coming together, over what?

Here come old flattop, he come grooving up slowly
He got joo-joo eyeball, he one holy roller

Admiral George Stephen Morrison, father of rock star idol Jim Morrison. He was commander of the US Naval forces during the farce known as the Gulf of Tonkin Incident that helped escalate the pillaging, murdering, and utter destruction in Vietnam.

pictured with the clean cut Jim, patched cardigan and all, on the Bon Homme Richard in January 1964.

He got hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please

— “Come Together”, John Lennon, released 1969

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baby drivel of faux feminism

i get so tired of being nice about people who are ostensibly lumped onto “my team” — the left liberals who are dominating ideas of being “far left” presently. daily i find less and less reason to attempt to find common ground with any of them.

i don’t know the full implications of some new Ghostbusters movie that is to come out other than the regular faux feminist twitter bleating of an all female cast. wow, this changes everything! or at least something, right — representation and symbolism blah blah; women too can break class constraints to answer to even higher members in the hierarchy. like having a feeeemale pwesident!

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of the streets

i’ve been meaning to make this post for the last week or so. reflection calls. i hope perhaps not too inwardly. twitter really has me feeling like people in the streets fighting and people sent to the streets, dumped by a system that is through with them in a useful capacity for the masters, is a game, a rhetorical exercise in one upping each other in commodified exchanges of words. pick an issue that’s stuck in your craw that another person who can retain anything close to citizenship in the seat of empire holds, this fleeting designation for capitalist usefulness, and add poor people to it — you have an analysis in 140 characters or less. veganism versus meat eating is always a good one to claim to speak for the disparate on. i digress, somewhat.

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