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Greetings Comerades!

We are so very pleased and excited your Unindicted Co-conspirator Bottomless Pinocchio has decided to join us celebrating the great successes of the Soviet Working Classes Rapacious Oligarchs Benevolent Capitalist system under our virile and handsome leader, Vladimir Putin.

You see, May Day is not just a parade of potentially Potemkin propaganda but probably not Troops, Tanks, and honking great ICBMs down heavily reinforced military supply routes designed to support urban "kill zones" during rebellions and invasions, but a recognition of Workers all over the World for the productive labor that supports our Parasitical Police/Military/Industrial Complex lavish and luxurious lifestyle of Criminal Racketeers equitable economy which provides each citizen with his barest needs.

I personally have lobbied long and hard for United States recognition of May Day as a symbol of Worker Solidarity and Socialist/Anarchist Identity. Unlike what some people think I'm a pragmatist and I'll make do the best I can with our inferior and deliberate substitute 'Labor Day' but I don't stint recognition of my International Brothers and Sisters.

It IN FACT bothers me a good deal to have a great idea (hey, even better relations with Russia is not such a terrible idea, but that is not what is happening) debased this way however I'm not going to let better get in the way of 'progress of a sort' and if I am ever put on the spot to name one positive thing I suppose I might use this as not being as bad as most.

Stop looking at me that way. You'd think I was coming out in favor of Bloomberg.

Diamond Day

Clio calls.

June 6th, 1944, it was a day. The Longest Day according to some because (of course) advance units were already in motion on June 5th.

I duly bemoan the sad state of Historical Pedagogy (minds out of the gutter folks, could have used "instruction" but I like to be obnoxious) that allows the Atlantic Powers (I'm looking at you England and France too) to imagine that it was in any way (except one I shall mention at the end) pivotal and critical to the defeat of the European Axis Powers.

Nazi Germany was already beaten and had been for years.

Comrades! Allow me to send you greetings from the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, Worker's Paradise! Each Independent Republic is a Representative Democracy of the Proletariat with a delegation in the United Federation. Political Parties? There is only one Political Party, just the way Madison and Jefferson intended.

WE ARE NOT RUSSIA!

Perish the thought.

Some Words About the Nature of Pinocchios and Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez

Well, first of all, Witches are made of wood, just like Pinocchio.

It's a fair cop.

But I do think a system that allows billionaires to exist when there are parts of Alabama where people are still getting ringworm because they don't have access to public health is wrong. And I think it’s wrong that [1] a vast majority of the country doesn’t make a living wage, I think it’s wrong that [2] you can work 100 hours and not feed your kids. I think it’s wrong that [3] corporations like Walmart and Amazon can get paid by the government, essentially experience a wealth transfer from the public, [4] for paying people less than a minimum wage. And it not only doesn't make economic sense, but it doesn't make moral sense and it doesn't make societal sense. - Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez to Ta-Nehisi Coates

The Streisand Effect

If you're not familiar with the concept it goes a little like this- In 2003 Barbra Streisand sued a photographer over pictures of her Malibu Estate, claiming "invasion of privacy". The instant reaction was to hugely increase the popularity of the image and doxx her address to anyone who cared to know.

The coinage itself came from Mike Masnick of TechDirt, a site I read several times daily and frequently cite (among many flaws of written English currently is a failure to correctly use the homophones 'cite', 'site', and 'sight', don't get me started about the proper use of 'affect', which is to pretend, and 'effect', which is to cause), in a 2005 discussion of a takedown notice issued to urinal.net, which naturally enough specialized in pictures of urinals, by a resort that was unhappy to be included in a compendium of male restroom plumbing.

Worked about as well for them as it did for Streisand.

Anyway, I am happy to report Comrades that our Socialist Revolution has received a great, and totally unintended, boost from Unidicted Co-conspirator Bottomless Pinocchio and his capitalist Republican running dogs.

Slow Play

Folks, I golf so I know just how it is. You want to do a deal so you call your Greens Keeper with whom you're on a first name basis and set up a Tee Time, around 10ish so your (prospective) partner has enough time to stop at the office and pick up his weekday clubs and answer his email without being rushed before you hit the links.

Because it looks silly to golf in a three piece you stop at your Clubhouse locker for your knickers and lucky argyles from the pro shop at St. Andrews and your trendy Cabby Cap, then you head out to the first Tee where your target fellow golfer, Carts, and Caddies are waiting, but not too long. You didn't have to stop for stogies because the Refreshment Cart with its Frosties and Humidor normally catches up by the 2nd Hole and you don't want to get too sloppy too early.

You and your buddy share a Cart because you're talking business- "Did you hear the one about the Rabbi, the Priest, the Minister, and the Hooker?" "Oh, that's funny. I reminds me of this one with a Buddhist Monk." "Hah, hah, hah. Right Action. I'll bet it was 'Right Action.'"

Everything is going swimmingly and you're totally on track to hit the 19th Hole for a late lunch and paperwork signing with time for a Sauna and a Shower when you get to the Tee Box and there's a Foursome in front of you.

Disaster!

Pathetic Earthlings

Hurling your bodies out into the void, without the slightest inkling of who or what is out here. If you had known anything about the true nature of the universe, anything at all, you would've hidden from it in terror.

Once again I woke up this morning facing a blank page when I fully expected to be dead, wrenched apart by the literally earth shattering cataclysm that is Nibiru (or Planet X if you prefer).

Feel free to sing along if you know the words.

So, What Have You Been Doing With Your Life?

Well, I have the two sites thing happening. Olympics, March Madness. I've seen The Post, Black Panther, and The Greatest Showman. I've had family holidays, 3 busted cars (one twice), the great winter plague and SAD to deal with as well as a huge fight between my pharmacy, PCP, and insurance company.

Not to mention broken pipes, frozen toilets, and 3 or 4 Northeasters. How was your winter?

One thing I took the time to do was get down to D.C. and attend #MarchForOurLives. I have it on good authority that between 800,000 and 1 Million attended (the estimate for the Women's March has been raised to 2 Million btw). It was fun and I was happy to be a part of it. I stayed with my cousin and she brought her two kids. After the March we went to Comet Ping Pong.

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