Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Throw Off the Yoke of Indoctrination!

The Essays of The Man From the North by Rivera Sun
February 11, 2019

Rivera Sun

"we must clear out the programming as it resurfaces in our minds. We must become aware of our thoughts and beliefs. We must learn to question them, critique them, dissect and analyze where they came from and whom they serve. Every craving for material goods must be examined to see if it originates in advertisements. Every inclination toward hatred, discrimination or fear must be interrogated to see if it serves the desire of the wealthy to use us to oppress others, or to wage wars for their profits. Every thought that lauds the wealthy should be questioned deeply. We have absorbed their propaganda from fairy tales to rags-to-riches stories all the way up through economic theories in business schools. Everything we think we know must be critiqued if wish to free our minds, and if we hope to see real change in our world."

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Monday, February 18, 2019

Portrait of a Man

Saw this guy this morning, out walking his dogs (big whippet-like things)
In his left had he thumbed his phone, tongue protruding from the corner of his mouth in concentration.
In his right he held aloft a bulging bag of dogshit.

Friday, February 15, 2019

'38 Rue Utopia ~ Ep46

Where in the hell can you go
Far from the things that you know
Far from the sprawl of concrete that keeps Crawling its way
about 1, 000 miles a day?
~ Natalie Merchant ‘Motherland’ 2001

The Parting of Ulysses ~ John Everett

During the early days of the collapse, when things where in turmoil, those with the most to lose, those who capitalism had fed and allowed to gain a certain expectation of continuity, of safety, of predictability, reacted in the predictable manner of the herd.
Like moved closer to like, polarised and protecting what they had already claimed as theirs.
Refugee experience has borne out that life is short, unsafe and unpredictable and that separation from the herd is likely to lower your life-expectancy if not your expectation of a better life-quality in your hoped-for destination.
Alice catches up to her at the gate.
“We need you here Eva”
“I know, but I gotta go”
“I dunno, I just don’t wanna die here”
“Where else is there? Bigmark is shit, you’ll end up somebody’s slave”
“I’m not going to Bigmark”
Eva doesn’t respond, Alice looks back at the commons before reaching into the pocket of her jacket and handing over a package wrapped in printer offcut.
“The old man’s teeth; I thought they’d give you bargaining power in Bigmark, but I guess they’ll probably be just as useful in Metal”

Natalie Merchant

Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Monday, February 11, 2019

Perhaps There Is Only One Side to This Coin

Somewhere Up There ~ Khanh Nguyen

Rainy, midday Saturday under the Shard in the thronging entrance hall to London Bridge Underground – thousands of people will pass through this nexus every few minutes.
Boy Scouts collecting - clean, white, green and khaki-clad - their spokeswoman, club mum, Akela, extols on charity and poverty, her voice rising and falling in the clattering river of people. Against one of the pillars a barefoot beggar kneels in attitude of prayer, perhaps over-playing the humility card.
My mind intent with the task of dealing with the alarming proximity of so many people; negotiating the bottleneck turnstiles; getting to where we want to go, registers a nagging problem with the scenario.
Upon returning some hours later the Boy Scouts were still there, for the most part ignored by the crowds; as was the beggar.
In the small hours of Sunday morning, pedalling through the rain and loving it, it occurred to me that we should be asking ourselves questions about charity and the collection of money for charity.
I wondered what it is that troubles me when I see those beggars that prostrate themselves before the crowd, often barefoot, in the rain. Some part of my mind is whispering in my ear ‘fake’.
I realised too that this escalation of the humility pose is a relatively new thing in London, I first saw it in Rome a few years ago, but before this we had the usual range from panhandler to homeless, all of which I do not question and indeed often give money to in order to assuage my guilt, my there but for the grace of…
The Boy Scouts are a worry in these days that echo down the years to the rise of the last popular Fascist movement. Who’s to say where the money they collected at London Bridge yesterday goes?
The homeless in Britain are being fucked over from all sides and, if I’m not mistaken, have the sympathy of the nation.
Since the rise of Corbyn as the most likely person to become Britain’s next Prime Minister, the establishment has ramped up their systems of control: the removal of rights, the use of black-ops; propaganda and the control of the media; the malignant policy of divide and rule which is bringing the country to its knees.
England/Scotland/Wales/Northern Ireland.
And the ultimate
I wonder at how low this establishment would prostrate itself to the cancerous growth on the right; low enough to hire these actors to turn the public against the homeless and destitute?
Call me paranoid if you like, but given how they are throwing everything at Corbyn, given how afraid they are of what he stands for, I wouldn’t put it past them.
And what of the Boy Scouts? Whose to say they are not funnelling their collection into the preservation of their heritage, England for the English.
Who’s to say that donations are not for any charity other than the benefit of little Tommy, henchman for the New Fuhrer Nigel?

I'm most likely wrong in all my assumptions but that's not to say that the seeds of truth are not buried here.
The Boy Scouts should be acting for charity, feeding, helping, sheltering instead of relying on money, it being the root cause of all this anyway.
The beggar should maybe curb the humility pose, it’s counterproductive – I don’t believe you've got no shoes.