” make no sense, expensive tennis shoes boybands, monarch programmed stripper pop, and aspirational beach house lifestyle programming like “90210” and “Friends”, “Dawson’s Creek”, “the Hills” and “Kardashians” that glorify idle rich kids and all that awful shit like Katy Perry candy jingles and like, all those hundreds of different creepy occult pop videos, Madonna’s daughter just did one where she and some dude are cavorting around on Houdini’s grave. I been outta step with faux popular culture for years and years now. I don’t even believe any of it is really popular, it’s just bad bullshit thrust upon us against our will by the creepy sociopaths and billionaire tech-lords who own the pig-media. My kid has Autism but all those gnarly Youtube clips of “Breaking Bad” and “Better Call Saul” seem to make dope dealing and dirty lawyering and crooked copping all seem glamourous to him and his former classmates. Sheesh, and then there’s all that illuminati-pop garbage.
My old Detroit friend, I-94 Recordings honcho in chief, Jim Rinn, sent me some kinda digital version of a Candy Snatchers single. He’s the cat who brought you Cranford Nix Jr., the Trash Brats, and those essential and historic “DRUNK ON ROCK” compilations! Also this whole Detroit B Side series everybody’s talkin’ about. Check out all his boss swag. I’m a notorious luddite and tend to shun new tech, I’m still like a cassette tapes and records and cd’s kinda guy. I can’t really figure out all that Dropbox shit ya know I never had an I-Pod or I-Phone or any of that, but I used to see the Candy Snatchers perform pretty frequently way way back when I still went to see live rock shows. The dead guy was rude to me once, he was a good player, wild onstage, really flailed about and banged his head like a super adrenalized righteous glam stomper, but ya know he was all jackedup on the road and they were the excessively inebriated darlings of the underground back then, so he was feeling a disproportionate sense of self importance and made some ridiculous comment about my girlfriend at the time, all these live fast/die young tough guy punks were always trying to sortof be swaggering lady killers back then, but really, they were sometimes just coming off like brainless heavy metal dickheads. Locker room shit talkers. I will say they stormed the stage like crazy motherfuckers, grossed everybody out with the bloodshed. Larry reminded me of Danzig a little bit, or Elvis, actually, he had undeniable raw power. The fad chasing, disposable income enjoying, “garage rock” bandwagon, vinyl buying, Midwestern hipster scenesters who sucked up to the ripoff recordstore owner who inherited some money and thought he was Martin Chess or some shit, they were all pinned to the back wall of the bar, actually cowering, meekly afraid of the Candy Snatchers!!! I remember how they’d all stand in the back with their Rolling Rocks, totally intimidated by those guys. I guess one of those guys got in trouble with the law for something. The one with the sunglasses after dark who used to talk to me about Hanoi Rocks all the time. They kindof reminded me of the Dwarves and Electric Frankenstein, ya know? But my main fave band from that whole scene, before punk rock died was, of course, THE HUMPERS. The Humpers put on the best shows AND wrote the best songs. Of course we also all loved Scott Deluxe Drake‘s solo bands and his brother’s group, The Joneses, and their spinoff project, The Vice Principals. That was our favorite kinda rocknroll. The wild, untamed kind! I also remember Knox and The Vibrators putting on a great show back then, they played at an illegal after hours type venue and were such a blast, me and a spiked black jacketed, now sadly dead, punk rocker named Jude (RIP) and a hard drinking crusty street kid I loved who worked at my ex girlfriend’s pizza place named Howie (RIP) who is also gone too soon, were like singing in the mic with Knox all night, I think he played all of “Pure Mania” live that night. These new younger guys Jonesy are pretty good throwbacks to the sad last daze of like Teengenerate and the Rock & Fucking Roll record label ran by Martin Mcmartin and those Sal Electric Frankenstein Fist Full Of Rock compilations. I kinda like ’em. ‘Lot like me n my friends when we were young, and dumb and joyfully playing a lotta Hollyood Brats and NY Dolls influenced basement band bubblegum, really. They look like they’re having a lot of fun. Shades of Doctor Boogie or the Sweet Things. Dig! I think they’re kinda fun, personally.
BILLIONAIRE CORPORATE MONEY BOUGHT ALL THE POLITICIANS
Gov. Ronald Reagan explains his requested shutdown of California’s higher education system in Sacramento, Calif. on May 6, 1970. Photo: Bettmann Archive
THE ORIGIN OF STUDENT DEBT: REAGAN ADVISER WARNED FREE COLLEGE WOULD CREATE A DANGEROUS “EDUCATED PROLETARIAT”
In 1970, Roger Freeman, who also worked for Nixon, revealed the right’s motivation for coming decades of attacks on higher education.
August 25 2022, 2:57 p.m.
WITH THE vociferous debate over President Joe Biden’s announcement that the federal government will cancel a portion of outstanding student debt, it’s important to understand how Americans came to owe the current cumulative total of more than $1.6 trillion for higher education.
In 1970, Ronald Reagan was running for reelection as governor of California. He had first won in 1966 with confrontational rhetoric toward the University of California public college system and executed confrontational policies when in office. In May 1970, Reagan had shut down all 28 UC and Cal State campuses in the midst of student protests against the Vietnam War and the U.S. bombing of Cambodia. On October 29, less than a week before the election, his education adviser Roger A. Freeman spoke at a press conference to defend him.
Freeman’s remarks were reported the next day in the San Francisco Chronicle under the headline “Professor Sees Peril in Education.” According to the Chronicle article, Freeman said, “We are in danger of producing an educated proletariat. … That’s dynamite! We have to be selective on who we allow [to go to college].”
“If not,” Freeman continued, “we will have a large number of highly trained and unemployed people.” Freeman also said — taking a highly idiosyncratic perspective on the cause of fascism —“that’s what happened in Germany. I saw it happen.”
Freeman was born in 1904 in Vienna, Austria, and emigrated to the United States after the rise of Hitler. An economist who became a longtime fixture in conservative politics, he served on the White House staff during both the Dwight Eisenhower and Richard Nixon administrations. In 1970 he was seconded from the Nixon administration to work on Reagan’s campaign. He was also a senior fellow at Stanford’s conservative Hoover Institution. In one of his books, he asked “can Western Civilization survive” what he believed to be excessive government spending on education, Social Security, etc.
A core theme of Reagan’s first gubernatorial campaign in 1966 was resentment toward California’s public colleges, in particular UC Berkeley, with Reagan repeatedly vowing “to clean up the mess” there. Berkeley, then nearly free to attend for California residents, had become a national center of organizing against the Vietnam War. Deep anxiety about this reached the highest levels of the U.S. government. John McCone, the head of the CIA, requested a meeting with J. Edgar Hoover, head of the FBI, to discuss “communist influence” at Berkeley, a situation that “definitely required some corrective action.”
The success of Reagan’s attacks on California public colleges inspired conservative politicians across the U.S. Nixon decried “campus revolt.” Spiro Agnew, his vice president, proclaimed that thanks to open admissions policies, “unqualified students are being swept into college on the wave of the new socialism.”
Prominent conservative intellectuals also took up the charge. Privately one worried that free education “may be producing a positively dangerous class situation” by raising the expectations of working-class students. Another referred to college students as “a parasite feeding on the rest of society” who exhibited a “failure to understand and to appreciate the crucial role played [by] the reward-punishment structure of the market.” The answer was “to close off the parasitic option.”
In practice, this meant to the National Review, a “system of full tuition charges supplemented by loans which students must pay out of their future income.”
In retrospect, this period was the clear turning point in America’s policies toward higher education. For decades, there had been enthusiastic bipartisan agreement that states should fund high-quality public colleges so that their youth could receive higher education for free or nearly so. That has now vanished. In 1968, California residents paid a $300 yearly fee to attend Berkeley, the equivalent of about $2,000 now. Now tuition at Berkeley is $15,000, with total yearly student costs reaching almost $40,000.
Student debt, which had played a minor role in American life through the 1960s, increased during the Reagan administration and then shot up after the 2007-2009 Great Recession as states made huge cuts to funding for their college systems.
That brings us to today. Biden’s actions, while positive, are merely a Band-Aid on a crisis 50 years in the making. In 1822, founding father James Madison wrote to a friend that “the liberal appropriations made by the Legislature of Kentucky for a general system of Education cannot be too much applauded. … Enlightened patriotism … is now providing for the State a Plan of Education embracing every class of Citizens.”
“Knowledge will forever govern ignorance,” Madison explained, “and a people who mean to be their own governors must arm themselves with the power which knowledge gives.” Freeman and Reagan and their compatriots agreed with Madison’s perspective but wanted to prevent Americans from gaining this power. If we want to take another path, the U.S. will have to recover a vision of a well-educated populace not as a terrible threat, but as a positive force that makes the nation better for everyone — and so should largely be paid for by all of us.
You’re probably familiar with Mr. Ratboy if you’re a regular here and especially if you enjoy General Labor’s rock’n’roll columns. Names like SOUR JAZZ, MOTORCYCLE BOY or PILL BOX must ring a bell too if you like your rock’n’roll dirty and glammy! Now based in Japan, Mr. Ratboy has joined forces with Hiroshi The Golden Arm, the “Japanese Johnny Thunders” and here they are showing us their impeccable taste through 15 covers reflecting their late 70s/early 80s teenage influences.
Brian James‘ “Ain’t That A Shame” is given a wonderful Johnny Thunders treatment just before a jewel version of “It’s No Enough” (The HEARTBREAKERS.) “Russian Roulette” (The LORDS OF THE NEW CHURCH) has been covered again and again but this stripped down version is one of the best I’ve heard. You’ll also hear good versions of Lou Reed‘s “Rock’n’Roll Heart”, Patti Smith‘s “Dancing Barefoot” or The STRANGLERS‘ “No More Heroes.” The choice in covers sometimes get more adventurous and still interesting with The LITTLE ROOSTERS‘ “Ain’t Proud” or Mitch Ryder‘s “Ain’t Nobody White.” The ROLLING STONES‘ “Some Girls” definitely has its place here as well as The RAMONES “Don’t Come Close” and cult bands like MAGAZINE and The MODERN LOVERS are here too with fabulous versions of “Shot By Both Sides” and “She Cracked.” Australia is also represented with “a Minor Aversion” (The SAINTS) and a fantastic version of “Love Kills” (RADIO BIRDMAN.) The record closes quietly with The ONLY ONES ‘”The Whole Of The Law.” If you must listen to only one cover album this year, then get this one! /Laurent C.
“Shitlibs once again melting down because Noam Chomsky is 100% right about Ukraine war propaganda and the hypocrisy of the west” (-Revolutionary Blackout Network)
“…the FBI once again interfered in a presidential election by bolstering the fabricated notion that Hunter Biden’s laptop was possibly ‘Russian disinformation,’ thereby justifying unprecedented censorship of reporting about it.” (-Aaron Mate’) https://mate.substack.com/p/in-fbi-vs-tr
CORPORATE DEEPSTATE FUCKERS FUCKIN WITH THE ALGORITHIMS
I guess I been Writing too much since getting locked outta Falsebook by Zuck and his Langley spook cronies, but I suppose I just feel a bit powerless about all the bad corruption and wars and shit I see goin’ down and the most I can probably do is gently shake summa my former associates from their big pharama numb hypnoslumbers, even that much is a long shot, but as Lennon sang, “we’re all doin’ what we can…” My old lady might help me put one of those Substack things together but for now, I just wanna say thanks to all our friends and fellow glamrarchists for giving me a mic and a soapbox, here. I feel like it’s just us damaged dropout malcontents and aging androgynes against the fatcat fascists and evil billionaires and all their baffled tv watching slaves.
Hey man I can’t believe I’m sayin’ this, but much like Ajamu Baraka, the social media monopolists have not only censored, Facebook jailed, and finally, locked me outta their platform for being Anti-war, but where I used to get hundreds of “likes” on every fuckin’ post, gradually, over the past couple years, it looks like I only get one or two likes or reposts. I get that the fix is in, but do me a solid, as the kids say, and if you agree with anything I got to say here, “like” and repost and subscribe just in case any of it might work, so my webzine homies can know you value my rebellious ravings on some level. Thank You Friends.
I guess it was my sixteenth birthday, when my arty downtown high school girlfriend brought these two hardcore/goth mohawked punks over to meet me. Some asshole local stoner heavy metal guys had crashed my no alcohol attic party and stomped loudly down the step dad’s stairs kicking or knocking heirloom Christmas decorations down the steps and disappearing an old bass amp on their way out, so my stepdad threw me out again, and I was happy to be free of him. I started hanging out with the mohawked guys who had a crappy goth band. I say crappy, cause that’s how I felt about it back then, but now, I see how creative and innovative they were with such limited technology. They were doing like a Ministry/Skinny Puppy thing on a no budget, D.I.Y. level and we would convene nightly in the older guitarist’s nasty rodent infested, loudly clanging furnace basement studio apartment nightly and he’d play us old seventies imported punk vinyl and we’d drink beer. I was already on my second make believe bullshit garage band with the metalhead guitar players and we could never find drummers where we lived cause we were not into Bon Jovi or even Led Zeppelin. I got along with a pothead drummer who went to the Catholic school and we used to walk home together, but he was friends with some real sadistic heavy metal goons, and burnt somebody’s house down and got away with it, and was afraid to be seen with me by the metalheads, so I never really trusted the kid, and looking back, I’m glad I chose to stay away from him. The older mohawk was really fascinated with Charles Manson so all his artwork always had like a visual reference to say, Barker Ranch, or something. I had grown up loving the Doors so I had always felt a calling to the desert, and now I live in the ghost town South West, I get to see stuff like a skunk just chilling with my outdoor feral cat friends on the side of our disintegrating trailer this morning. Some pimp named Red was said to have burnt down the guitarist’s low income housing apartment, but I had become good friends with the mohawk kids. One went to the downtown high school with me and my arty girlfriend but was given a wider berth for dresscode violations than me because he was honor roll and his mom sold real estate. He grew up and got into real estate. I’m still violating the dress codes.
Being an empty pocketed pauper with many responsibilities, it is seldom that I am able to indulge in some selfish purchase like a book or hat or something, but I’m aware of those Alvin Gibbs books-I know they’re out there, and the “Trouble Boys” book about The Replacements, and yeah, of course, I am kindof coveting those tomes. I often say that as a crazy kid, it was Dramarama and The Replacements who gave false hope to me and my gang of underage beer drinking record store clerks and alcoholic janitors that if we composed a diverse oeuvre of songs we might also be discovered and recorded and able to make a living performing shows, making record albums, and selling black skull t shirts from the back of our scuzzy black van-that was the popular mythology, anyway, pre Nirvana. There was a whole network of basement show and bandhouse venues, college radio stations, and medium sized magazines about underground music like CMJ and Alternative Press and Flipside and Maximum Rocknroll. Soul Asylum and the Goo Goo Dolls were two other examples of Replacements inspired garage rockers who broke into the mainstream. I loved the whole Replacements story because it was so easy for us to identify with all those characters-they were so much like my lot. I had an older guitar player who was living like a crusty punk, not bathing very often, kinda being a little antisicial and self destructive, who drank alot, but I knew he had real potential and artistic ability that bled out when he played guitar. I remember the first time hearing he had learned the Brian James solo from “I Never Believed” rather than just letting our other kid, the flash “Young Wayne Kramer” learn the part.
When half my band fled the Midwest and got convenience store jobs on the East coast, we met a kid named Jake who was a writer. In the words of the Great And Terrible Heavy Metal Impresario, Sleazegrinder, “he’s an even better writer than US!” Jake never officially joined the band but my lead guitar hero taught him how to play bass and he joined a more popular local band, but contributed many lengthy screeds to my subversive fanzines back in the day, before joining the nine to five world in later years. He shared my love of The Clash, The Replacements, and Hunter S. Thompson, we’d stay up all night long talking about resistance subcultures and him and his gutter punk girlfriend Theis would sing background vocals for me and my dueling guitarists in their big Park Drive bachelor pad. Summa the songs we wrote back then have been covered by other people. Even after those guys were on their way into proper adulthood, me and the crazy rhythm guitar player were still stubbornly trying to get discovered with our heartfelt garage punk Songs About Drinking! I kept trying to encourage the lost lads back into our broken dream, but they were already gone for good. The Replacements pissed all the Adult World people off at “Saturday Night Live” and on some Tom Petty tour. They drank. So many of their songs spoke so deeply to my generation, ya know even the squares who followed the prescribed path to cubicles and cable and purchasing Glade Air Fresheners and Dyson vacuum cleaners from Target on Sunday loved shit like “Unsatisfied” and “Answering Machine”. I’ve seen Joan Jett bring everybody at the county fair together-from the pink haired LGBT kids to the old bikers singing, “Androgynous”, which everybody now thinks she wrote. Of course I relate to Bob Stinson, many of my closest friends were tortured clowns and soulful guitarslingers. I was not as wild about the stuff they did without Bob Stinson, though all the tunes Paul wrote about band breakups and shit like say, “When It Began” and “Happy Town” and “Rocknroll Ghost” all got tattooed on my heart n soul.
I could always identify with The Replacements, until Paul started phoning in stuff like a professional pandering power balladeer. I liked all his early insecure romantic shit better than his overconfident actress wooing stardom shit. Me and a guy named Brett Milano, I think he was some bigfish Boston Rock critic, were both actually pogo jumping for joy in the front row, when we saw Westerberg with Dave Minehan from the Neighborhoods covering “Daydream Believer” at a tightly packed sweaty show in Central Square. By the time all those Professional Replacements Imitators came along-you know, like half the bands in “Big Takeover” magazine and EVERY band in “No Depression”, I was becoming increasingly cynical about the value of showbiz and celebrity and even the songwriting itself cause it was all becoming so rat race-y. People I grew up with just wanted to become “popular” and ride that fucking awful, loathsome, fuckedup alternative hoax grunge train no matter where it went-they’d join generic bands with dudes who had nothing to say. Whoever had access to pay to play “popularity”, post Nirvana, all the bands became so contrived and formulaic and insincere and eventually, every band was consolidated into just the fucking Foo Fighters, all that was left of rocknroll on the airwaves was Foo Fighters-the ultimate triumph of goober mediocrity. An emo kid band came out and called themselves Plain White T Shirts. They did a really overtly precious tribute to Westerberg and company, not only were all the middle class college people in the ya’allternative public radio world imitating Westerberg like those Wilco and Uncle Tupelo dudes, but now all these horrible fucking suburbanite emo kids were, too. I made friends with a crazy alcoholic bartender we’ll call A2-he’s dead now, but he used to wear this leather cowboy hat I gave him that made him look like a real pirate, and he had a dart team called the Whiskey Dicks, was something of a pool shark-he was the biggest Replacements fan I ever met, he’d always give me quarters for the jukebox and want me to play “Here Comes A Regular” at the little old man, dirty, dark divebar where we were both artists in residence for a couple of years, in our mid to late twenties. Like 25-27. I sure have missed that guy and most of our common friends who have also long since passed. I say my youth ended in ’95 when my high school friend overdosed like two weeks before he was set to graduate from a prestigious college way out in Seattle, but the next two years after that, I spent it with about seven or eight hard drinking, hard living, extremely soulful, kind, misunderstood, and extremely talented people at a disreputable hoodlum bar in the Midwest, all of us were kindof haunted and traumatized, embittered and broken hearted but making each other laugh through the tears and even dance in the streets. One by one, they all disappeared from this world but I still write songs about all of them that nobody ever hears. My wife told me the one I wrote a couple weeks ago was not as good as the stuff I used to write about ’em. I guess I never got over it. Any of it. And yeah I used to be better than I am now. Don’t you know who I think I used to be?
WHAT KINDOF EVIL CORPORATE OVERLORDS WOULD INTENTIONALLY ASSASSINATE THE REBEL SPIRIT OF REAL ROCKNROLL
GOD BLESS SINEAD
Sorry Slaves, dude in the tall hat and the dress and rhinestone slippers who never holds any of his big cult child abusers accountable and lives in a city of gold is not more important than any truth teller with soul. One thing I always loved about Sinead is how she always insisted we can all sing undermining the whole Simon Cowell proper pitch Olympics. I kinda objected when she eviscerated Aerosmith for goin ‘down in the elevator but free passed Eazy E and Ice Cube, but now I am old, I see where she was coming from. Sinead got me into Public Enemy actually. Kristofferson was one of my favorite lyricists so when he came out onstage to defend her when Dylan failed to, made me like him even more. In the years since they killed Tupac, ya know all we’ve had are these dumb model robots like “Marky” Mark Wahlberg and Katy Perry and Taylor Swift and Justin Bieber and Harry Styles and Miley Cyrus who they pummel into superfame with their bullshit mockingbird media first, and then pay Rolling Stone and Spin wankers to artistically legitimize later. I think they all suck so bad. Man I miss real artists with soul power like Tupac and Sinead an awful lot. I said it before, Fuck Dr. Phil and all assholes like him.
PIG MEDIA INSISTS GROPEY JOE IS VERY POPULAR
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! President Joe Biden’s approval ratings are skyrocketing (msn.com)
Fuck Pete Townshend. What a dick. Abbie Hoffman is ten times more rocknroll.
18 RIVINGTON STREET
Man, I miss my old teacher-mentor-filmmaker-girlfriend, Lisa, sometimes. Don’t even know if she is alive or dead, she took me in off the street and protected me and I’m still sorry about the shit I did wrong under her watch. The Lower East Side was still a magical world back then.
We had such a good staff at Tower Records-the mgt. were even decent. I don’t think I could befriend loss prevention people nowadays, but back then, Sam, Mike, Dave and Tim were all goodfella close pals of mine. Old dude Jim M. was a manager, Thom was the indie/import guy. Michael Dow, Noah from New Orleans, Chris who did his big college paper on the NY Dolls. Danielle who used to do my reg shift so I could sneak out the side door to Charlie’s Cheeseburgers. Mark O’Connor, Barrie and Dermot from Ireland. A chick named Erica who bleached my hair Warhol white in my wannabe Jeffrey Lee Pierce phase and sang the fuck outta Donna Summer’s “Hot Stuff” with a townie band uptown.
DRAMARAMA FA FA FA
A real cool teacher from Missouri got me into Dramarama who were the best band besides The Replacements in the era we grew up in. My bands were way more glam than Replacements or Dramarama, like we were equally as in to Hanoi Rocks and Generation X as we were these song oriented bands, we wanted to put on a big blinding backlit Rock Show as well as write so many sad slow songs about drinking in small towns, but yeah it was hard to find an audience because we were too sincere and sentimental for the Guns N Roses mobs and too silvery trousered and pink winklepickered for the college peeps. The lady who booked the Middle East at the time, I don’t think she ever even listened to out tape because we had long black hair she wrote us off as headbangers. I met John Easdale at the Coconut Teaszer when his side project The Bentback Tulips were playing. He was so, so cool. I loved all his lyrics and the highest compliment I ever got from somebody besides Bebe Buell or Phoebe Legere was the underground music journalist who compared one of my shortlived dead end crash and burn bands to Dramarama. When Clem Burke was in the band they probably became the best band in the world and I am glad they are still around.
SCUM LIVES ON
When Billionaires And The Government Work Together To Control InformationFacebook restricted visibility of the New York Post’s Hunter Biden laptop story in the lead-up to the 2020 election after receiving counsel from the FBI, according to Facebook/Meta CEO Mark Zuckerberg.“So we took a different path than Twitter,” Zuckerberg said during a Thursday appearance on The Joe Rogan Experience. “Basically the background here is the FBI, I think basically came to us — some folks on our team and was like, ‘Hey, um, just so you know, like, you should be on high alert. There was the — we thought that there was a lot of Russian propaganda in the 2016 election. We have it on notice that basically there’s about to be some kind of dump of — that’s similar to that. So just be vigilant.’”Zuckerberg said a decision was made to restrict that information on Facebook’s multibillion-user platform. He said that unlike Twitter, which banned the sharing of the article entirely, Facebook opted for the somewhat subtler option of censorship by algorithm.”The distribution on Facebook was decreased,” he said, adding when pressed by Rogan that the decreased visibility of the article happened to a “meaningful” extent.As we’ve discussed previously, censorship by algorithm is becoming the preferred censorship method on large Silicon Valley platforms because it can be done to far more people with far less objection than outright de-platforming and bans.BREAKING: Mark Zuckerberg tells Joe Rogan that Facebook algorithmically censored the Hunter Biden laptop story for 7 days based on a general request from the FBI to restrict election misinformation. pic.twitter.com/llTA7IqGa1— Minds (@minds) August 25, 2022In addition to being censored across social media platforms, the Hunter Biden laptop story was first ignored and dismissed by the mainstream news media, then spun as a Russian disinfo operation. Those media outlets eventually came around to admitting that the leaked emails were probably authentic, and Hunter Biden tacitly authenticated them himself when he acknowledged that the information “could” have come from his laptop. Nothing that came from that laptop was anywhere near as scandalous as the unified front presented by the news media and Silicon Valley in reducing the political impact of an October surprise before a presidential election.And now we know that the reason the world’s largest social media platform censored that particular story was because they were cautioned by the FBI against allowing such information to circulate. How many of those other institutions suppressed that news story because they were told to by the FBI or other government agencies? How often are US government agencies involving themselves in the act of censorship? What other information is being suppressed in this or similar ways? What other information will be suppressed in the future?Because of the veils of government and corporate secrecy which obscure our view of the behaviors of power, we don’t get to have answers to these questions. All we get to have is what oligarchs like Mark Zuckerberg choose to tell us, in whatever way and to whatever extent they choose to tell us about them.But even what we’ve been told is pretty ugly. A government agency and a social media platform of unprecedented influence teaming up together to silence impactful political speech is censorship by any sane definition. Mainstream liberals can come up with all kinds of arguments for why the continually expanding justifications for online censorship are fine and normal and not really censorship, but are they able to maintain those justifications when government agencies are actively involved? Is it really better when political speech is being censored by a collaboration of government operatives and billionaires than censored directly by the government alone?ThreadTwitter is hiring a TON of FBI agents. Searching employment websites, it is clear Twitter has been extensively recruiting from the FBI, employing a dozen former feds.My new @mintpressnews investigation explores why and what this means for us.https://t.co/15hZwFz8X8— Alan MacLeod (@AlanRMacLeod) June 21, 2022Alan MacLeod has been putting out a number of reports with Mintpress News documenting the way many veterans from the FBI, CIA, NSA and other government agencies have been recruited to work for tech companies like Google/YouTube, Facebook/Meta, and Twitter. The intimacy with which these government and corporate entities are working together is growing closer and closer, and they’re making less and less effort to conceal it.In a power structure without clear boundaries separating corporations from the government, corporate censorship is state censorship. The mightiest power structure on earth is growing more and more brazen and shameless about this reality.You know you are living in an oligarchy when Mark Zuckerberg has more political influence over your country than any elected official. Democracy is an illusion. Those who live under the US empire are a propagandized and politically impotent population who only think they are free because they’ve been given the illusion of freedom, and less and less effort is being made to sustain that illusion.We are ruled by unelected sociopaths who have no wisdom, no compassion, and no intention of ever relinquishing their rule. This will continue unless and until enough of us wake up to what’s going on to stop them.
“People often ask me where I stand politically. It’s not that I disagree with Bush’s economic policy or his foreign policy, it’s that I believe he was a child of Satan sent here to destroy the planet Earth. Little to the left.”
― Bill Hicks
“They lie about marijuana. Tell you pot-smoking makes you unmotivated. Lie! When you’re high, you can do everything you normally do just as well — you just realize that it’s not worth the fucking effort. There is a difference.”
― Bill Hicks
People I’ve known in real life have actually told me they now love Lyn fucking Cheney just because she goes on tv and says she dislikes all purpose bad sexist boogeyman Donald J. Trump, like that is some kinda feminist forward leaning position. Still blows my mind how many rich white zipcodes have legalized reefer boutiques just operating out in the open, while other poorer peoples are still in fucking jail or on slippery slope probation or parole for non violent so called drug offenses. I never really liked reefer, personally, but obviously, believe no one ever should have gotten shot by cops in bed, or beaten to death, or mass incarcerated. for smoking a medicinal herb. I’ve been outside trying to cutdown my frontyard desert weeds, post monsoons, before the fanatical gentrification zealot fascist code enforcers show up again in their shiny black, new, tank like vehicles to fine us or whatever. I got blisters on both hands and it feels like I been workin’ on the railroad all the livelong day. I do my work with a very primitive garden tool my ole lady bought at the farmer supply store-we had an actual working and more realistic weed whacker from Wal Mart but it fell apart first time I used it. I know you’re REALLY smart having gone to college. You heard of planned obsolescence. So yeah, my hands hurt, my clothes are wet, I’m ill tempered alot of the time. Arthritis, depression, anxiety, PTSD,bitter about the band stuff, about being banned, but no relief is forthcoming. Burroughs said he had to write his way out of the hole-maybe that’s what I’m trying to do, too, against my better judgement. Man, I miss Bill Hicks, Paul K., Paul Mooney, Tattoo Mark, and Glen Ford. (RIP)
“The world is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it’s real because that’s how powerful our minds are. The ride goes up and down, around and around, it has thrills and chills, and it’s very brightly colored, and it’s very loud, and it’s fun for a while. Many people have been on the ride a long time, and they begin to wonder, “Hey, is this real, or is this just a ride?” And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and say, “Hey, don’t worry; don’t be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride.” And we … kill those people. “Shut him up! I’ve got a lot invested in this ride, shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry, look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real.” It’s just a ride. But we always kill the good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok … But it doesn’t matter, because it’s just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It’s only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one. Here’s what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.”
― Bill Hicks
MARTIN TRUTHER AND PAUL WELLSTONE AND AARON SCWARTZ AND MICHAEL HASTINGS AND SETH RICH (RIP)
Mainstream media really is a fear factory, aint it?! One of my former Facebook friends was a fearless seventy something lady activist from California who died last year, she was a good soul who’d gardened and demonstrated and organized, she endured much in her lifetime including having her kids taken away from her by a richer former spouse, which is something I know about, and I’ll miss that good lady who would always give me courage, spur me onward, advise me, “fuck fear”, that’s how the sick sociopaths at the top of the ivory towers control us serfs and peasants. With fear. Fear they’re not gonna sign your band, or let you work at the record store, or steal your original work, or not let you ever record your original works, or blacklist you from all begrudgingly even desirable jobs, or offer all your girlfriends high paying easy jobs, or use their rich parent’s money to monopolize the Scene or take away your kids, or dispatch oversized, brainless mooks with dumbfuck Lollapalooza tribal tattoos and cargo shorts to pound you into the sidewalk again, or whatever. I’m not sure if it was Burroughs or Thompson who said that paranoia is just knowing a little about what’s really goin’ on. Bravery is doing the next right thing, in spite of your fear. Imagine being Robert F. Kennedy Jr., who saw his cousin put out that magazine, the title of which is said to have dimed his father’s killer. How frightened would you be, if you’d seen your uncles and cousins and nieces and nephews exterminated by shady powers and secret societies? He knew what happened to Paul Wellstone. Bernie Sanders promised to fight for The People, but apparently received the Dick Cheney memo and got in line and endorsed rightwing corporate police state Gropey Joe. Another Facebook friend, Martin Truther, talked about all this stuff before dying when the cops showed up and assassinated him in his home for failing to pay back taxes. I personally got no space in my life for people who cheerlead for the Cheneys or Pompeo or Clinton or Kissinger or Gates or Zuckerberg or Bezos or Musk or Bloomberg or Obamas or Bush family. I can’t even get past the Benie Sanders betrayals. But yeah, the secret police probably threatened him or his loved ones, and Lockheed Martin is the biggest employer in Vermont. I never believed that it was just another oopsy daisy, whoopsie coincidence when JFK Jr. died in a small plane crash so Hillary got to become senator from NY instead of JFK Jr. There are documentaries about it. Look for ’em. Same way Jackie O sought refuge and safehaven with billionaire super yacht owner from Murkkkan deep state, post hit, so did Princess Di, post jockey’s son Harry, post divorce, ya know?
Your shitlib friends all say the one and only thing that ever threatened Murkkan “democracy” is Trump lovers convening in the rotunda of the Capital insisting that elections were rigged, when Clinton and Wasserman Schutz had already admitted in court(!!!!) the DNC private services corporation fixed the primaries. The Dems argument was they have a right to fix the primaries, because they are a private corporation. Similar argument shitlibs have been taught to repeat ad nauseum is supposedly, how it’s not censorship, if big tech in bed with the soldout government, buries big stories for big pharma, big oil, the deep state, the DNC, or other power grabbing shock doctrine disaster capitalist billionaires. Everytime someone has a big audience and is critical of the USA, they have an accident-from Hugo Chavez to Gaddafi. Fred Hampton and the Kennedys. Bill Hicks to Seath Rich, they always mysteriously die young. Always an oopsy daisy coincidence, say the shitlibs. A random burglary. Pancreatic cancer. Small plane crash, suicide with two bullets to the back of the head. All these scientists, investigative reporters, almost all the people who made films or who wrote books about 9/11—just youtube that shit, Ferguson and Baltimore uprising activists, vault #7 and drone whistle blowers, Dr. David Kelly said that Iraq had no WMD’s, found dead. Shitlibs think Epstein killed himself and the fact that monarch mind controlled Hinkley, a Bush cousin, is free, is just another whacky, zaney, oopsy daisy coincidence. Um-hummm.
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“There are so many things going on re 9/11 that just don’t make sense”.
— Senator Paul Wellstone
“I asked him how his week had been. He said, ‘it’s been tough. Vice President Cheney called me in and told me to get on their bandwagon or there would be serious ramifications in Minnesota. ‘And stop sticking your nose into 9/11; there are some rumors going around, but we are going to get to the bottom of this.’ When Paul made this statement, there were about 10 military veterans standing around us, and he spoke to them about 9/11…’There are so many things going on about 9/11 that just don’t make sense…’ Wellstone knew 9/11 was staged. Wellstone was after 9/11.”
–Pat O’Reilly, Wellstone’s close friend.
Although warned by Dick Cheney to “tow the line”, Senator Paul Wellstone questioned the official version of 9/11. For that he paid with his life. What follows are interviews with eyewitnesses, first responders and friends on his fatal “air crash”…
“The Joint Operations Command (JSOC): It is a special wing of our special operations community that is set up independently. They do not report to anybody, except in the Bush-Cheney days, they reported directly to the Cheney office. Congress has no oversight of it. It’s an executive assassination ring essentially, and it’s been going on and on and on.”
Wellstone: They Killed Him – preview
JONESEY WITH THE CULT
“Here is my final point…About drugs, about alcohol, about pornography…What business is it of yours what I do, read, buy, see, or take into my body as long as I do not harm another human being on this planet? And for those who are having a little moral dilemma in your head about how to answer that question, I’ll answer it for you. NONE of your fucking business. Take that to the bank, cash it, and go fucking on a vacation out of my life.”
― Bill Hicks
HUNTER S. THOMPSON ON BUSH/CHENEY WARS
“Go back to bed, America. Your government has figured out how it all transpired. Go back to bed, America. Your government is in control again. Here. Here’s American Gladiators. Watch this, shut up. Go back to bed, America. Here is American Gladiators. Here is 56 channels of it! Watch these pituitary retards bang their fucking skulls together and congratulate you on living in the land of freedom. Here you go, America! You are free to do what we tell you! You are free to do what we tell you!”
― Bill Hicks\
ONLY HONEST POLITICIAN
Even though top US officials admit that US troops are in Syria for “leverage” (a fancier way of Trump’s admission that US is there to steal oil), US outlets never report that. (-Aaron Mate’)
“Some 40% of Black DC public school students 12-17 will be refused education under this policy, which aims to coerce them into taking an injection that does not prevent viral transmission or infection, and which requires constant boosting. Welcome to actual vaccine apartheid”. (-Max Blumenthal Gray Zone)
DC’s NAACP chapter complains, “Mandatory vaccinations may negatively impact attendance, and attendance impacts school funding, resources and students’ academic success.”
“Billionaire Jared Kushner got PPP loans that were forgiven in full—meanwhile small business owners like Jamie, a Philly bar owner, will be paying off his PPP loan of $32,700 for the next 15 years.” (-Staus Coup News)
By the time I made it out to L.A., glam was kinda dead, except for like the Last Call dregs who lived with strippers and played cattle call concerts at the Coconut Teaszer on like Thursday nights. Those Motley Crue babies were all way more into living out some kinda Tommy Lee party lifestyle than they were into songwriting, which was sorta my thing. My old girlfriend Steffani tried to introduce me to some famous locals and gave me phone numbers for people like Kristy Krash Majors who I had not that much in common with but I thank her for endeavoring to help my search for the right group of players. Another cat she hooked me up with was Alistarr from The Ultras who was dead cool and funny and generous and sweet to me. I was surprised by how open and accessible he was because having herd his Bruce Duff produced EP, I had already sortof put him on a pedestal. I felt like he was far and away the best lyricist in the whole glam scene. He had accomplished what I had set out to do, which was to form a larger than life spacedout seventies glam rock band with the showmanship and panache of old Ziggy Stardust and Alice Cooper but also writing vivid and lyrical SONGS! He was one of the only people I took seriously that I met in my hard times year and a half or whatever starving on the Sunset Strip. I was living on this horrible fortified wine they only sell in black neighborhoods called Cisco-the ingredients are classified as a trade secret. That shit makes people crazy. Alistarr was different from all the Aqua Net blackhairs who lived with my ex girlfriend because he was smart and cool and kind.
Most of the metal years people were just kindof fucking dumb. Alice was hip to stuff like, the Only Ones. The rest of ’em never got past Poison, Skid Row and the Crue. I liked all that shit when I was like fourteen and even seventeen, but by the time I made it out to California, I was 22 and kinda past “I Want Action” and “Same Old Situation”.
“Biden just authorized a ~$200 B bandaid for the gaping wound of student debt. But every year the president authorizes ~ $ 1 trillion for the bloated military that impoverishes us at home & endangers humanity the world over. The duopoly has plenty of money, just not for us.” (-Dr. Jill Stein)
“Just one of the ways the US security state manipulates domestic politics behind the veil of democracy. Another example: the high election season Gretchen Whitmer kidnapping plot manufactured by the FBI.” (-Max Blumenthal)
“Nothing to see here, just a billionaire with a monopoly on information was censoring accurate news stories at the behest of the FBI to favor a political party & outcome.” (-Jimmy Dore)
Minds�� on Twitter: “BREAKING: Mark Zuckerberg tells Joe Rogan that Facebook algorithmically censored the Hunter Biden laptop story for 7 days based on a general request from the FBI to restrict election misinformation. https://t.co/llTA7IqGa1” / Twitter
“How is this not a huge story?” (-Matt Taiibi)
“Epstein was the mastermind of that Ponzi Scheme and, while Hoffenberg went to prison for that and related financial crimes, Epstein instead got involved with Clinton presidential fundraisers.” (-Whitney Webb)
“I don’t care what shitlibs say. Joe Biden is still a terrible president and a servant of oligarchs.” (-Danny Haiphong)
“Still in Syria…. Getting rockets shot at us so Centcom can pull in a war budget, defense contractors can get paid & senior brass can have combat commands. And maybe we can bumble our way into a fight w/Iran/Russia/Turkey/Assad. What a scam.” (-Joe Kent for Wa-3)
“Stop occupying Syria. Stop bombing Syria.” (-Justin Amash)
“New documents show the US & EU plans to plunder Ukraine have been in the works for years. They plan to sell off public infrastructure, destroy worker rights, & secure massive giveaways to billionaires. Much of this has already begun.” (-Lee Camp)
“Ron DeSantis was the lone legal oversight for US Special Ops in Fallujah during the brutal troop surge, tasked with ensuring “fair & humane treatment of detainees and military compliance with law”—he previously had that same job at Guantanamo Bay during the Bush torture program.” (-The Empire Files)
“On manufactured “crime surges”: “corporate retailers, police, and PR firms fabricated talking points and fed them to the media… All told, major “index crimes” tracked by the FBI are at nearly forty-year lows” (-Boots Riley) Police Departments Spend Vast Sums of Money Creating “Copaganda” (jacobin.com)
LAST BAND THAT MATTERED
Unless you count, say, Joe Strummer & The Mescaleroes or Hello Disaster, to me, the Last Band that mattered was the Manic Street Preachers. I had a girlfriend who was still in love with me back then who would go to the record store and buy me a stack of English tabloids and music papers, a fiddle of whiskey and a pack of cigarettes and bring it all home to me tied up with a purple ribbon. I read all the early hype from UK critics but was pretty skeptical, was not into the idea that the guy who wrote all the good lyrics could not play guitar, so that was already kinda weird, then the singer had that high Freddy Mercury vocal range but was shouting slogans like that first Clash album, spraypainted clothes, ehh. I was still trying to get my own band together in the Generation X/Hanoi Rocks vein, part glam and part punk, and I had been talking to and working with these guys from deep Massachusetts smalltown suburbia hoping they would become our fulltime rhythm section, but the bassists was a lyricist/songwriter and they were a package deal, so they ended up doing a very Manics influenced band with the shorthair and skinny ties and stuff called Bang Bang Satellite while me and my two faithful longhaired guitar cronies from the Midwest in the scarves and black leather pants continued to stockpile originals and have no reliable drummer for years on end. It was those Bang Bang Satellite guys who got me into the Manics. One of their wives published a cool fanzine called “Machine Gun Etiquette” and that gang collectively made me reassess the Manic Street Preachers. I had bought “New Art Riot” from Newbury Comics but dismissed it as Clash copycats. We had songs of our own I figured were every bit as good as “Suicide Alley'”. “Stay Beautiful” was what won me over, I played those four songs like a million times a day and yeah my old friend, the Famous Rock Critic, is telling the truth when he says I did not keep up with popular music or get into Crystal Pistol or Robin Black & The Intergalactic Rockstars From Mars or Whatever, or Brides Of Destruction or Velvet Revolver. The Last band that Really Mattered to me were the . They wrote about matters of the heart AND social commentary AND fought the empire and the forces of conformity AND wore makeup when they felt like it. They were the People’s Choice, the last real motherfuckers. I love ’em.
RESIST THE EMPIRE! FIGHT THE POWER!
“What if I told you that U.S. aggression toward Russia and China is the single biggest threat humanity faces today.” (-Danny Haiphong)
Cut your hair in front of businessmen
Kill yourself and censor health
Destroy words and ignore their truth
Wanna die and have never worked
I feel like falling, feel like falling
I feel like falling, feel like falling
I feel like falling, feel like falling
I can’t feel no need to care
Narcotic of ambition poisoned my air
Wearing hate like they wear money
Sucking down vodka, spitting out Perrier, huh
I feel like falling, feel like falling
I feel like falling, feel like falling
I feel like falling, feel like falling
Oh, the road is beautiful
You live stoned in obedience
Your vanity kills people, paint your ego in blood
Oh, the road is beautiful
The wall is a reason for you to believe
Is there too many numbers for us to sleep?
The wall is a reason for you to believe
Because there are too many numbers, numbers, numbers
Oh, the road is beautiful
You live stoned in obedience
Your vanity kills people, paint your ego in blood
Oh, the road is B.E.U.T.I.F.U.L.B.E.U.T.I.F.U.L
(Manic Street Preachers)
GOOD NIGHT & GOOD LUCK, BROTHERS & SISTERS & FRIENDS OF THE REVOLUTION! STAY WILD! STAY FREE!
The ever so productive BITCH QUEENS from Basel, Switzerland are back with 5 new songs following their last album “Custom Dystopia” released last year. The opening song “Party Hard(ly)” sounds like a tribute to TURBONEGRO (especially because of the backing vocals), “Stay Here Forever” is a punk rock meets FOO FIGHTERS tune sung by drummer Harry Darling (he also sings on the darker hardcore stained “Be No Evil”) while “Recycled Youth” sounds more like classic fast punk rock’n’roll and “These Secrets” opens with a SEX PISTOLS guitar riff. You will probably have understood by now that this EP is quite eclectic, opening new doors for the band. Still rockin’! /Laurent C.
Unfortunately, I only first heard about GUNFIRE DANCE in the 00s when my friend Franckie sent me a few songs of their demos and then later reviewed their collection CD “Archway Of Thorns” (2007.) GUNFIRE DANCE are one of these 80s bands who didn’t end up signing a record deal despite their great songs and wonderful image. These decadent dandies from Birmingham recorded with Brian James (The DAMNED, The LORDS OF THE NEW CHURCH) and shared stages with the best bands in that genre at the time (The DOGS D’AMOUR, The THROBS, D GENERATION, Thee HYPNOTICS…) but it seems like it wasn’t even enough to make it so they kinda became one of the best kept glam rock’n’roll secrets…
Easy Action Records had the good idea to finally release these songs on vinyl, one more reason to enjoy the dirty rock’n’roll of “Blue” and “Pretty As Sin”, the JOHNNY THUNDERS influenced “Bliss Street” and “Burnin’ Ambition”. You’ll also hear a bit of STOOGES in “Bird Doggin'” as well as in “Break It Up” and some chaotic HANOÏ ROCKS in the fabulous “Suit And Tie” and in the powerpop tainted “Gimme Back My Heart”. The band even had his CLASH moments with “Make You Cry” but their real force was to mix all of these influences in style in order to create their own identity. Our friend J.D Monroe was the best person to write the sleevenote of “Witness To The Crime” and he says “They had a seductive mystique about them, a proud, almost regal sense of noble tradition and rocknroll coolness matched by few others” and JEFF DAHL once said “Gunfire Dance were everything righteous, sexy and dangerous that rock’n’roll was all about!!! God bless Ant” and I couldn’t agree more with these quotes. Well, t’s never too late, so this is the right time to get your hands on this record! /Laurent C.
“DEMOCRATS WE CALL YOUR BLUFF, VOTING BLUE IS NOT ENOUGH!!!” BALL OF CONFUSION, A COUPLE ROUNDS…, RONALD KOAL, THE RAT, FACTS ABOUT RATS, LOVE SPIT LOVE, PIG MEDIA INDUCED PERMANENT STATE OF TRAUMA, DODGING SNARLING DESERT DOGS, COPING WITH THE BIG FEAR, etc. (-communique from the underground by JD Stayfree & The Fix Is In, Kids!)
“Democrats are using the hearings investigating the January 6, 2021 attack on the Capitol as one long campaign commercial. They believe that saying the name Trump often enough will inspire voters who are tired of their lies and failures.” (-Margaret Kimberly; Black Agenda Report)
“We’ve got to take seriously the possibility that a nuke may detonate due to misunderstanding or malfunction amid the chaos and confusion of careless brinkmanship between the US and Russia and that it will lead to a nuclear exchange that destroys our world.” (-Caitlin Johnstone)
“Democrats have nothing to run on in Nov having delivered war, inflation & escalating prices for basic commodities. So, Biden says Roe is on ballot! But democrats you control white house & congress what is stopping federal legislation now? You are playing games – again.” (-Ajamu Baraka)
“To this very day, AOC has refused to explain why she voted to send $40 billion to Raytheon, Boeing and CIA ‘for Ukraine’ while people in her district are more deprived than ever. It was clear that much of Biden’s $40b war package for Ukraine was going to CIA without much idea what it was for. It’s hardly a surprise there are many CIA operatives on the ground in Ukraine but it does shows the true scope of the direct US involvement in war against Russia.” (-Glenn Greenwald)
“Ukrainian families is a weird way to spell CIA and self interests.” (-Coach Mystogan)
“The word ‘liberal’ was and is hijacked by Establishment rightwing neocon, neolibs who gave lip service to cultural and identity politics issues.” (-Albizu Vive)
“New studies have shown the US has killed 6 million people over the past 20 years with the ‘War on Terror.’ It’s a truly insane number. The US government has no moral authority to criticize any other nation. Stop listening to war criminals.” (-Lee Camp)
“I’m not “voting harder” for a party that responds to racial injustice by wearing Kente cloth and women losing their rights by reading poetry on the House floor. We need a real left party that will actually fight back against the GOP with substantive policies instead of theatrics.” (-Ryan Knight)
“Folks, the Ukrainian war did not create the energy & food price crisis. The illegal sanctions imposed on Russia by the U.S. & its vassal EU states created the shortages. We all have an interest in ending the war & dropping the sanctions. #IblameBiden” (-Ajamu Baraka)
“When @SecBlinken was asked by journalist @AbbyMartin to comment on apartheid Israel’s murder of Palestinian-American journalist Shireen Abu Akleh, he claimed he was waiting for an investigation. Well now the UN human rights office has confirmed it, and he’s still silent. Typical” (-Benjamin Norton)
“Do you think it’s an effective strategy, telling people they’re bigots or traitors or don’t deserve citizenship if they don’t vote for the right party?” (-Matt Taibbi)
“When pro-proxy war voices implore us to respect the Ukrainian people’s agency, this is the Agency they’re talking about: The New York Times on Twitter: “Some CIA personnel have continued to operate in Ukraine secretly, mostly in Kyiv, directing much of the intelligence the U.S. is sharing with Ukrainian forces, according to current and former officials. https://t.co/4VWdybmome” / Twitter” (-Aaron Mate’)
SHANE MACGOWAN AND THE CROCK OF GOLD
” If I should fall from grace with God
Where no doctor can relieve me
If I’m buried ‘neath the sand
Where the ANGELS WON’T RECEIVE ME
Let me go, boys
Let me go, boys
Let me go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry
This land was always ours
Was the proud land of our fathers
It belongs to us and them
Not to any of the others
Let them go, boys
Let them go, boys
Let them go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry” (-Pogues)
I was delighted to watch the Shane MacGowan movie. He’s who gave me the idea long ago that the secret of high quality song lyrics was more editing. I always loved his songs. So cinematic, his rebellious nature and uncompromising, outlaw poet way of life. In some moods, “Lucy” can make me weep, so many of ’em. The whole Popes lp. Heck, I even liked his cronies “Waiting For Herb” album and was thrilled when the Low & Sweet Orchestra featuring Mike Martt from Tex & The Horseheads covered, “the Drunken Boat” one wild night long time ago. Anyways, great movie, like Shane, I also probably started my drinking at about six. Always felt like I’d have fit in better, in some other space and time, like his family’s idyllic country place, that he describes in the film. If you’re anything like me, you’ll also wanna see this great flick. “I never shoulda turned my back on the old folks back at home!” You might know the old saw about the time when he showed up at my dirty divebar and sat on my stool in between my old disreputable hoodlum, twin sauce king friends, across from either one, or the other, of my most loved two dead bartenders, the gorgeous blonde-haired tragic hippie beauty who asked me to run away to Alaska with her and live in a teepee, or crazy jovial goodtimes, toothless young pool shark, dart team sharp, leather cowboy hatted, Westerberg worshipper whose house I squatted in while he was dragged away to jail for false or at least highly exaggerated charges, and all I got was a lousy autographed, size triple x t shirt. “WHERE WAS YA?” It said, in black sharpie. Babysitting.
HOPE YOU FIND YOUR WAY TO HEAVEN
I was only out there baking in the unmerciful, unforgiving heat for maybe forty minutes, tops. That was long enough to drench my homemade Motorcycle Boy shirt, which I don’t really like to wash much, cause these cheap iron on transfers only hold up two or three times. My Duran Duran one is missing John Taylor’s face. I went to the overpriced tourist book shop to look at their free box, nothing there. Passed a young meth couple sitting in the grass together in the drug park, they were blaring some vintage Biggie Smalls music on their I-Phone. Took me back, for just a flickering instant, to when it was me and my favorite gal almost forty years ago, making dandelion necklaces and listening to Echo & The Bunnymen on my boombox with all the cool stickers from Musicland in the mall and a broken speaker. Then I noted the peripheral presence of another Breakin’ Bad wannabe drug dealer kid kinda circling around me in the corner of my eye on another phone and I just calmly continued on my way. I learned in the last town that one can only pause to look at the reflection of the mirror fountain for about twenty seconds before the spare change “got a cigarette” street hustlers come towards you from one direction, and the gentrification cops are coming for you, from the other. They wanna see your paper cause while the street peeps think ya got somethin’, you can never pass as sufficiently compliant and middle class to these old rent a cops. All the people who talk about being safe, who have car alarms and security systems and cameras connected to their doorbells and all that, big trucks, tall fences, doormen?! I inhabit an entirely different realm. No phone, no car, no safety, no confidence in the system. I gotta keep moving. I’m not welcome in the Honkytopian Privilege Enclaves. Ain’t got money, refuse to memorize their rhetoric. I’ve always been an undesirable, an infidel, a heretic. The Rejected. There aint no safe spaces for poor people. We are on our own. No interest in joining any of their newfangled factions, no hazings or orientations, initiation rituals, or standing outside the red velvet rope waiting to be anointed or appointed for me. I gave up on all that fitting in shit when I was oh, fuck, maybe 25. The world had changed severely around me. The workaday dweebs with their ledgers and overhead projectors and charts and data hate anyone who aint groveling for permission or clocked in. They’re all looking to make a bust, have their gotcha moment, ala TMZ, see something/say something. Someone’s violating the Dress Code, or whatever. Even summa the ex music people were just visiting cultural tourists permanently embedded with the establishment, not to be trusted, you can’t free nobody who loves their biometric timeclock and prestigious badge, I gave up on communicating to the mad tv herd. The Burger Kings can not hear me over the sound of their televisions, so ya just gotta move on, stay mobile, keep moving, stay free. One more and I gotta go.
BOZOS, BOOZERS, BASTARDS, AND BOSTON ROCKERS
“I’m not saying that all college students are subhuman-I’m just saying that if you aim to spend a few years mastering the art of pomposity, those are places where you can be taught by undisputed experts…” (-Lester Bangs)
This dude RAFE from Royal Pimps was in The BLACKJACKS, kindof a cross between Springsteen and The Heartbreakers, maybe, who also rocked like fuck. They were older than us, and sortof like the last remnants of Boston’s Aerosmith influenced sleazepunk. They were the Boston answer to those hysterically funny bands like Odin and London in Penelope Spherris’ “Decline Of Western Civilization: The Metal Years” film, unintentionally funny, like Nadir D’Priest or D’Molls, but providing some tawdry glamour, swagger, showbiz chutzpah, hotpants and big hair comedy relief and entertainment value and well deserved respite from all the bland coffeehouse, furrowed brow, folk shit that took itself oh so seriously, and actual entire armies of generic Beastie Boys imitating hardcore kids in their flight jackets and Docs who only liked to fight in a pack of ten or more, and mostly spoke in threateningly monosyllabic, wicked pissa Hahhdcuaahh quotes-you know, big imaginative fight talk like, “Ayy, you in da feathas! Dis is Bosston, not L.A.!”. I always said that growing up, I was never entirely sure if my name was “FAG!” , “DEVO!”, or “BOY GEORGE”. The Boston Beastie brigades did not like my sequins and makeup wearing anymore than their midwestern hick counterparts in the pickup trucks and baseball hats. We went to gritty bars almost every night of the week in those years and there were no uptight scolds or jealous spinster prudes trying to shame us for liking to rock. This was still Pre P.C., PMRC-Punque plastic pukes. It was good fun, all the time. We’d go see the Lyres or Cheater Slicks or Two Saints or Neighborhoods or Voodoo Dolls or Black Snake Moon at the Middle East. The pissy prissy killjoy straight edgers from the private schools would be arriving on the next train though, with their Alston Beat backpacks overstuffed with uptight encyclopedias of rules and updated lexicons and navel studies degrees and zealous coplike sensibilities, they have come to cancel your culture, your way of life is extinct, your diet has been reevaluated, your ways of dancing are henceforth forbidden, you must assimilate for sensitivity, vegan sobriety, and etiquette wokeness. Cause the world needs more male Tipper Gores snitching on the poor for thought crimes against the college fratboy clones and upper class princeling celebrity VIP rooms. Or something. Me, I unapologetically liked Faster Pussycat, and even “Gypsy Road” by Cinderella, I flagrantly wore black eyeliner and blue eyesahdow to work in Harvard Square and would not apologize, and Kathleen Hannah married a Beastie Boy, kinda capitalist power couple legitimizing all those mooks in the backwards baseball caps who always felt obliged to yell their ignorant abuse at me. At that moment of my history I think my primary sinspirations and influences were Smack-the Finnish band, you remember Claude? “Run Rabbit Run”? And Stiv Bators. Ya know? I went back to the midwest to be closer to my oldest kid but all the bands sucked so bad. There were only like maybe three good bands, and nobody liked them cause they weren’t fuckin rich, grunge was fuckin high school all over again.
CULTURE APPROPRIATION AND RICH PEOPLE RIPPING OFF POOR PEOPLE
Man I guess I only lived in Boston maybe five years but I totally miss the food, the bars, the book stores and record stores, the subway, and going to the Garment District on Saturdays for big garbage bags full of shiny clothes! Rosalitas was a Tex-Mex place where I could have lunch on the cheap-a big buffet where I could get mashed potatoes with extremely hot salsa which was good for absorbing all that alcohol I was consuming on the job at Tower Records. One thing I do like about otherwise nauseating sporto college towns is all the big cheap pizza and bad fried foods! My bad times in Boston were approximately equal to good times in the midwest. And they still had some fun garageland bands-not even counting me and my extended circle of fanzine making, nowhere glam kids. Facts About Rats – Full 3 Song EP (1992/Stanton Park Records) – YouTube These guys, Facts About Rats, were my fave live punk band back then and I told the label honcho at the record company I foolishly interned at he should sign ’em but nobody ever listens to me, they all wait for some dude with an inheritance to copy the idea and ONLY THEN do they ever do it. The record mogul supposed he already had a band like Facts, and a band like mine. Man I got so sick of inheritance bands-some suburban guitarist buys some old vintage space echo and his friend yells in it and they do a piss poor Lux Interior impersonation and act like they done something fresh and new-ya know? Cause they usually stayed in their parent’s zipcodes where the proles had never heard of the bands that they were so slavishly copying, they got to strut around like big visionary, creative kingpins, pretending they invented reverb and combat boots. College towns are just not my scene, at all, man. The trust funders were everywhere though, these awful, spoilt Fauntleroy’s throwing somebody’s showbiz uncle money around-Sub-Pop was rising and all the locals were going grunge, overnight, a million mediocre Mudhoneys every which way you looked. This guy Bobby here from Facts About Rats always delivered personality and gutsy feeling, even in a flannel shirt. That’s what I look for-originality, sincerity, intensity-he had all that. I liked where he was coming from, it felt true to me.
This guy, Joe was always nice to us, too. When we knew ’em, Greg and Simon were in the band. Interviewed him for my old fanzine at Axis one time.
This guy was a scream, always had fabulous winklepickers, what a character-he liked to do Iggy covers, or “Route 66” , any place and anytime. Def a kindred spirit of me and my hellion outsider pack! We were also known to invade the odd open mic night with our ghettofied screwtop wino glitterpunk anthems to love and glory. And second-rate Gun Club covers.
CRAZY EVER DARKENING FUCKEDUP TIMES THAT TRY THE SPIRIT
“We’re all fast breakers comin’ outta the gates, takin’ chances with the crash and burn…” (-David Lee Roth)
Yep that’s how it was for us, we started out like Captain Marvels of self reinvention, what with the rented from the local tux shop yellow capes and sparkly red tights and everything, the whole lightning bolt hit us on the rooftops overlooking the badlands like, “HUZZZAHHH!” and we felt hallelujah transformed, like we had seen the same light as Jake Blues, ya know but it was probably just the acid our lad Nas F. Bastard got from his affinity credit card peddling telemarketing job, so you can imagine how heart wrenching it stayed for some of us when all the big buzz, promising potential and dynamite momentum soon fizzled out, after a series of wrong choices, bad moves, wrongheaded fuckups, jumped ship mutineers, and drunken drifter sad sack buffoonery. I often said I felt like Rip Van Winkle, post Grunge. Like I woke up hungover underneath a tree in a foreign city with a long beard and a rusty gun and no one spoke the same lingo as me, no more. Our ways were outlawed and shadow banned by the man in the tower. We were shocked and awed. Demonetized and deplatformed from like, Day Three. First couple days in town, everybody’s glad to see us, buying rounds. Third day, everybody’s funny, now you funny, too.
We had a lot of golden moments scattered over the years, when everything seemed to briefly coalesce and we felt free as the bees, hollerin’ like wild wolves beneath the big pink moon, but it always came crashing down when the petty, spiteful daytime people put the screws to us. Strange how all those old John Trudell and Lenny Bruce and George Carlin quotes ring truer now than then! When I was a kid, free speech was a non negotiable cornerstone of what I understood to be radical leftism-we were anti violence, anti authoritarian, anti racist, and anti war-and always, always pro FREE SPEECH…remember that time? But I guess that was before they rebranded Reagan as Obama…before the neoncon con artists like the Clintons and Obamas pulled the Overton Window so far to the right of Reagan or Nixon and Oliver North that people SOMEHOW FORGOT the Bill Of Rights, Due Process, and Geneva Conventions mattered, and we ended up with all these fuckedup rube, fake liberal shitlibs, only caring about protecting their own pet’s rights, believing that censorship was okeydokey if somebody, somewhere, at some fucking rich college was ever “OFFENDED!” I always say you should see the list of shit that offends me. Murder, that’s right off the toppa my list, how about evicting poor people, or never raising the minimum wage to allow us to pay your bullshit jackedup big city rents? I’m offended by wicked billionaires killing journalists and whistle blowers and by all the soulless sold out shitlibs who write for Huffpost and Salon and shit who provide cover for their preferred party’s atrocities by focusing on culture war diversions and distractions, all the time, for big paychecks. The disposition matrix and all the fools thanking that dude for keeping it classy. That offends me. Lies for war, that offends me. Rockstars promoting war rather than resisting it. Offensive. Torture Gestapo’s and “overflow facilities”, censorship and death of the free press, non violent reefer offenders still being currently incarcerated…I’m just gettin’ started, here…Most Murkkkans don’t wanna hear that the intelligence agencies run the human trafficking and sex blackmail rings or that the country’s politicians are just manikins, window dressing.
“The Ukraine war is the single most aggressively trolled issue I’ve ever witnessed. As soon as it started this site was full of brand new accounts swarming anyone who uttered wrongthink about Ukraine, and now there are entire extremely coordinated troll factions. Very inorganic.” (-Caitlin Johnstone)
It’s become “new normalized” for five or ten techlord billionaires to censor people online like the Free Thought Project, Convo Couch, Mint Press, Jacobin, Mnar A Muhawesh, Joe Lauria at Consortium News, Abby Martin, RFK Jr., James Corbett, Black Agenda Report, Louis Farrakhan, on and on. The social media monopolies rig the so called algorithms so as few as possible people can see what Dr. Jill Stein or Ajamu Baraka or Scott Bassman or Robert Ott posts. They just motherfuckin’ straightup locked my account for anti war posting. Middle class tv watchers keep telling me we still live in a democracy and that only “TRUMP!” voters like that dastardly mutant supervillain, Qshaman threaten that in any way, though we all see the whole thing being dismantled, incrementally in real time, right in front of our own eyes, and the WEF fascists openly brag about their agenda all over youtube speech after speech, in their own words, but See No Evilists don’t wanna know-they just harp on and on about whatever the “OTHERS” are doing wrong, and pro nouns and empty tokenism of five highly visible members of traditionally oppressed classes reading the same old same old, good ole boy, deep state teleprompter, but with fake diversity-even Trump and 700 Club always seat 5 token people of varying skintones in their front row, often paying one to nod along a lot, the shitlib wishful thinkers are drunk on their own comforts-they’re all stuck in partisan cheerleader mode, defending the indefensible, as long as their preferred partisan celebs are involved. They act like LIBYA never got overthrown by a black Pres and a female Secretary Of state. Corporations piss on us and tv millionaires say it’s raining. You stand outside in the elements and talk about the weather and the privilege havers tell you, “that’s just a CONSPIRACY!” Back in my day, Sonny, we did not suck up, or worship politicians. Certainly not based only on their fucking hue or gender or sexual identity or zodiac fucking sign. Or empty bullshit campaign speechifying. We were rebels though, we weren’t kissass gotmine social climbers like the millionaire fortunate sons, showbiz dynasty brunch bunch. I honestly can not stand those mimosa motherfuckers. You probably didn’t notice, but their over funded, paid for, formulaic/no soul imitator-muzak kinda sucks, too. Tribute bands with nothing to say except for look at my new status symbols. They might have some fancy Lewis leather coats on, but inside they’re all a buncha Huey Lewis’!
“Liberals are not progressive. Liberals are capitalists and imperialists.” (-Danny Haiphong)
“Really interesting fact: apparently it’s President Biden who won’t support getting rid of the filibuster or packing the courts while the US descends into autocratic white nationalism not Susan Sarandon. Who knew?” (-Adam McKay)
“Instead of letting them corral you into an unjust political system that makes you feel the only power you have is to vote, we need to look at our own potential to organize & defend our rights” (-Abby Martin)
“These scholars, writers, intellectuals, and journalists, like those in Weimar Germany, bear much of the blame. They preferred accommodation over confrontation. They stood by as the working class was stripped of rights and impoverished by the billionaire class, fertilizing the ground for an American fascism. Those who orchestrated the economic, political, and social assault are the major donors to the universities. They control trustee boards, grants, academic prizes, think tanks, promotion, publishing, and tenure. Academics, looking for an exit, ignored the attacks by the ruling oligarchy. Most of those tasked with reporting on and interpreting history, social movements and religious beliefs have failed us. They spoke about the past, vowing “Never again,” but refused to use the lessons of the past to explain the present. It was not ignorance. It was cowardice.
The billionaire class, while sometimes socially liberal, dispossessed working men and women through deindustrialization, austerity, a legalized tax boycott, looting the U.S. Treasury and deregulation. It triggered the widespread despair and rage that pushed many of the betrayed into the arms of these con artists and demagogues. It has no intention of supporting social equality, which is why it thwarted the candidacy of Bernie Sanders.
In the end, even the liberal class will choose fascism over empowering the left-wing and organized labor. The only thing the ruling oligarchy truly cares about is unfettered exploitation and profit.” (-Chris Hedges)
RONALD KOAL WAS A ROCKSTAR!!!
These lyrics are by Mark Eitzel. I briefly knew his muse, Kathleen: “I broke another promise that I would not write anymore songs about you…”. (RIP)
So beautiful and so world-weary
I met him when he was just nineteen
Around him I felt so dreary
And you know he was a living dream
Once I said he was far too Bowie
He said “Oh baby, you’re so tired”
He always had a better story
But you know he was always wired
Ronald Koal was a rock star
In ’81 he was the king
Ronald Koal was a rock star
In Columbus he was the thing
A nervous angel inside him waiting
He saw the world through its eyes
Saw the world’s not even worth hating
All it offers is goodbyes
Ronald Koal was a rock star
He was too big for this town
Ronald Koal was a rock star
Its the small pools where you drown
Were all going to be forgotten
Lets face it – it’s in store
The end is always gonna be rotten
And i hear its knock on my door
Ronald Koal was a rock star
Now he’s in the sky getting blown
Ronald Koal was a rock star
Its a life you live alone
Ronald Koal was a rock star
He was a true believer
Ronald Koal was a rock star
He was a true believer
He was not only a rockstar, but he was a rockstar’s rockstar! Guys like midwestern legend, Cowboy Bobby Cloyd, the Shine and Healers vocalist (RIP) used to follow him (and Happy from Howlin’ Maggie) around the town. One of the first things I really liked about my ole drinking buddy, Mark B. (RIP) the world traveling, frog voiced gutter poet from New Orleans, the one who used to say I looked like Rachel, Lou Reed’s jilted lover, that my band sounded like, “The Monkees if they were singing about shitting their wrists”, was that he had a vinyl copy of Ronald Koal & The Trillionaires upstairs in his seedy walkup in in the post riots urban wasteland, crack part of town. Goth kids used to take the two hour drives to MOTHRA goth boutique just to see if they could catch a glimpse of Ronald Koal, and maybe purchase a couple of Bauhaus and Joy Division postcards. He was the Peter Murphy of the Midwest. Man oh man, I love that cat! I always related to the guy and when most of my own death rock gang were in their big devoted Skinny Puppy and Ministry phase, I was fixated on Ronald Koal, Jim Thirwell, the Jesus & Mary Chain, and Sisters Of Mercy. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MfKJpIoSXp8 I wanted to be like Ronald Koal when I grew up, but alas, I just never grew up. BAM from DOGS D’AMOUR made a shirt years ago that said, “All My Heroes Are Dead”-you can probably imagine how much I coveted one of those! And that special issue impost magazine all about THE NEW ROMANTICS! I was just too broke back then, and you know that is one thing that never changed.
WHISKEY GLASS, DARKLY
“I never got my license to live, they won’t give it up so I stand at the world’s end, I’m trying to break in, but I know it’s not for me, and the sight of it all, it makes me sad and then, that’s when I want Some Weird Sin, just to relax with…” (-Iggy Pop)
“The day Home Secretary Priti Patel ordered Julian #Assange‘s extradition, guards at Belmarsh prison stripped him and threw him into a completely empty cell, Julian’s father has revealed. Consider this barbarity, Prime Minister Albanese, while you maintain a craven silence.” (-John Pilger)
They did that to me in juvenile detention hall-weeks and weeks in solitary cement slab closet with just my underwear and sometimes, glasses. For telling some cowboy counselor with a Napoleon complex to fuckoff. Somedays I can still get a bit salty about it.
Man, I kinda miss all the bad kids from the ghetto side of dirty old Boston. We never had the antique vintage apparatus or throwaway money or cars or diplomas like all the highrise patriotic college people on the hill, but back then, at least we still had our youth to throw at the wall. There was a silver sunglasses wearing, absolute genius, supernova brained writer we named Rattlesnake Jake, typing away on an old fashioned Henry Miller typewriter, he was a bit of a detective trying to solve old serial killer cold cases, when not furiously smoking cigarettes, or picking up abrasive, greenhaired gutter punk chicks from wherever. He put out a funny as fuck, satirical, National Lampoon like social commentary, highbrow fanzine called, “Backasswards”, and me n him would stay up all night yap yap yapping and yapping away about Hunter S. Thomspon and Joe Strummer lyrics. We all did a marvelous cover of “Spanish Bombs” on a 4 track with a drum machine. Time of my life. The greenhaired gutter punk chick liked to sing along and kinda helped us compose a haunting ballad that got rewritten as a kick in the teeth barbrawl song by a Motor City group we kinda grew up with. People seem to love it, but I remember the night we wrote it. The haunted demo version. With the disillusioned lyrics. We had a Bobby Keyes sax player who sang like Cash and wrote sad trucker songs-he was our roommate and unofficial member of our band the Bastards, but really always busy doing his own thing as a comic book illustrator, prolific songwriter and part time member of local band the Velcro Peasants. We called him Hollywood Bob. A Mick Jagger/Joe Perry lookalike guitar weedling, legendarily Ronsonesque heart throb…my sideman since we were I dunno, eleven or something, DCW-we had years of mischief and merry making fun together, he and the detective worked at a convenience store and basically lived on beer, cereal and Coca Cola, until he met some rich people and soon split for Fiona Apple style ingenue songstresses, a hokey House Of Blues style honkified blues band, and medical school. A glowering, black leather Billy Duffy street fightin’ man on lead chaos magnetics and Joan Jett style rhythm guitar named Nasty Bastard after an elderly lady said, “you nasty, boy” after watching him throwup on the redline,. Me on purple prose, Marlboro yelps and silver spangled trousers. A suicide werewolf music journalist, cable access tv honcho named Ken filming our frenzied spectacles. A couple of hard drinking Irishmen named Dermot and Barrie on tambourine, bass, and bottles clanking. ‘Replaced the flashy lead guitarist with a 12 string guitar playing, T. Rex and Love influenced, goth dude named Tony. The next door neighbors calling to tell us to turn it down everytime we tried auditioning a percussionist Nasty mighta met at the telemarketing job-they were all either jam band drum circle hippies or Lars Ulrich barnstorming speed metal monkeys. No drummer most of the time! We were trapped in unplugged mode even before that became the thing. Whenever we did briefly corral one, like somebody’s Crowded House loving, upwardly mobile, proper music school brother, or temporary ska kid, we were notorious for wild and crazy, out of control, star studded house parties and knockin’ down all the dirty divebars with our non stop barrage of two minute songs that other bands later added needless breaks and solos into covers of-you know the old Nashville adage, “add a word and steal two thirds”? That’s how it went with so many of the BUSINESS MINDED people covering our originals, but back then, it was all a brain battering procession of hard, fast, riff oriented, punknroll always shot through with adrenaline, coarse vocals, and caterwauling alleycat backup vocals with no attention paid to proper pitch or that much melody in the beginning, it was all about sweat, cheap whiskey, connecting with the crusty punks from Harvard Square’s subway pit and leftover, aging Johnny Thunders dudes from the 70’s music scene, loud laughs, protest lyrics and basically an awful lot of very rowdy, raucous, basement show, blind rebellion. If we coulda kept a drummer, it mighta gone different, I mean the Replacements got to have a long and successful career and they were not all that very fucking different from us, other than, maybe we were a little raunchier, but back then, all the drummers wanted to be in the Bosstones or Fugazi, and we were more like…the Action Swingers…meets the Babysitters. With a little Hollywood Brats. Times the Four Horsemen. I still believe in our kind of gutsy, heartfelt rocknroll abandon. Can’t get that stuff no more! We were young and still unbeaten enough to believe we could follow in the footsteps of our heroes the Clash and MC5 and affect the culture, shift the consciousness with our music, change things for the better, ya see? Have a positive impact. Contribute to the cause. Instead, we watched in confusion and helpless horror as all our former peers were steadily assimilated into the capitalist hierarchy the hut-two hut-two A.I. big bamboozle. People in Boston shared our enthusiastic love of the Pogues, but always considered us the bad seed hair metal dudes, we were too glam for their liking. Everybody else in that town had shorts and crewcuts except for us, a thrash band called Slaughter Shack, and crunchy granola hu-hum folkie Alternative pinup star Evan Dando, who had his own fey and precious rich kid scene we were no part of, except that I worked at Tower so I had to see him everyday strumming barefoot in the park shirtlessly crooning for all the chicks from Europe who sat at his feet batting their eyelashes in swoonful appreciation. It was Evanmania, man. Believe me. They CRIED on the day when he cut his hair. My own perfectly innocent first love who blossomed into a big bright, blindingly beautiful golden goddess with a smile like red velvet sunshine came to town to attend a posh university, I was hoping to escape a bad scene into her arms. We went for afternoon drinks at the House of Blues, and immediately she asked me…can I introduce her to Evan Dando. I just started guzzling doubles. Jesus loves him more than he will know, whoa whoa whoa. Nothing but the great big no, for me.
We could not ever even book one show at the Middle East-the lady there kept telling me, “try the Channel”, which was a not so subtle putdown, cause that’s where like Southie heavy metal guys played! That’s how come our widely circulated cassette demo-tape came to be called, “FLASH METAL SUICIDE!” They all thought we looked too much like Royal Pimps RAFE! The Juliana Hatfield crowd wanted nothing to do with loudmouthed, hard partying, midwestern white trash dudes in black leather pants and cop hats and sunglasses after dark. We thought the precious alternahunks and major label hipsters at the Middle East were snobs and squares. We didn’t know they were the ones who had all the good drugs. We didn’t know shit, really. Got involved with all the wrong people. Dysfunctional, unreliable types. God bless us, everyone. I made every stupid mistake in the book at least two or three times, just go down the list, check, check, check. The stories I could tell, but thusfar have not, discretion being the better part of valor and all, but ask me at the bonfire about the time we met Punkboy, the Preacher’s Daughter, and Gentleman John. Holy smokes, that was a night. But I digress.
If the years since false flag shitshow, 9/11 have taught us anything, it’s that Big 5 Mockingbird corporate-media can sell any fiction to the gullible Murkkkan Public. How the fuck did they convince everybody that Cobain’s ex drummer was somehow a great artiste or songwriting equal to the Beatles or some shit? They can sell ANYTHING with their all day repetition, I think they take delight from seeing how awful they can set the bar, how low they can go, how dumbed down the public has become. They’ve made SUPERSTAR CELEBRITIES outta the dumbest people in the world. The most venal, shameless and corrupt. Right now they are selling Musk and Gates, Lyn Cheney, and all these think tank spooks for war. And the Kardashians. Perv Disney stars with secret compounds on faraway islands and high dollar yoga culture meditation retreats. How did people ever put up with Korn and Creed and Matchbox 20 and the feckin Foo Fighters? What punishingly awful shit we ben subjected to around the clock these last 25 horrific years! I think they play all that same grunge and Britney occult-pop shit to human experiment and torture frequently innocent Muslims at Gitmo, since Darkside Dick took over and did away with the Geneva Conventions. No wonder everybody is so fearful and traumatized these days-it’s the Pig-Media browbeating us non-stop with lies and bullshittery. And boybands and grunge, and techno Dizney sluts, oh my. Sad how pounding the people with fear all day causes so much depression, division, people turn on each other when they are under this much stress, working all the time and still struggling with planets of worry about paying the grocery bills or hospital bills and barely even getting by. Divorce, metal illness, suicides, domestic violence, addictions, all that shit skyrockets when the media juggernaut never ceases their relentless fear campaigns designed to make us think we need the Metaverse Reset Davos Billionaires to take away all our last few remaining rights and save us from the uncivilized, uneducated, “OTHERS”. They even trot out that cackling hag, mad sociopath ole Whasername, the one responsible for fixing primaries to sabotage the Bernie platform that almost everybody, certainly an overwhelming majority, really wanted, the one behind the bullshit McCarthyist, New Cold War “Russigate!” smear tactic and bear baiting hotwar bullshit narrative, the truly evil, amoral mastermind behind the murder of Gaddafi, she is the same vile creature who brought back slaves, yes, actual slavery markets to Libya, she’s being given the Pig-Media bullhorn to call someone else a “person of grievance”, I mean, why do people still make excuses for known blood thirsty liars, deceivers, and war criminals with a long trail of bodies and silenced leakers, whistleblowrs andd dissident journalists behind them? Oh, yeah divide and control sports team horse shit. If a Democrat does it, it’s okeydokey for science and feelings and diversity. Right, right. This is already a false-reality bullshit metaverse and you aint even Rockefeller chipped yet.
I dunno about you, my dear brothers and sisters and friends of the revolution, but days like these kinda get me down, so many conflicting internet disinformation streams have captured so many of my former allies and ex associates into impotent little marketing group false identity slivers where they all foolishly let the capitalists define them as like, one narrow label. Unable to see their common plight with the “OTHERS”, or to go anywhere near correctly identifying their actual oppressors. I find it harder to connect with any of ’em. I know I’m not that many of the labels they falsely try to impose on me. I mean, I probably been ALL OF ‘EM by now, a pontiff, a pauper, a puker, a painter, you know like the old Sinatra song, but most days, I’m just a wornout and discouraged dad whose cherished own children never, never call, or write, or even return an email, or a tired, weary old dishwasher. Remember that old Soul Asylum lyric, “Grandfather watches the Grandfather clcok and the phone hasn’t rang for so long”? That’s me. I’m not the guy doing a punch drunk strip tease to “Sweet Emotion” on the counter in the studded leather underwear no more. I don’t even get to be like, the record store guy no more-not since that movie “HIGH FIDELITY” came out and made that gig seem desirable to Republikkkans who wanted to meet a girl like Lisa Bonet. I certainly never saw myself as a writer or music journalist, whatever that means, guys who look more like Elvis Costello than David Lee Roth I guess, so maybe guilty as charged on that count, but certainly not a vocation I ever aspired to, if anything, I felt obliged to promote all these great underdog artists and complete unknowns, who were doing stuff at a much higher level than their corporation jelly roll mainstream counterparts. The “writing” probably all started as a misguided effort to appease some people in my life who were nagging me about not having any future. I was constitutionally incapable of becoming one of those kissass rock critics who make big money writing for Spin or Rolling Stone. I’d rather make my own low budgeted garage version of Duran Duran than interview Duran Duran. Fuck, I LOVE Suicide. I’ll probably end up taking another long walk in the hot scorching sun on these deadend desert foothills again today, sometimes I can take photos of beautiful white cloud heavenly masterpieces, or jackrabbits, or yellow breasted tiny birds but this ole camera a former facebook friend sent me in the mail has just stopped working about half the time. Feels like all I do now is play dodge ’em with leashless desert pitbulls that meanspirited old lady meth dealers and hateful rednecks deploy to steal more control of the land beyond their own property line. I’ve come to really hate them. I should not have to fear for my life if I just wanna walk to the stinky fuckin’ river.
“How did we miss this year-old Newsweek report about a secret and unaccountable Pentagon “undercover force” which “carries out domestic and foreign assignments” that include “campaigns to influence and manipulate social media”?” (-Cait Johnstone)
“If you think Ghislaine Maxwell’s 20 year prison sentence is going to solve America’s child trafficking problem, you have been duped. Intelligence agencies were/are involved and they are never ever held accountable for anything.” (-Whitney Webb)
Remember when hairsniffer Gropey Joe got Clarence Thomas appointed to the kangaroo court by attacking Anita Hill? No? Burntout Recluse remembers. I see Liz “The Snake” Warren is also back in the brainwash-media audaciously talking about the Supreme Court having no legitimacy but she is one of the ones who sabotaged the Bernie Sanders platform-remember? I do. Crazytimes when your professor who talks about critical thinking and drinks their teacher breath cold coffee from the READ BANNED BOOKS coffee mug supports online censorship of antiestablishment voices like Dr. Naomi Wolf, Lee Camp, Chris Hedges, Abby Martin, Jeremy Scahill, Glenn Greenwald or Mark Crispin Miller. Disney used to forbid punk rockers from entering their amusement park, as not to offend their conservative “family values” ammunition and apple pie visitors, now, they promote this kooky transhumanist, sell your soul to the debbil, Sci-Fi occultist agenda-every movie has like a central Lil Nas X debbil character. I used to write for a national punk rock magazine that did not want to print my first hand eye witness news testimonies about racist cops and civil rights uprisings. My columns in the entertainment weeklies seemed to generate some complaints from advertisers, cause I ain’t into fashionista copycat rawk, or brainless techno with dynasty models. Fascist Book locked me out for anti-war shit-posting. The Obama and Clinton worshipping pinkhats and blue no matter whos even turned on Robert F. Kennedy, when I was a kid, the Kennedys were loved by the college educated, middle class, property owners like the Squad is now. On the precipice of WW3, with billionaires and their deep state operatives taking over what’s allowed to be discussed online, the people have been so pummeled with fear mongering and phony identity politricks silencing techniques since the bullshit “for us or against us” of 9/11, everybody’s afraid to step outta line, ask childlike questions about profit motives, suspicious timing, and “who benefits” from official, empirical narratives. Of course there are consequences for opposing ruling class fictions, in my own little travels, I been shutout and slagged for not co signing some blank check for racist kkops and gentrification landlords and suckass, fake as fuck, private school, indie rawk, say nothing, trust fund muzak and big blockbuster comic book war propaganda. Like Tex Perkins sings in, “I Got No Reason”, “I know I stand alone”. Some of my former contemporaries are celebrating the release of their 35th full length cd. Me, I got nothin’. I got 4 rants in the pipeline waiting to be posted or published, 4 full length 500 page books and a compilation of lyrics as yet unpublished, probably 200 songs archived on cassette tapes, but various platforms and publishers have gotten gunshy about me having any soapbox at all, cause they fear the cancel culture wrath of the shitlib mobs. I don’t believe that the Squad is gonna help me, or that big business cares at all about my health, freedom, or prosperity, or that the secret police can be trusted to take the place of journalists. I believe Mickey Huff at Project Censored, Whitney Webb, Seymour Hersh, Max Blumenthal and Benjamin Norton way, way, way more than I believe Rachel Maddow or Tucker Carlson, who are both owned and operated by the same exact corporate entity. Follow the money. Also, I never assume whoever has the most money in the room is the smartest, wisest, hardest working or most scientific-just because some deep cocaine pockets, porky fratboy’s mama gave him a spring break forever tailgate partay high five sports bar don’t make him a saint or artiste. You don’t suck up to the powerholders and barowners or show bookers or recording studio owning fatcats because they are so “nice”, or because you genuinely think their goofy muzak is any good-you suck up to them cause you want summa their crumbs. As my wife says, you got your filthy hands in the cookie jar. I got sunburn from all my hours walking the deer trails in the desert sun, trying to avoid zombies of death and walk off all this anxiety and restless grief. My only joke is, people think I must be stupid just because I’m so handsome, but we all know I got no cred cause I got no moolah-wealth is the only virtue in this country-always backed by violence. The people I used to know were only ever in it for the free fucking drinks, at the end of the day. Now I like a free drink as much as anybody but I’m not willing to backstab and bullshit and suckup or sell my soul for the privileges of membership. I’ll go drink a pint under the motherfucking bridge before I’ll get involved with the hipster fakes and predator class. Revolutionary Blackout Network�� on Twitter: “Isn’t this what capitalist fear mongered would happen under socialism? An authoritarian state where freedom was stripped by the barrel of a gun” / Twitter
“Storm troopers from star wars? No. Just another day in the American empire.” (-Dr. Jill Stein)
“Assange was strip-searched and moved to an empty, bare cell after Patel’s decision to extradite him to the US. This is straight up bullying and humiliation. This is how we treat journalists in the UK. What a monstrous “justice” system.” (-Richard Medhurst)
“BEFORE THERE WAS HER THERE WAS THE FURS”. That’s a lyric from a song of mine about how The Psychedelic Furs have been a big part of my life since I was a wee slip of a wisp in my horrible dork glasses.
While the rest of you were busy with all that insufferable nasal warbling of Grunge/Alternative, all those fat fake rich kid cocaine bands, I was already retreating back to my beloved and forever cherished eighties new wave. One of the only decent records I heard in the early nineties was LOVE SPIT LOVE-Richard Butler’s cool as fuck side project. Listen to these killer diller HITS!
“I can’t believe it’s been so long…17, follow meeee….”
Kinda makes you wanna hear this, don’t it?
LIONS AND GHOSTS
Another band me and my gypsy caravan always resonated with who never got enough press or praise were Lions & Ghosts. These are the kind of talented artists I would like to collaborate with because it is self evident they would empathize with and understand my kind of music. Michael play with my friend Joe Normal, Aimee Mann, and Fiona Apple. They were so great. Thanks to my friend Angela for turning me on to them when we were seventeen or eighteen.
BAD NEWS FOR HUMAN BEINGS, THE BORED SUPER RICH TED TALKERS WANNA TURN YOU INTO A C3PO PROTOCOL DROID…THEY’LL SAY IT’S FOR A GREEN ECONOMY AND SCIENCE.
“While the US gov’t has sent $54 Billion to war in Ukraine, new numbers show there are 100 Million Americans drowning in healthcare debt. People’s lives are crushed while our gov’t lines the pockets of weapons contractors. Our ruling elite are actually at war with us – you & me.” (-Lee Camp)
“It is not enough for journalists to see themselves as mere messengers without understanding the hidden agendas of the message and the myths that surround it.” (-John Pilger)
The New York Times reports that Ukraine is crawling with special forces and spies from the US and its allies, which would seem to contradict earlier reports that the US intelligence cartel is having trouble getting intel about what’s happening on the ground in Ukraine.
This would also, obviously, put the final nail in the coffin of the claim that this is not a US proxy war.
In an article titled “Commando Network Coordinates Flow of Weapons in Ukraine, Officials Say,” western officials inform us of the following through their stenographers at The New York Times:
As Russian troops press ahead with a grinding campaign to seize eastern Ukraine, the nation’s ability to resist the onslaught depends more than ever on help from the United States and its allies — including a stealthy network of commandos and spies rushing to provide weapons, intelligence and training, according to U.S. and European officials.
Much of this work happens outside Ukraine, at bases in Germany, France and Britain, for example. But even as the Biden administration has declared it will not deploy American troops to Ukraine, some C.I.A. personnel have continued to operate in the country secretly, mostly in the capital, Kyiv, directing much of the massive amounts of intelligence the United States is sharing with Ukrainian forces, according to current and former officials.
At the same time, a few dozen commandos from other NATO countries, including Britain, France, Canada and Lithuania, also have been working inside Ukraine.
Some CIA personnel have continued to operate in Ukraine secretly, mostly in Kyiv, directing much of the intelligence the U.S. is sharing with Ukrainian forces, according to current and former officials. https://t.co/4VWdybmome
— The New York Times (@nytimes) June 25, 2022
The revelation that the CIA and US special forces are conducting military operations in Ukraine does indeed make a lie of the Biden administration’s insistence at the start of the war that there would be no American boots on the ground in Ukraine, and the admission that NATO powers are so involved in operations against a nuclear superpower means we are closer to seeing a nuclear exchange than anyone should be comfortable with.
This news should surprise no one who knows anything about the usual behavior of the US intelligence cartel, but interestingly it contradicts something we were told by the same New York Times not three weeks ago.
“American intelligence agencies have less information than they would like about Ukraine’s operations and possess a far better picture of Russia’s military, its planned operations and its successes and failures,” NYT told us earlier this month. “U.S. officials said the Ukrainian government gave them few classified briefings or details about their operational plans, and Ukrainian officials acknowledged that they did not tell the Americans everything.”
It seems a bit unlikely that US intelligence agencies would have a hard time getting information about what’s happening in a country where they themselves are physically located. Moon of Alabama theorized at the time that this ridiculous “We don’t know what’s happening in our own proxy war” line was being pushed to give the US plausible deniability about Ukraine’s failures on the battlefield, which have only gotten worse since then.
So why are they telling us all this now? Well, it could be that we’re being paced into accepting an increasingly active role of the US and its allies in Ukraine.
Hawks in April: Don’t call it a proxy war!
Hawks in May: Of course it’s a proxy war!
Hawks in June: It’s not their war, it’s our war!
— Daniel Larison (@DanielLarison) June 20, 2022
The other day Antiwar’s Daniel Larison tweeted, “Hawks in April: Don’t call it a proxy war! Hawks in May: Of course it’s a proxy war! Hawks in June: It’s not their war, it’s our war!”
This is indeed exactly how it happened. Back in April President Biden told the press the idea that this is a proxy war between the US and Russia was “not true” and Defense Secretary Lloyd Austin said “It’s not, this is clearly Ukraine’s fight” when asked if this is a proxy war. The mainstream media were still framing this claim as merely an “accusation” by the Russian government, and empire spinmeisters were regularly admonishing anyone who used that term on the grounds that it deprives Ukrainians of their “agency”.
Then May rolled around and all of a sudden we had The New Yorker unequivocally telling us that the US is in “a full proxy war with Russia” and hawks like US congressman Seth Moulton saying things like, “We’re not just at war to support the Ukrainians. We’re fundamentally at war, although somewhat through a proxy, with Russia, and it’s important that we win.”
And now here in June we’ve got war hawks like Max Boot coming right out and saying that this is actually America’s war, and it is therefore important for the US to drastically escalate the war in order to hand the Russians “devastating losses”.
We need to understand that this isn’t their war in Ukraine—it’s our war—and we need to do more to defeat Russia’s attack on the West. Speaking on @Morning_Joe about the subject of my new @PostOpinions column: https://t.co/URNFXiKo1o pic.twitter.com/jG1VZChRth
— Max Boot (@MaxBoot) June 20, 2022
So the previously unthinkable idea that the US is at war with Russia has been gradually normalized, with the heat turned up so slowly that the frog doesn’t notice it’s being boiled alive. If that idea can be sufficiently normalized, public consent for greater escalations will likely be forthcoming, even if those escalations are extremely psychotic.
Back in March when I said the only “agency” Ukraine has in this conflict is the Central Intelligence kind, empire loyalists jumped down my throat. They couldn’t believe I was saying something so evil and wrong. Now they’ve been told that the Central Intelligence Agency is indeed conducting operations and directing intelligence on the ground in Ukraine, but I somehow doubt that this will stir any self-reflection on their part. (-Caitlin Johnstone)
“I’ve spent my career reporting on the U.S. national security state and uncovering some of their dirtiest secrets and lies. In that time, I’ve been targeted by the FBI. I’ve been spied on. I’ve even been threatened with jail time for refusing to reveal my confidential sources.
And all of that happened under Democratic administrations, not just Republicans.
In fact, I’ve recently uncovered new information about a 2014 FBI scheme — signed off by the Obama Justice Department — to arrest one of my sources by using an informant to ambush one of my meetings.
When Donald Trump left office, some people expected the dawn of a new age of press freedom. At The Intercept, we know better than to trust that a Democratic president will respect the freedom of the press.” (-Jim Risen, the senior national security correspondent at The Intercept)
BOYCOTTING THE PIG MEDIA AND THE MANUFACTURED UNREALITIES OF THE NATO ONE PERCENT
Our concerns are not their concerns. Our interests our not their interests. You are only free to “identify” with some pretty talkin’ justice tweeter who always votes against you. That ain’t real representation, the whole vote is fixed, every which way, plus loose. If you think private jets aint subject to TSA gropers Nancy Pelosi is your Special Friend because she went on RuPaul’s Drag Race and said, “Can I Get a Hallelujah”, you doubtlessly think Lyn Cheney the Muslim torture advocate, is your Great Blue Hope, cause she said we should ban public protests, cause Q Shaman yelled “freedom” in the Capital Hill Halls Of Lobbyist Bribery And Endless Corruption. If they were against guns, they would NOT be giving all your health care and housing and education billions to white power proxy army, mercenaries and nationalists in the Ukraine. They love Vanguard and Blackrock, Goldman Sachs and Lockheed Martin. They are sponsored by Pfizer and Raytheon. They do not love you. They call you a hackable rat and a useless eater, but you think they just mean, “THE OTHERS”. Strange days we are living in. The mass media psy ops are so manipulative and diabolical, they might end up just dismantling the Supreme Court entirely, and just ballsout sitting Gates or Schwab on some occult temple throne. I would not be surprised if they ran Her Turn Hillary Clinton and Lyn Cheney for president. Or Chelle/Cheney or some shit.
People who’ve never been punched in the face or stomped into the cement by big bruisers before always like to say that speech is violence as a not so subtle form of nuspeak, Great Reset culture, narrative control. You know what’s violent? Unleashed motherfucking growling animals that both shitlib blue no matter who, vegan, sensitivity Karen’s and big white truck with a gun rack on the back militia man Republikkkans they all got the barky leashless dogs out front as a way of discouraging pedestrians from walking down the street. Hot day, sick of hypnoscreens, me n my boy tried to walk to the river but some lady let her two dogs outside the fence, they start carrying on, next thing you know, that gets more dogs running out into the street. I’m starting to hate these dog owners who obviously take delight from their dangerous and intimidating weaponized animals. That’s some abusive shit nobody talks about. All these same motherfuckers are online right now crying about firecrackers traumatizing their pets. I’m so sick of people and their bumper stickers and selfish, privileged hypocrisies.
“Western “leaders” continue with their irrational drive toward WWIII. NATO is a criminal enterprise, an instrument of white power & threat to global humanity. Join anti-NATO protests around the world.” (-Ajamu Baraka)
There’s little hope of ever waking the “Got Mine, Jacks and Jills” who think they are already Net-Flix and Trader Joe’s “WOKE”TM cause they reposted some trite shit Kamala Harris said about Trump or whatever. Fraud-Squad never fought for us cause they were another fake fucking marketing hoax like WMD’s, Mad Cow, Bird Flu, Y2K, Obama, and Grunge-AlternativeTM. Bernie got in line and endorsed hair sniffin’ “Nothing Will Change” crime bill candidate, Gropey Joe. Pig Media told us a million elderly black folks in MIchigan put on their shoes and drove to the polls and waited in line for hours in the Pandemic on Super Tuesday to vote for Gropey Joe. Nothing to do with Mayo Pete affiliated shady software company. Eager beaver tv believers say that if tv says a W or Biden won, that’s that. So now, the Fix Is In Kangaroo Supreme Court are diverting everybody’s attention with the old guns and abortion reel back red herrings. Shitlibs celebrate gun grabs, rightwing act like they ever cared about children. Meanwhile, all important discussions about FREEING WHISTLEBLOWER JOURNALIST JULIAN ASSANGE, the shit economy caused by predator corporation’s unchecked greed, but laughably blamed on Putin; the empire’s no lives matter stormtrooper police state, and worldwide wars based on the usual regime change mercenary army proxies playbook lies, all that is off the table, not being discussed. Big pharma’s shareholders are still gleefully rubbing their hands together, while puppet politicians and tv heads predictive program us to prepare for “more pandemics”. The schools are gutted, the mental healthcare system is a crooked pipeline for prison profiteers and human traffic swindlers. Great Reset billionaires have bought up the farmlands and own the regulatory agencies, outright. The pig-media’s been grooming Evil Lyn Cheney to run as some kinda feminist Democrat. Partisan rubes act like everything’s as simple as lesser-evilism and vote blue no matter who for LGBT rights and scientific feminism, but the globalist Bilderberg powers that be just love messing with you. They got the fake progressives of the Squad greasing the wheels of forever wars and a permanent dystopian police state, while kooky crackpot rightwingers like Rand Paul and Tucker Carlson pretend defend traditional liberal positions, like freedom of the press and an end to blind-for-profit military expansionism. AOC does almost nothing about any of our real legit issues, but her middle class supporters don’t care or wanna know, it’s enough to have a token celebrity tweeting against Trump. Remember when all the shitlibs kept insisting Hillary was (supposedly) no longer in office calling the shots, so we should never speak of Libya, Seth Rich, or her rigging the primaries against Bernie twice, but here we are two years into Biden admin, and all he’s done is start a war with Russia, build up Africom to control that whole continent militarily, continuing Obama’s “pivot against China”, and allow his donor class corporate executives to rip us all off. The 24/7 ongoing hyper-exaggerated Capital Hill Pig-Media Psy-Op Nonsense keeps all the middle classers focused on boogeyman rotating villain, big bad wolf, badguy wrassler, Trump. I don’t believe anything the tv or government tells me anymore. They been lying since Kennedy, and eviscerating the Constitution incrementally since Bush. Even the Hinckley assassination attempt on Reagan is real suspicious. You know they let him out and off probation, right?
“For Eurocentric white supremacists, the U.S. & Europe are the world.” (-Ajamu Baraka)
“The U.S. corporate media refused to cover the BRICS Summit despite nearly half the world’s population and 30 percent of its GDP being represented by BRICS countries. It also ignores Julian Assange’s fate even though it will determine the fate of journalism itself. Terrible.” (-Danny Haiphong)
“Good to hear your voice yeah we have had some epic times over the years and, we survived! We are a dying breed rock n roll is otherwise dead if it weren’t for some of us old heads still carrying this torch of summertime hits.
Hopefully everything works out and I can slide thru your nape of the woods and we can bang out some new hits.
I think the two of us have managed to marry glam punk pop and sleeze rock together and you kept me from full metal and I kept you from going full Duran Duran it mixed together and Shazam you have the splatter twins and our unique sound and those in the know knew we were the real deal so they did the only thing they could do try and steal it haha I mean I always thought it was funny a Berkeley school of music grad copped my stupid three chord barrage riffs and your words and vocals and the legions of idiots that couldn’t play “Ultra Violet Girl” or “Back To Zero” or the local Pantera knock off metal band here that so wanted to do the “Dazzling Casualties”, but I wouldn’t show them how it was played.
Stay alive we’ll get our record!” (-Nasty Bastard; The Original Suffering Bastards)
READ CAIT JOHNSTONE EVERYDAY!
All of our world’s worst problems are created by the powerful. The powerful will keep creating those problems until ordinary people use their superior numbers to make them stop. Ordinary people don’t use their superior numbers to stop the powerful because the powerful are continuously manipulating people’s understanding of what’s going on.
Humans are storytelling creatures. If you can control the stories humans are telling themselves about the world, you control the humans, and you control the world.
Mental narrative plays a hugely prominent role in human experience; if you’ve ever tried to still your mind in meditation you know exactly what I’m talking about. Babbling thought stories dominate our experience of reality. It makes sense then that if you can influence those stories, you’re effectively influencing someone’s experience of reality.
The powerful manipulate the dominant narratives of our society in approximately five major ways: propaganda, censorship, Silicon Valley algorithm manipulation, government secrecy, and the war on journalism. Like the fingers on a hand they are distinct from each other and each play their own role, but they’re all part of the same thing and work together toward the same goal. They’re all just different aspects of the US-centralized empire’s narrative control system.
Everyone’s Anti-War Until The War Propaganda Starts
“Nobody thinks of themselves as a warmonger, but then the spin machine gets going and before you know it they’re spouting the slogans they’ve been programmed to spout”https://t.co/lLnPVlfyfK
— Caitlin Johnstone (@caitoz) April 27, 2022
Propaganda is the empire’s narrative creation system. While the other four elements of imperial narrative control are geared mostly toward preventing inconvenient narratives from circulating, propaganda is the means by which the empire generates narratives which benefit it.
That foreign leader is a dictator and needs to be removed. That inconvenient politician is sinister in some way and must not be permitted to lead. Your government loves human rights and all its wars are humanitarian. Voting works. Capitalism is great. You can trust us, we’re the good guys.
You’ll see variations on these and similar narratives churned out day after day by the corporate media and Hollywood. The wealthy media-owning class protects its own class interests by hiring media executives whose worldview matches its own, and those executives hire underlings with the same worldview, who hire their own underlings with the same worldview, and before you know it you’re looking at a media conglomerate full of people who all support the status quo politics of the media-owning class whose kingdoms are built upon that status quo.
In fact these giant media institutions are so invested in protecting the status quo that they have a very large degree of overlap with other institutions responsible for maintaining the imperial status quo, like the US intelligence cartel. News punditry is now full of “former” intelligence officials, and anytime there’s a narrative an intelligence agency wants printed it simply has an officer or a proxy whisper it to a mainstream news reporter who then uncritically repeats that narrative disguised as a news story.
Reporters within this system are not explicitly told to generate propaganda to protect status quo power. Rather, they develop a sense for what kind of reporting will get published and earn them attaboys in the newsroom and what will get spiked and cause their career to stagnate. If they fail to learn to navigate the system in this way, you simply never hear about them, because their careers peter out.
More Escalations In Online Censorship
“YouTube has been deleting videos disputing the US government narrative about Russian war crimes in Bucha”https://t.co/M7zupF8AMa
— Caitlin Johnstone (@caitoz) April 15, 2022
Propaganda is geared toward putting narratives favorable to the oligarchic empire in front of people, while censorship is all about keeping unfavorable narratives away from public vision. We’ve long seen this expressed in the way the mass media simply refuse to give any platform or voice to critics of capitalism and imperialism, but imperial narrative management has required a whole new order of censorship since internet access became widely available.
Because the widespread ability to share ideas and information poses a major threat to imperial narrative control, empire managers have been working toward normalizing and expanding censorship on internet platforms like Google/YouTube, Meta/Facebook/Instagram, and Twitter. Any online space where a large number of people gather will find itself pressured by the US government to remove a wider and wider spectrum of content in the name of public safety, election security, containing a virus, or just keeping people from thinking wrong thoughts about a war.
Every few months since the US election in 2016 we’ve been fed a new reason why more internet censorship is needed, which is always followed by a giant purge of the newly-banned content and the accounts which created it. This trend has escalated dramatically with the Ukraine war, where for the first time there’s no pretense being made that content is being censored to protect the public interest; it’s just being censored because it disagrees with what western government and media institutions tell us.
3. Silicon Valley algorithm manipulation
Silicon Valley Algorithm Manipulation Is The Only Thing Keeping Mainstream Media Alive
Recent statements by YouTube’s CEO highlight the way Silicon Valley tech giants use algorithms to boost mainstream media propaganda and suppress independent content.https://t.co/rJRkSmydUG
— Caitlin Johnstone (@caitoz) May 3, 2021
This one relates to both propaganda and censorship, because it facilitates both. Silicon Valley officials have admitted to manipulating their algorithms to make sure that independent media doesn’t get seen very much while artificially elevating the online publications of mass media outlets on the basis that they are “authoritative sources” of information, despite the fact that those “authoritative sources” have lied to us about every war.
Silicon Valley algorithm manipulation does more damage than overt forms of online censorship, because its consequences are much more far-reaching and because people don’t even know it’s happening. When Google changed its algorithms to ensure that leftist and antiwar media outlets ranked much lower in search results than they used to, it influenced the way millions of people gather information about the most important issues in the world. And hardly anyone ever knew it happened.
If it weren’t for tech giants artificially directing traffic toward empire-approved media outlets, those outlets probably would have shut down by now. We saw a clear illustration of how disdainful the public is of mass media outlets when the paid streaming service CNN+ was forced to shut down just 30 days after its launch when it failed to maintain even ten thousand daily viewers. People don’t consume mainstream news media unless it is foisted upon them.
4. Government secrecy
The Only Obstacle To A Healthy World Is Government Secrecy And Propaganda
“If people in power were no longer able to hide secrets and spin lies about what’s going on in the world, all of our major problems would come to an end.”https://t.co/NIWdBpY4Jn
— Caitlin Johnstone (@caitoz) July 21, 2020
Like censorship, government secrecy is another way the empire prevents inconvenient narratives from entering public awareness. By classifying information on the basis of “national security”, the empire prevents unauthorized narratives before they even get off the ground. As Julian Assange once said, “The overwhelming majority of information is classified to protect political security, not national security.”
The amount of power you have should be inversely proportional to the amount of privacy you get. In a healthy society, ordinary people would have full privacy from the government while government officials should have to be fully transparent about their lives, finances and behavior. In our society it’s exactly reversed: the people are surveilled and monitored while those in power hide vast troves of information behind walls of government opacity.
They hide everything they’re doing from the view of the public, then when people start taking educated guesses about what they might be up to behind the veil of government secrecy they get called “conspiracy theorists”. There would be no need to form theories about conspiracies if there was complete transparency for the powerful, but of course this would greatly hinder the ability of the powerful to conspire.
They claim they need government secrecy to avoid giving an advantage to the enemy in times of war and conflict, but really they need government secrecy to start wars and conflicts.
5. The war on journalism
Assange Is Doing His Most Important Work Yet
As important as his WikiLeaks publications are, none of them exposed the depravity of the empire as much as forcing them to look us in the eye and tell us they’ll extradite a journalist for telling the truth.https://t.co/Qr3KVqH0TP
— Caitlin Johnstone (@caitoz) June 18, 2022
Lastly, in order to effectively control the dominant narratives about the world, the empire needs to wage a war on disobedient journalism. We’ve seen this unfold in various ways over the years, but right now none are so clear as the US empire’s persecution of Julian Assange.
The goal of the Assange case is to establish a legal precedent for extraditing any journalist or publisher anywhere in the world who tries to get around US government secrecy. Once a precedent has been set and consent has been manufactured, the war on journalism can really get going.
All of these five points are used to control the way people see, think about, and talk about their world, thereby controlling how they act and how they vote at mass scale. This enables the powerful to maintain an entirely enslaved populace which never tries to escape its enslavement, because it thinks it is already free.
redfish on Twitter: “In 1967 Gaddafi inherited one of Africa’s poorest nations. By the time he was murdered, Gaddafi had turned Libya into a country with the highest human development on the continent. Today, 11 years after NATO backed rebels took over his compound, we look at what’s been lost. https://t.co/MldzRBUBzU” / Twitter
TEX AND THE HORSEHEADS
One of my personal favorite bands is the great Tex And The Horseheads. Man, this song right here still tears me up, ya know, you sorta inhabit a permenent state of low level anxiety and depression living at the bottom of this ruthless price gouging billionaire tyrannical fuckedup propagandized society with the crazy high groceries, limited mobility with gas prices and unreliable vehicles and especially, when developers, landlords, employers, the elements, and city hall all threaten to jeopardize your housing situation. “I had the same dream last night…”
“Of course it was provoked. Otherwise they wouldn’t refer to it all the time as an unprovoked invasion.” (-Noam Chomsky)
“I’m becoming more and more disdainful of people who live directly under the thumb of the US empire and yet spend their time criticizing Russia and China. It’s literally the most pathetic, sniveling, power-serving position anyone can possibly take at this point in history.” (-Caitlin Johnstone)
“When did working class people in Europe, the U.S. & around the world vote for a NATO proxy war with Russia & sanctions that we are now paying for? Our interests are not the same as capitalist ruling classes. Let them fight Russia.” (-Ajamu Baraka)
“This was never about bringing democracy to Ukraine. The U.S. cannot bring democracy to another country when it hasn’t even brought democracy to its own country. This was always about laundering our money to the military industrial complex & further enriching the U.S. oligarchy.” (-Ryan Knight)
“Apparently Gal Gadot is hosting a “National Geographic”
series about indigenous people being displaced. You can’t make this sh*% up!” (-Ariel Gold Code Pink For Peace)
“The proxy war in Ukraine is actually about central banking. Many times when a country has stepped outside the long tentacles of the US-ruled central banking system & the petrodollar, they have been invaded/destroyed not long afterwards: – Iraq – Libya – Syria…” (-Lee Camp)
“In the face of growing threats to journalists, academics & musicians who dare to challenge the military-industrial-complex narrative, nothing is more dangerous than saying nothing. First they came for the journalists….” (-Dr. Jill Stein)
Dangerous ‘Cycle of Escalation’ Intensifies After Unauthorized US Bombings in Syria (commondreams.org) Remember when USA USA deployed false flag bad guys in humanitarian guise to destabilsize Syria and help genie energy steal the oil rich lower third of their country and Hollywood made a propaganda flick about it and gave themselves as Oscar? Fictitious times indeed, in the memorable words of Michael Moore, who used to crusade against injustice and corruption, but now like so many Hollwood shitlibs, only crusades against Trump.
“Sacrificing for a war in Ukraine that didn’t have to be while defense companies make record profits. When will the people learn that their interests & interests of warmongering capitalist are not the same? End the war in Ukraine, abolish NATO, reject “full spectrum dominance.” (-Ajamu Baraka)
“This warmongering Republican congressman who claims to be building a “working-class GOP” complains about (partial, insufficient) student loan forgiveness because he wants the US military to use debt to pressure poor people to kill for empire “RiGhT-WiNg pOpuLiSm” in a nutshell”. (-Benjamin Norton)
Cathy Vogan on Twitter: “Following the assassination of Darya Dugina, @MarkSleboda1 & @MaxBlumenthal discuss the Myrotvorets hit list, targeting critics of Kiev. She & her father were on it, as are many journalists, academics & artists, inc. Prof. John Mearsheimer & @rogerwaters https://t.co/skYpLTwRz7 https://t.co/1csUroQn1U” / Twitter
“There is unity in the oppression. There must be absolute unity and determination in the response.” (-Julian Assange)
“”We’re living in a pretend democracy, with a pretend free press and a pretend system of justice. No one in this century has helped us understand the world as it is more than Julian Assange and WikiLeaks.” (-Joe Lauria; Consortium News)
Excellent analysis by Medea Benjamin of the situation in Afghanistan–which can only get worse unless there is engagement with a government the US ceded power to. The Taliban or a failed state? (-Col. Ann Wright voicesofconscience.com )
British musician Roger Waters is named on the Ukrainian NATO backed civilian kill list website. Dugin is also on this list and his car with his daughter on it was blown up yesterday. NATO is claimed as admin of the site since 2015, as can be seen on it: https://myrotvorets.center/secure/
|“Numerous Syrian and foreign militants have reportedly been killed and several US troops injured in an escalating exchange of attacks between the American invaders and the people in the country whose territory they are illegally occupying.|
On Tuesday night US Central Command announced that it had “conducted precision airstrikes in Deir ez-Zor Syria” in order to “defend and protect U.S. forces from attacks like the ones on August 15 against U.S. personnel by Iran-backed groups.””The President gave the direction for these strikes pursuant to his Article II authority to protect and defend U.S. personnel by disrupting or deterring attacks by Iran-backed groups,” CENTCOM said.Iran has denied any link to the troops targeted in the airstrikes, up to ten of whom were reportedly killed.The US attack was followed by rocket attacks on US military positions in eastern Syria, injuring an unknown number of US troops, to which the US responded with an Apache helicopter assault on Syrian vehicles from which it claims the rockets were launched. Central Command claims “two or three suspected Iran-backed militants” were killed in the helicopter attack.Looks like a serious escalation in Syria:US airstrikes on Tuesday night provoked rocket attacks on US bases on Wednesday that wounded several US troops. The US responded by launching strikes from Apache helicopters that reportedly killed several peoplehttps://t.co/Gtu9QqwDKd— Dave DeCamp (@DecampDave) August 24, 2022As of this writing it remains to be seen if this exchange of attacks will continue, but what’s crystal clear is who the aggressor is.”US claims to be in Syria to fight ISIS, but it rarely fights ISIS,” journalist Aaron Maté tweeted of the exchange. “It’s actually there to deny Syria its own oil and wheat, and to occasionally attack Syrians and their allies who defeated US-backed sectarian death squads in the dirty war.”What he says is completely true. The US is an occupying force who is there without the permission of the Syrian government, without having been attacked by Syria, and without any valid claim to be defending itself from anyone in Syria. The “Iran-backed” militias in Syria are operating with the full authorization of the Syrian government. The US has quite literally invaded a nation on the other side of the world, killed the people in that nation who don’t want them there, and then claimed self-defense in doing so.If I broke into my neighbor’s house to steal his things, and then murdered him when he tried to stop me or make me leave, it would look pretty ridiculous if I tried to plead self-defense. It would look even more ridiculous if anyone believed me.SCOOP: U.K. envoy praises Israeli airstrike campaign in Syriahttps://t.co/eYt9O1IyFB— Axios (@axios) August 24, 2022This comes at the same time as a report from Axios that the British special envoy to Syria had nothing but glowing things to say about the way Israel has been constantly bombing Syria for years:”The British special envoy for Syriatold Israeli officials during a visit to Jerusalem several weeks ago that the Israeli airstrike campaign against Iranian military targets is ‘probably the only thing that works in Syria,’ Israeli Foreign Ministry officials briefed on the meetings told Axios.””In recent years, Israel has launched hundreds of airstrikes in Syria,” writes Antiwar’s Dave DeCamp on the Axios report. “The Israelis say that the bombing campaign is to prevent Iran from becoming further entrenched in the country, but the strikes often kill Syrian troops and sometimes kill civilians and damage civilian infrastructure.””The US tacitly endorses the bombing campaign in Syria and reportedly coordinates some of the strikes,” adds DeCamp. “In June, The Wall Street Journal reported that Israel secretly coordinates the bombings with the US and that Washington has approved many Israeli airstrikes that were launched from areas near a US base in southern Syria.”1. Invade a country on the other side of the world
2. Kill the people in that country who don’t want you there
3. Claim your actions were self defense https://t.co/fiVhvbVVW0— Caitlin Johnstone (@caitoz) August 24, 2022So if you’re wondering why western liberals are all waving Syrian flags and loudly condemning the US and its allies for their criminal, murderous assault on a sovereign nation, that’s why.I am of course kidding; that is not happening. That sort of mainstream public outcry is reserved solely for the misdeeds of governments the US does not approve of, like the Russian invasion of Ukraine.Westerners are only encouraged to contemplate the horrors of war when it is someone else’s war. If it serves the strategic interests of the globe-spanning power structure loosely centralized around the United States, you can bomb your neighbor every week and it will barely make the news. You can even invade a country on the other side of the world and then claim you are defending yourself when they try to throw you out.”(-Caitlin Johnstone)
“Yes, State Dept Ned Price had the nerve to say that UAE efforts at diplomacy with Iran will not succeed “unless Iran ends the nuclear crisis it has precipitated.” WTF??? Can someone remind him that the US caused the crisis by pulling out of the deal?” (-Medea Benjamin)
ROCKNROLL NEVER FORGETS! SOME MOTOR CITY PUNKNROLL….
(RIP) Steve Krass the singer was shot in the head and killed in 1996 outside Harpo’s night club
I met Stiv in the mid eighties when I was a runaway gutter urchin and he would lave a lasting influence on me and my songwriting and performance style and various crash n burn bands for the rest of my life.
When Stiv was in Paris, doing that Whores Of Babylon, post Lords super group, trying to assemble the ultimate punk band with people like Johnny, Dee Dee, Neal X, Vom from Dr. and the Medics, Kris Dollimore from The Godfathers, etc., I was back in the Midwest assembling my own version of a super group with local dudes from five different high schools, all of whom were into some kind of punk, but not all of whom were as comfortable with the wayout Batcave-Blitz Kid-Mindwarp–Sputnik inspired technicolored space-androgyny. Of course when we were growing up, all those overproduced eighties Iggy records appealed to me. Songs like “Winners And Losers” and “Cold Metal”, “Shades”, “Isolation” and especially, “Power & Freedom”. My dead catholic school best friend Mitch and I got to meet Iggy and Andy on that “Instinct” tour and Iggy was very, very kind to us, and made us laugh a lot, talking about how all these jocks and fratboys were only present in the alleyway behind the venues because they were drawn there by fame, not by any real love for rocknroll, that these mainstream autograph seekers were gonna show up for anybody who was famous, and that if they gave us a hard time for looking different or being working class weirdos or whatever, that he had experienced all the same kinda shit from their older brothers and parents growing up. It felt like he was on our side! I had handed Iggy a jar of peanut butter from the front row in homage to Stiv and he laughed and said he don’t do that no more. Iggy seemed to like us, feel for us, accepted us, understood us, we got very little of that from people in his approximate age group where we lived. Iggy took two beers outta Andy McCoy’s hands and gave them to us kids, me n Mitch, and Andy did not seem to like that very much. There was a kid with a disability who was dressed up like Andy that night and Andy asked him to give him his velvety gypsy vest and I thought it would have been much cooler had Andy given the kid some article, rather than taking something from him. We loved Andy’s art and style but Iggy was our idol because of how nice and genuine and down to to earth relatable he was. In the smalltown we came from, there was a much older, more experienced music snob, collector type who lurked around the mom n pop record store I worked at. I had been going to that shop since I was 12 or 13 and old hippie acidhead was teaching me and my metalhead friends about the blues, garage and psychedelia, and Stiff Records bands and Elvis Costello. The music snob lurker ended up being a pretty great musician who turned me on to the Gun Club and Fuzztones! Eventually, he replaced our skinhead drummer who abruptly quit the band to spend more time with a vampire chick I introduced him to the day after she took me to the graveyard to talk to me about Bauhaus and that “Lost Boys” movie with the high quality Echo and the Bunnymen and and INXS new wave soundtrack.
Once that older guy came in on drums, he started wielding a profound influence over my bassplayer and guitarist by offering to let them use his vintage amplifiers and guitars. He was an exceptional, hard hitting drummer from Van Wert who knew the Ashton Brothers personally, a fact he never let any of us forget even momentarily. I never found out if we even knew his real name or if it was just a stage name he had taken in honor of Dick Dale and Link Wray. He liked The Lords Of The New Church and Public Image Ltd. so we had that in common, but me and the other younger guitar player were still 18 and 19, we liked Guns N Roses and Billy Idol, whereas, he was a much older dude, so he was steeped in much older music, like the MC5, who we were all just discovering, so he kinda thought we were stupid smalltown Headbanger’s Ball hair farmers and some of that was true. Also, he was partial to The Stooges, and really did not like the Iggy albums we were all blasting back then. We actually tried to cover “Cry For Love” at some point but it never really caught fire with the lads. I just loved the lyrics-to me, lyrics were fuckin’ important, at least half the song, they had to make you see pictures in your mind and wanna singalong. I knew my lyrics were coming along back then, because everybody was always rippin’ em off. Bands who did not even like me would do our tunes and just not say who wrote them, I thought that was crazy as fuck. We were covering a couple of different Gun Club songs when the replacement drummer was in the band, but I had no idea there was a mutiny on the horizon. I wore heavy makeup and feather boas and shit, and had blue/black hair down to my skinny waist and all that was severely frowned upon at the old men lodges, where the drummer wanted to make money playing standard smalltown radio covers. We also all drank heavily back then, and I suppose some of that may have been perceived as somehow unique to me or whatever. I was brash and opinionated and not trying to really suck up to, or make friends with the righwing religious crazies, or popular kid bullies from the local high schools some of my peers seemed to crave acceptance from. We all worked for some gay yuppies at a glass store and I was a less reliable employee than some of the others, but really, that place was totally dysfunctional and almost everybody who worked there could go missing for days at a time, including one of the owners. I had about five or six different girlfriends at the time-I was 18 and I LIKED it, loved it, but that pissed off other males, and some people became jealous and adversarial behind my back, and eventually, they replaced me with a more conventional, mid west acceptable kendoll dude. In small towns, it is somehow, always a big shock, or scandal, for working class kids to dress wild, or attract girls from some more affluent neighborhoods, or have fun partying, but the hard and irrefutable fact was: all the rich white conservative yuppies and baseball capped, pickup truck driving dimwitted jocks drank and did drugs, too. Also, all their parents who are at the club or sports bar boozing it up right now, probably. First time I ever even HEARD of crack, it was these older capitalist rich people we knew. People were already invested in uncritically obeying the higherups of the rich social hierarchies, ya know, but I had no way of knowing how pig-media would steadily bamboozle and hoodwink even more of our peers into unconditionally worshipping billionaires and other evil people on tv. I never never never understood all these self proclaimed so called punks who think there is something wrong with song lyrics being of a political nature, or with songs used as social commentary, I never got when punk became about polishing your Doc Martin collection or having the most old stuff expensively framed in your big fuckin’ house.
To me, punk was supposed to be rebellious, but as soon as grunge hit, I had all these other musicians and girlfriends saying my lyrics were too political. I never got that. Me and the loyalist guitar slinger relocated to the East Coast, big city, lookin’ for other bandmates, we were just hitting our stride as catchy, lyrical, original songwriters, and we met some older creeps who acted like they were gonna help manage or produce us, or help get us signed, but they were just hanging around to steal our songs and meet girls and shit. That’s what Iggy had warned us about when he sang, “the producer is wily and owns what he sells”. Beware the showbiz predators, plagiarizing parasites, more backstab mercenaries, energy vamps, and copyright hustlers. Everything I was doin’ back then, I had learned it all from Stiv Bators and Iggy Pop. When I met Cheetah Chrome and he assured me my voice reminded him of Stiv, I took it as high praise. I really feel strongly that the Real Rocknroll motherfuckers were always alot more sincere and kind and authentic than the dickheads who invaded our underground subculture after hours world during the nineties and onward. I love all those guys. When I heard the dork they replaced me with in my teenage band had been singing “Sonic Reducer”, I thought it was a crock of shit, cause that dweeby blonde kid was the opposite of a “Sonic Reducer”. I started to see a lot of that. Total fucking squares and Mom-approved got-mine haves from the hill, co opting the outcast underground rebellious rocknroll. Still kinda pisses me off when I see all the karaoke models and mainstreamers and squarehead screws from the mall puttin’ on all the poses and goin’ through the motions with no real soul, or pain or pathos, whatsoever. It started happenin’ with the grunge. All these jocks and nerdsy sweater vested college people. The Hot fuckin’ Topics with their fake as fuck corny little prep school hot rod bands.
“As long as Western white world sees itself as the “world,” the rest of us will continue to be threaten by it. Ukraine exposed the fact that there is a powerful “white lives matter more movement” that is galvanizing a cross-class European ethno-nationalism.” (-Ajamu Baraka)
“It is not easy being someone who cares about the world and opposes the status quo. It’s a series of disheartening failures and crushing disappointments amid an endless deluge of information saying that everything is getting worse and worse.
The environment keeps degrading. Ruling power structures keep getting more and more controlling. Capitalism gets more and more imbalanced and exploitative. World powers get closer and closer to a mass military confrontation of unspeakable horror.
And what do we get when we try to oppose these things? Letdown after letdown. Politicians we support lose their elections, often after brazen interference from the very power structures we’d hoped they’d oppose. Political organizing breaks down in sectarian infighting. Activist leaders get caught up in sex scandals. Agendas we helped push for fizzle into impotence. Power wins time after time.
What passes for “the left” in the English-speaking world is basically either controlled opposition or a glorified online hobby group. Or both. The real left has been so successfully subverted by power that the mainstream public doesn’t even know what it is anymore; most think the left is either a mainstream political party that’s wholly owned and operated by the empire or a loose bunch of vaguely related ideas like having pink hair or saying your pronouns. The left really has been so successfully dismantled that it has almost been purged from memory.
Every time, at every turn, power wins and the people lose. After a while it starts to feel like you’re bashing your head against an immovable object. Some people fall down after a few hard bashes. Some don’t get back up again. Others keep bashing away, becoming harder and harder and more and more miserable and neurotic the longer they go at it.
And most people don’t even know any of this is happening, that’s what can really make it hard. You talk to your loved ones about what you’re seeing and they just get uncomfortable or look at you like you’re crazy. They don’t see the problems you’re pointing to because none of the places they’re getting their information from tell them it’s happening, because the powerful control those information sources.
As Terence McKenna put it, “The cost of sanity in this society is a certain level of alienation.” And as Marshall McLuhan put it, “In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is a hallucinating idiot.”
And it sucks. No matter how you slice it, it sucks. It sucks watching this massive juggernaut slowly devour your world and see everyone’s attempts to stop it fail, and to have most people in your life not understand it or even see what it is you’re pointing to.
So what can you do? Is there a way to beat the bastards? Is there a way to stop the machine in its tracks and turn this thing around?
Well, no. Not right this moment anyway, and not by yourself. The machine’s far too big, far too entrenched, and its control over information systems means you’re not going to get help from other people in the numbers that you will need them. It’s just you and a few others against an entire globe-spanning power structure.
But that doesn’t mean you are powerless, and it doesn’t mean there’s nothing you can do. It just means you’re not going to be single-handedly knocking out the bad guy and saving the world in some grand, ego-pleasing way like an action hero in some stupid Hollywood movie.
What you can do as an individual is cultivate a habit of committing small acts of sedition. Making little paper cuts in the flesh of the beast which add up over time. You can’t stop the machine by yourself, but you can sure as hell throw sand in its gears.
Giving a receptive listener some information about what’s going on in the world. Creating dissident media online. Graffiti with a powerful message. Amplifying an inconvenient voice. Sharing a disruptive idea. Supporting an unauthorized cause. Organizing toward forbidden ends. Distributing literature. Creating literature. Having authentic conversations about real things with anyone who can hear you.
Every day there’s something you can do. After you start pointing your creativity at cultivating this habit, you’ll surprise yourself with the innovative ideas you come up with. Even a well-placed meme or tweet can open a bunch of eyes to a reality they’d previously been closed to. Remember, they wouldn’t be working so frantically to restrict online speech if it didn’t pose a genuine threat to the empire.
People tend to overestimate how much they can accomplish in a day, but sorely underestimate how much they can accomplish over a span of several years. Finding little ways to undermine the oppression machine every day gradually adds up to hundreds of acts of defiance in a year, which after a few years becomes thousands.
Do this, and then relax. Don’t expect yourself to save the world on your own. You’re only human, and there’s only one of you. You can only do what you can do, and humanity will either make the leap into health or it won’t. Just exert influence over the things you can exert influence over, and outside that little sphere of influence you’ve got to let go and let be. Don’t put any unfair or unreasonable pressures on yourself.
Perpetrate regular small acts of sedition, and then surrender to whatever life brings. I personally see many reasons to hold out hope that we can bring that machine crashing down together one day.”
W.E.B Du Bois was the first Black to earn a doctorate from Harvard University, one of the founders of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, or NAACP, and the Niagara Movement, and one of the seminal scholars of American history, author of works such as The Souls of Black Folk, The Philadelphia Negro, his ethnographic survey of Black life that established the field of urban sociology and Black Reconstruction in America, a work that radically altered our understanding of the social and political struggles for democracy by Black Americans in the post-bellum South and which many consider the finest work of American history ever produced. He was as fearless as he was brilliant. He denounced accommodationists such as Booker T. Washington, thundered against Jim and Jane Crow and the reign of terror in the South with its segregation, race laws and lynch mobs, along with the evils of imperialism and colonialism and the inherent cruelty and injustices of capitalism. A supporter of the Russian Revolution and a socialist, he would be swept up in the anti-Communist witch hunts of the 1950s, becoming an outlaw in his own country, hauled into court at the age of 83 and barely escaping imprisonment. He left the United States in 1960 for Ghana to die in exile. Du Bois, like all great intellectuals, gave us the vocabulary to explain ourselves to ourselves. He rivaled, perhaps, only at the time by John Dewey, although Dewey lacked Du Bois’s understanding of the mechanics of empire and the dark machinations of white supremacy. We will today examine some of Du Bois’s fundamental ideas with his biographer Professor Gerald Horne, the Moores Professorship of History and African American Studies at The University of Houston.
Such is the gross mis-reporting of the Russia-Ukraine war — Patrick Lawrence is spot-on when he writes that it has ‘stupefied’ the public — that I am posting my film, ‘The War You Don’t See’ from 2010. This film will help explain why. http://johnpilger.com/videos/the-war
SPINNING THE GLOBE
LEGIT JOURNALIST KIM IVERSON HAS LEFT “THE HILL” CAUSE STATE CENSORS WON’T LET HER DO JOURNALISM. INTERVIEW WITH RUSSELL BRAND.
SHUN ALL NO SOUL BUREAUCRATS WHO MAKE BELIEVE THE EMPIRE CARES ABOUT HEALTH AND HUMAN RIGHTS. THEY ARE LIARS OR RUBES.
Gunfire Dance, like Pillbox, were a little older than me and my friends and they totally had written better originals than we did back then! The other thing that was especially impressive though, is the unified gang front they had! I was still stuck in a situation where I was having to quarrel with people in my bands about stuff like, let’s not wear sweatpants, or shorts on stage, or in publicity photographs of the band. Gunfire Dance really had their image together, early on. I felt like they were an almost perfect band, really, they checked all boxes, straightaway for me! I still remember getting their early cassette demo tapes in the mail at my old band house on the edge of town and being so fucking excited that some other rockers were also making some original music more in the spirit of older rocknroll bands like The Damned and The Lords Of The New Church as opposed to all that corny factory made power ballads fluff metal the big corporations were mass producing and oversaturating us all with in the era of Europe and Winger and Warrant and Nelson and all that bullshit. Gunfire Dance had a lot of the same influences as me and my teenage goth gang, but they stuck together longer than we ever did-recorded, toured, came to Amurkkka and blew all the trust funded big city namebands out the back door. I loved the vocalist ANT (RIP) and felt zero competition with him though we were doing kindof a real similar thing- we got along fabulously and it was all love and solidarity, and brotherhood, also with Pillbox who they also partied with in NYC. We all loved the notorious Holiday Cocktail Lounge back then. I considered those bands and also, The Coma-tones, and Thee Hypnotics, as like, our soul brethren. Still do. It felt like we had a genuine rocknroll community of like minded rebel rockers and that we were all in it together! I wish I still had my little GUNFIRE DANCE lapel buttons I used to wear around on my newsboy caps! GUNFIRE DANCE and PILLBOX and THEE HYPNOTICS were three of the best bands I ever saw. All good and righteously right on blokey blokes, too! You know they just don’t make ’em like this no more! I wish they did. I’m only here to help. Let me know, if you know anybody lookin’ for a wild frontman. I’m lookin’ for a band of courageous glamarchists who aint afraid to say something, and also T Rex the shit out of it!
“I saw them more than any other band, one of the greatest real rock ‘n’ roll bands of the late eighties & nineties.” (-My friend Nick Fawkes)
NEWS, SPORTS AND WEATHER DESK:
THEE HYPNOTICS BOX SET
My old friends asked me to write some liner notes for their big badass boxset but I never obtained a copy of it, so I dunno if they used the liner notes I penned or not. If you know somebody who can hook me up with a copy of that boxset, or their documentary on dvd, I’d appreciate it.
BROTHERS & SISTERS AND FRIENDS OF THE REVOLUTION, BOYCOTT PIG-MEDIA! STAY WILD! STAY FREE!