Remember that tune? I’m not sure why I put the ostensibly most important and enlightened political thought of our day to the only J. Geils Band song I have at my immediate recall since I haven’t heard it in a long time. Maybe it’s the pause between the repetition of “love stinks” — like the writer and then subsequently the listener had a moment to think about what saying “love stinks” might actually mean after mindlessly agreeing, “yeah yeah”. Time to double down, it stinks.
Continuing from part one, I take a look at the polarization caused by the Obama effect that’s been important in shifting focus away from him and onto Trump with regard to immigration. I try not to complain about an odious Jacobin article too much and who they represent instead moving on to who is really being represented in the faux pro-immigrant spectacle that is coalescing around Trump.
Departing from my research on eugenics, but only slightly in this first installment expanding on the reality nightmare theme I discussed last time, I am doing a series on the anti-Trump production that has been gaining momentum. Please do not take this to mean I don’t find antifascist action important — what I find sorely lacking in this developing broad-based “fight” that includes opportunist DNC and GOP groups with lots of money and lots to gain is the realization of the context of the fascist state we actually do live under, and because of that the definitions of antifascism and dissent are quickly being eroded by the spectacle. I find myself disgusted with the “hot takes” telling us to chill, relax — fascism is actually bandied about too much! Americans are heavily indoctrinated to view the state they live under as a flawed liberal democracy that can be fixed. So here I give a brief history of the evolution of the fascist state and the incremental development of white nationalism on a broader economic scale since the Great Depression.
In hopes of avoiding any copyright violations, the excellent track I sampled is, maybe quite appropriately, by Nightmares on Wax entitled “The Sweetest”.
Born from the counterpropaganda and resistance efforts of World War I, modern-day Psychological Operations Soldiers use the power of influence to shape the global security environment and achieve United States national security goals.
As the Department of Defense’s primary influence capability, members of the Psychological Operations Regiment support commanders, U.S. ambassadors, allies, and other governmental agencies.
PSYOP Soldiers typically operate in small, autonomous teams or with other Special Operations forces to develop relationships with a country’s civilian population, government figures and military and law enforcement agencies.
Experts in their field, they specialize in unconventional capabilities, cultural expertise, language proficiency, military deception and advanced communications techniques encompassing all forms of media.
As technology has grown ever more sophisticated, however, so too has the ambitions of these psychological operations grown. Whereas traditional psyops have attempted merely to intimidate, bewilder or demoralize enemies into laying down their arms, modern technologies have opened up the possibility of actually controlling the mind of an opponent directly through electronic, chemical, or other means.
Just a note on the spectrum of this insanity. Full disclosure: I never cared to read anything about this spectacle of, what even is the allegation now, election interference? In a way it’s shortsighted on my part because of the parallel nature of how powerful people actually exert their power and finalize decisions decades in the making — one thing always means the other in the public spotlight. Liberals are doing their damnedest to win a war on something they can’t even articulate while any decisions handed down in this mess will inevitably be about gagging and restricting anyone who tries to drag the specifics of ruling class crime out into the light of day.
Essentially it was meant to make people dumber. Nothing from nothing leaves nothing. If you search “Mueller Report” on twitter, you get a batshit array of ramblings from various members of the political class and their slack-jawed stenographers about wanting every word available for examination now that this report meant to have been undeniable proof of “collusion”, whatever the fuck that is supposed to mean anyway, has proved to just, not be. I guess.
There are some really weird things going on around “identity politics” or what is commonly being called identitarianism. It took me hate-reading a strange piece on Spiked Online to finally think through and write some things on it — it’s so disordered and nonsensical it’s not even worth linking, and I found it via an odd Twitter account I’ve been poking some fun at recently. Someone or a group of someones cherry-picking pieces from mainstream media that apparently chronicle the demise and degradation of a once more civil United States seemingly sans a ruthless ruling class where people’s minds latch onto “degenerate” themes and consume self-destructive media products as if by magic. But I digress. I’d like to lay out some parameters here for the how the ideology operates before moving onto the more current happenings around how the left wing of the USian spectacle is deploying identitarianism.
There’s been plenty said already about Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, and the media saturation is nauseating. This entry is not so much about this weirdo who has somehow virtually overnight garnered a degree of notoriety that allows her to be identified by just her three initials as it is about her as window dressing. And at any rate, there’s not much to her as an individual subject.
Her handlers have had her shake it like a polaroid picture, literally via Instagram, and like such a photo’s quick development, her positions barely have time to “dry ” before they’re proven bogus by her diametrically opposed actions that are easily tracked in the public record. And yet, her followers do not care. They want to “like” her dance routine/preparation of macaroni and cheese twice. Maybe ten times. I find it very shocking to witness; the work of degrading and disrespecting the audience has as its fruit double time exposure as the rest of us who do not buy in — who laughed off the bat at her emoji-fake expressions knowing exactly who “she” is — have no chance of interjecting anything factual to this crowd, convinced they are doing socialism.
Feeling sick and pessimistic, wanting to get some stuff off my chest before I try pounding out a piece on this upcoming Geostorm monstrosity. I sit in a small stuffy office all day reading letters from prisoners, setting them forth on a paper trail. I determine if there’s an immediate response to be given that explains to the authors something, anything, about what they can do in their situation, even if it’s simply informing them of their situation, or if there’s a possibility for a longer process that may work in their favor.
In another installment of the “huh huh the president are dumb monkey” files, Donald Trump looked at the sky with naked eyes during the eclipse. I guess that was one advantage to all the clamor created over getting the correctly approved “glasses” for “eclipse viewing”. In truth, one could have looked at the sun directly for a few seconds like they might on any given day. Apparently our eyes are “fooled” during such an event since we’re not seeing the sun’s brightness in totality. But this hype was all about our safety after all, for the public good. Yuh huh.
It is inevitable every american knows what is going on right now in the news, and we all think we have our own opinions on it. We can’t avoid it. The blasting of the messages is so interconnected now with an incestuous circle of genocidal psychopaths putting their narratives before our eyes on the numerous screens we essentially rent out from them, calling it progress and enlightenment, and in our ears to remind us that we can view more before our eyes. And more and more.
At the risk of sounding like a nostalgic luddite or an old hag, this state of things really didn’t exist when I was a younger adult first on my own. I was 20 when 9/11 happened, and screens weren’t really everywhere at that point. I hadn’t even seen the fake footage of “Palestinians cheering” about 9/11 until a few years ago when someone mentioned it. Not every gas station or doctor office hallway had a flat screen with a CNNNBCFOX robot giving orders, and the internet was for email, looking at porn, or reading the Onion. I was too busy working, going to school, and having a general “irl” in a way that also seems like a relic now. My how times have changed. Really!