Ennui

Writing about current events has become almost impossible. I sit down at my computer, and nothing happens. Oh, I have plenty to say, but you can only say stuff so many times over and over before you just start to feel like a hack, luxuriating in the act of screaming. And that’s no good.

Not to sound like a broken record (or skipping CD for you younglings), but I think one of the reasons I am struggling to summon the drive to comment on current events is the fact that nearly everything I read is built upon a false premise. And when you have to not just rebut conclusions, but the very premises those conclusions are built upon; when every single conversation, argument or exchange requires total remediation of the base premise, and no matter how many times you do this, no progress ever seems to be made, it gets tiring. – Ann Barnhardt

Yep. Do I like talking about sodomy all the freaking time? No, but they dominate the news and force themselves to be the reason for the story. Do I like crabbing about the liberals? No, but they and their Gramsican take on life looks to destroy everything around me. Ann is right, that is all I have to say.

They abuse the language and redefine words on the fly as they debate, They change the subject mid-sentence. There is no way for them to win but by using dadaism to work up emotions. Their world comes defined by Rousseau’s everything is what you say it is; mine by the Aristotlean concept of the the telos, the end purpose of things and beings.

Sign

In Valparaiso, Indiana, and soon to catch on in many other places as the dadaistic reaction to the Religious Freedom Act by the left, we have a push for merchants to “prove” their acceptance of all types of people by proudly displaying this sign in their windows, with the lack of signage of course implying that non-compliant businesses are narrow-minded, bigoted haters who should be shunned and driven out of business.

It’s the game of, “Senator, how long has it been since you stopped beating your wife?” with a whole new twist.

Business

Kind of pretty, cheerful, and fun. Who could object? Czechoslovakia’s famous anti-communist thinker Vaclav Havel gives us an analogy of the very same thing from the communist days of his homeland in his essay The Power of the Powerless:

The manager of a fruit-and-vegetable shop places in his window, among the onions and carrots, the slogan: “Workers of the world, unite!” Why does he do it? What is he trying to communicate to the world? Is he genuinely enthusiastic about the idea of unity among the workers of the world? Is his enthusiasm so great that he feels an irrepressible impulse to acquaint the public with his ideals? Has he really given more than a moment’s thought to how such a unification might occur and what it would mean? I think it can safely be assumed that the overwhelming majority of shopkeepers never think about the slogans they put in their windows, nor do they use them to express their real opinions. That poster was delivered to our greengrocer from the enterprise headquarters along with the onions and carrots. He put them all into the window simply because it has been done that way for years, because everyone does it, and because that is the way it has to be. If he were to refuse, there could be trouble. He could be reproached for not having the proper decoration in his window; someone might even accuse him of disloyalty. He does it because these things must be done if one is to get along in life. It is one of the thousands of details that guarantee him a relatively tranquil life “in harmony with society,” as they say.

Obviously the greengrocer . . . does not put the slogan in his window from any personal desire to acquaint the public with the ideal it expresses. This, of course, does not mean that his action has no motive or significance at all, or that the slogan communicates nothing to anyone. The slogan is really a sign, and as such it contains a subliminal but very definite message. Verbally, it might be expressed this way: “I, the greengrocer XY, live here and I know what I must do. I behave in the manner expected of me. I can be depended upon and am beyond reproach. I am obedient and therefore I have the right to be left in peace.” This message, of course, has an addressee: it is directed above, to the greengrocer’s superior, and at the same time it is a shield that protects the greengrocer from potential informers. The slogan’s real meaning, therefore, is rooted firmly in the greengrocer’s existence. It reflects his vital interests. But what are those vital interests?

Let us take note: if the greengrocer had been instructed to display the slogan “I am afraid and therefore unquestioningly obedient;’ he would not be nearly as indifferent to its semantics, even though the statement would reflect the truth. The greengrocer would be embarrassed and ashamed to put such an unequivocal statement of his own degradation in the shop window, and quite naturally so, for he is a human being and thus has a sense of his own dignity. To overcome this complication, his expression of loyalty must take the form of a sign which, at least on its textual surface, indicates a level of disinterested conviction. It must allow the greengrocer to say, “What’s wrong with the workers of the world uniting?” Thus the sign helps the greengrocer to conceal from himself the low foundations of his obedience, at the same time concealing the low foundations of power. It hides them behind the facade of something high. And that something is ideology.

Surprised?

So in bookend stories, one woman decapitated her three month old, and another responding to a CraigsList ad for baby clothes had her preborn baby ripped from her womb.

Horrified? We’ve been encouraging women to walk into abortion clinics for 40 years to willingly rip 50 million babies from their mothers’ wombs. Those babies were chemically burned to death or pulled out piece by piece before they were even dead. Silent Scream wasn’t a cartoon; it was a documentary. Do that to an enemy combatant trying to kill you and destroy your homeland, and you’re brought before the Hague for war crimes. Medical ethicists are already promoting “post birth abortions” as long as the person (oh, they’ll define them as an un-person much as the preborn baby has been) has no sense of self.

From the last link: “When circumstances occur after birth such that they would have justified abortion, what we call after-birth abortion should be permissible.” (Their italics.) Western societies approve abortion because they have reached a consensus that a fetus is not a person; they should acknowledge that by the same definition a newborn isn’t a person either. Neither fetus nor baby has developed a sufficient sense of his own life to know what it would be like to be deprived of it. The kid will never know the difference, in other words. A newborn baby is just a fetus who’s hung around a bit too long.

Make sure you have a pat answer at the ready when the Future asks you what was your stance in the Dark Ages.

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Spotlight

I’m worn out from the pro-diseased minded marriage push, and didn’t want to add to the cacophony.  Thousands of barrels of ink have been used in print, man-hours of talk, and in return, the sodomites got to be the center of attention all damned year, and in some way or other for the past decade. They win whether they win or lose a vote or court case, for they are the top story, page one above the fold in the news box.

The push has been for same sex marriage. And the paradox of it was it was the straights who waged the fight on both sides, and who got the most excited. I cannot believe the push WAS for making marriage available, for all, for love. Otherwise, why the hate from the gay spokesmen toward plural marriage? Mention polygamy to them, and they freak out NONONONO, cannot be.

It sure is not to be left ALONE to their nefarious devices. Polygamists go to secret towns in the forest to live their lives, still doing their thing in spite of potential raids by the feds sticking their noses into the bedroom and regulating that. I wonder how many Muslim immigrants live plural marriages in this country, but are wily enough to live under the radar with it, and have the main marriage recognized by the government, but the others by Allah alone, who in their religion is the only one whose opinion matters. There is nothing to stop a homosexual couple from going out somewhere with some official of some type (from the state of fabulous for all I care) to proclaim a marriage, then coming back and plugging along with no fanfare.

But oh, no, no fanfare is not the goal. That is why once the activist courts all but institute homosexual marriage as normal and expected, that the real fight has just begun. Find a method to change someone’s orientation, then open a counseling center to change lives? Laws are being made to make that illegal, though how many times do people with alternative lifestyles change orientation, even as much as they swear they’re born that way and cannot change? I know a woman who for the past 20 years I’d swear was as lesbian as they come, with a string of quite violent relationships to go with her cigar chewing, rough and tumble personality. She married a male doctor this year. Another who wore a flat top crew cut and walked, swore, talked like she was R. Lee Ermey, then lost 50 pounds and married a man. A third was married to a guy and had a son, “discovered” herself, got divorced, cut off her long hair, and lived with a woman while running a coffeehouse. I saw her last month hugging and kissing on a guy at the corner bar, and when she saw me, shot me a “if you say a word I’ll kill you” look. Why are you so afraid I’ll ask “I thought you liked girls?” I thought it was your identity, along with being a point of pride. How many were fully blown homosexuals in prison, the straight when out of it?

Another way they’ll stay the center of attention is by suing churches and pastors who refuse to perform marriages. Forget about challenging them to sue mosques. That will not happen, and they don’t care if they have no integrity and are prejudiced against Christians. They know they are hypocrites, and like it that way. The point is to twist your arm and bully you into going to hell for their convenience. No one cares if one bakery will not bake them a cake. I’d rather have someone say no, so I can go to someone who is pleased to do the job, rather than chance someone doing a farmer’s sneeze on it out of spite in return for the coercion. Priests and ministers have refused STRAIGHT couples for a host of reasons; they didn’t think the couple was marrying for permanence and family but thought they were too flip about it or doing it on a lark, they don’t believe in remarriage when one or both of the parties got a civil divorce, but not a church annulment, they believe one or both of the parties HAD a valid and therefore unbreakable previous marriage. Sodomites like to think they are the only ones on Earth, so they think theirs is the only type of combination upon which clergy frown.

To turn you against God’s way, knowing you ruin yourself forever, just to make them happy. To run doctrinally faithful priests and ministers from the Chaplain ministry in the military. To run Christian charities out of the adoption process. To sue and shutter churches that do not comply and jail clergy who do not conform. To silence any science that can change their plight, even if that science can change a lot of other diversities and therefore maker a lot of people’s load be lighter. To turn everyday Main Street into the Folsom Street Fair. To totally urinate on anything good in society. I cannot imagine any other way they’d stay in the spotlight.

Weather

I grew up watching John Coleman describe the weather. Not give the weather, not read the weather, but get a grade schooler interested in learning how to read the sky, the wind, the smell of the air, and know how to dress for the day when John Coleman was not available to tell me. He lived the weather, for he loved weather, and did it in a fun way to get and keep your interest.

He describes in his blog linked above on how he not only does not believe in globe-wide warming, but knows it’s fakery cloaked in scientific speak to allow global warmists to make serious coin off of the taxpayer. In the late 70’s we were due for a new ice age, since our factory pollutants’ blocking of the sun was cooling off the planet. When all the books that could be sold about the new ice age were sold, scientists spun around and said those same pollutants were warming the earth like a greenhouse. When all the books that could be sold about the new hot planet were sold, science changed it to climate change, so you no longer had to perform a polarity shift in your thinking, and cal sell all sorts of books next to each other on the table of the bookstore without a glint of irony on how studies of the same meta data can say up and down, left and right, black and white, at the same time.

No wonder I remain a Catholic, and haven’t become a scientism follower. Science takes more belief to swallow than I have.

Theft

So now Sterling is banned from association with the NBA, and by extension the team he owns, for life. All because of the release of private comments that if you or I recorded and released, we’d be sued for doing so. He is deprived of enjoying the property he legally owns and for which he paid the market rate for no greater crime than saying words of which someone does not approve, to a woman that his wife is suing, a woman who has all of the motive in the world to wreck his life. The asp that he clutched to his chest, with expected effect.

To my knowledge, he never missed a payroll to his black athletes while paying his non-black ones. Not has he stocked his roster in favor of non-blacks, even in his team’s rotten days. He has a part black girlfriend. He was given a lifetime award by the NAACP. No fan was turned away from the turn style or ticket window for being black.

He never spat in white customers’ food, like Jesse Jackson admits freely to have done. He never got a bunch of rioters excited enough to kill Jews, like Al Sharpton did. He never stomped a man to death, like Don King once did. None of those lose a dime over these heinous crimes, two of which are blatantly hate crimes.

But he loses a billion dollar + business, because someone did not like the words he said in private. Same as Paula Deen losing her income over something she said 30 years ago when the black thug was pointing a gun to her head.

Just let it sink in.

Sterling

It’s hilarious to see all of these talking heads on the tewee get excited over Clippers’ owner Sterling’s secretly recorded comments. Nowhere but in our currently dysfunctional, ate up society can a tired old Jew (Sterling’s family name is Tokowitz), who let his little head do the thinking, have his privacy shattered by the release of what to him was a secret one on one conversation, then have his problem with his half black, half latina girlfriend turn what is his request for her to keep her daliances with black athletes from being thrown in his face, making him a laughingstock to his friends, be turned into a racial issue between the whites and the blacks, flame fanning provided amply by Al Sharpton (who I’ll get to in a bit).

Sharpton says the Clippers should be taken away from Sterling. And Sharpton promises a rally soon. I remember when Sharpton held a rally in Crown Heights NYC and it resulted in two men dead and several others seriously injured by the AfAms who were worked up into a frenzy by Sharpton. Neither Sharpton nor his thugs were ever convicted of a hate crime. In fact, he has a nationally broadcasted show that gives him considerable money and exposure. The actual, real death and damage he inflicted on people got him his rise. Don’t even get me started on his involvement in the Tawana Brawley thing. But now this same one is calling for the theft of a business from a man who, though his language was not to the liking of the general populace, never harmed one hair on anyone’s head.

Sterling owns a team in an industry dominated by blacks, has a half black girlfriend, and paid his players well enough to attract the kind of talent that took the Clippers from league laughingstock to playoff status. If he loathed blacks so much, what gives?

Steve Sailer provides the best, most comprehensive coverage so far. He does not isolate the money quote, but gives background on the conversation and the people involved as a whole. Sterling’s mistress waves her other lovers under his nose, his wife is suing the mistress, and what does he do? Tries to talk Big Ideas with the bubblehead. Of course he was entrapped, of course she was coached to a) ask pointed questions, then b) record and illegally release the conversation to the press.

If I did what she did, I’d go to jail. Charles Barkley openly says in public he hates white people and does not lose any property. Farrakhan has made a living off of hating on whitey without losing any of the properties or businesses in his empire. But the true racists who make money and fame by yapping up racism stand to gain now they found a replacement for the dead subject of Mr. Skittlles.

I for one do not care what Sterling thinks of anyone. His team hires based on talent, it turns no one away from attending based on race. This is a situation as old as Samson and Delilah, the first Hebrew to let a piece of ass mess up his program. He was dumb enough to fall in love with his friend with benefits, his bedroom playmate. The minute she decided to show him up, he should’ve gone to the next cheerleader practice and picked one from the lineup. But no, and so his wife has a lawsuit against her, she got him on record whining about her black lovers, and so it goes.

Of all the people having a huff, zero have been impacted by Sterling nor his personal beliefs. Unlike all the offended liberals who live in SWPL white enclaves and act like they’re better (it’s hard for me to tell what is less diverse, Lollopalooza, SXSW, or a David Allen Coe concert), I’d love to wire the hypocrites and broadcast the stuff they say when they think no one’s listening.

Rancher

Once again, you get to know who really runs this Popsicle stand by who you can criticize. Much like Joe the Plumber and Kato Kaelin, Cliven Bundy had to invoke the Peter Principle (of rising to his level of incompetence) by being a pundit on all issues small and large at the 14:59 mark of his 15 minutes of fame.

“I want to tell you one more thing I know about the Negro,” he said. Mr. Bundy recalled driving past a public-housing project in North Las Vegas, “and in front of that government house the door was usually open and the older people and the kids and there is always at least a half a dozen people sitting on the porch they didn’t have nothing to do. They didn’t have nothing for their kids to do. They didn’t have nothing for their young girls to do.

“And because they were basically on government subsidy, so now what do they do?” he asked. “They abort their young children, they put their young men in jail, because they never learned how to pick cotton. And I’ve often wondered, are they better off as slaves, picking cotton and having a family life and doing things, or are they better off under government subsidy? They didn’t get no more freedom. They got less freedom.”

Oh Mr.Bundy, you done did it. You gave ammunition to the leftists who couldn’t defeat you by the gun, but they will now bury you under the pen. And they buy their ink in 55 gallon drums. I don’t see hate and venom from Bundy toward the blacks; I see a frustration and the condition of being fed up with what he sees with his own two eyes.

If I was an anthropologist from Uzbekistan let’s say and totally ignorant of the verbal dance we have in this country, and I studied history and current events of the USA, what would I see? I’d disagree with Bundy on slavery, but I’d move the pointer on history up 100 years to the Great Society. I’d see that African Americans were shut out of many trades and professions that whites got to advance within, but in spite of separate and lesser opportunity, I’d see a people where people married once for life, raised their children, filled the church on Sunday, and lived in sections of town where you could walk safely down the street and have a fulfilling life within your community. Then once I see all sorts of government aid, I’d see the community implode, single mothers the norm, businesses flee with their well paying factory jobs, drug use and gang activity, what was once on the margin, now the center of things, whole parts of cities as no-go zones. I’d see whites both liberal and conservative flee areas once they got more than 25% black. Then I’d see blacks who still want to keep it all together and not have their kids sucked into thug life move into the collar suburbs to get the heck away from the N-words themselves.

Has the federal government not gotten the African Americans to trade a private master for the public one? We used the Department of the Interior to make the Native American resident upon unproductive scrub land and dependent upon the government. He ended up drunk and diabetic, for the most part. Then the other alphabet agencies decided to help the African American in the same fashion, and now we have many, many more pets in Uncle Sam’s collection. God help them all when the state collapses under the groaning debt, and people who for generations haven’t known what to do other than to wait for the Eagle to land on the first of the month have to fend for themselves.

An Uzbekistani may get away with saying the emperor has no clothes until someone corrects him and says never mind the dumb foreigner. But be a white conservative rancher who points out the dysfunction that the government that tried to take him over inflicts on the people it claims to help the most, and he’s a klansman.

Dunst

Move over, Duck Man Robertson and Chick Fil A owner Cathy. Kirsten Dunst is ready for her turn on the Catherine Wheel with the Lavender Mafia:

We all have to get our own jobs and make our own money, but staying at home, nurturing, being the mother, cooking – its a valuable thing my mum created. And sometimes, you need your knight in shining armour.  I’m sorry. You need a man to be a man and a woman to be a woman. That’s why relationships work.

Oh, you silly goose. You thought you could get away with standing up for what is true and just.

Jobless

Og at Neanderpundit touched on how automation gets us fewer jobs for the same production.  Ed at Atomic Fungus also mentioned the jobless recovery, and that there will be swaths of the population that are made for simple factory life and not geniuses to be brainiacs in the office, and now that the factory job has either been automated or moved offshore, how will we deal with the realization that a good chunk of the formerly employed population will now be permanently unemployable?

The Google Car will be the next event horizon in employment.  If all the working men (and women) involved in transport were accounted for, they would make an army to rival the world’s largest.  Once you have the Google driverless car so competent it gets issued a state license to drive, the commercial trucking industry is next in the crosshairs of automation.  So we’ve made cab, bus, and limo drivers, chauffeurs and conductors of all types, and now freight hauling truckers and train engineers, obsolete.  The GPS can make farming farmerless: it now tells him where to drop the seed in the hole with pinpoint precision, so why have a him to tell at all?  Same for the harvest at the other end of the season.  I’ve been in the Chrysler Belvediere (Illinois) plant, where the only reason there’s a light on is for the safety of the maintenance personnel and for the cameras to record any anomaly in the line.  The assemblers are robots, and the forklifts are directed by pegs in the floor.  Granted, this is rudimentary first generation limited driverless work, but once the Google car gets smart enough, there go your forklift and heavy machinery drivers, as well as crane operators.

Aaron Clarey, and Ken Nubo before him, showed how the university system is not involved in producing professionals for careers as much as being a production line for degrees.  And how many are employed in a job other than their trained career, and how many in a job they could’ve gotten without the $80,000 degree?  Companies are today loathe to bring in people off of the street and train them as they did until the 1980’s.  So what’s the answer, to have people in college for 8 years with $300,000 of debt, and still not be sure of a job in the field as employers get more and more rarefied in their hiring expectations?

The Bell Curve exists for a reason, with half of people under 100 IQ, and the massive bulge of society within a couple of deviations from the 100 IQ mean.  There is no Lake Wobegon where all the kids are above average, and everyone has the 150 IQ, handsome/pretty face, and impeccable social graces to please employers who only have supercharged jobs you need to train for years to get right to offer.  We may come to a point where we can no longer have a dignified, honest job for everyone with the morals and initiative to want to earn their keep.  Oscar Wilde in The Soul of Man Under Socialism predicted a Renaissance of man as he no longer was slave to toil, and could rise to artistic and intellectual greatness.  A quick look at our public housing system where its residents have been free of work for three generations so far shows the opposite.

May you live in interesting times.

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