Archist Siege

11 June 2020  

There doesn’t seem to be a single successful newsreader on network television who understands anarchy.  Even such self-described “liberal’ or “conservative” great minds as Geraldo (“Good Night America”) Rivera and Sean (“Stop the Inns”) Hannity, whose ideologies span the narrow center of the political spectrum, seem to agree in their assessment of the savage occupation of Seattle’s Capitol Hill —  “They’re anarchists!” 

Really?  Let’s look at the record.

By dint of superior arms and other tactical advantages, they have seized a contiguous body of land.  They have established borders and crossing checkpoints.  They have accepted foreign aid from a neighboring jurisdiction.  Revenue agents roam the land, shaking down the local merchants for the “privilege” of doing business in the “state of nature.”  (Whether you call that “taxation” or “extortion” makes little difference; violence is threatened, either directly or obliquely, and victims cough up.

That’s not anarchy.  That’s government!

Guesswork & Play

5 June 2020

Bernie Taupin reminds me why I am no fan of guesswork.  Normally I love his work – “Candle in the Wind” is hauntingly beautiful (and Taupin MUST have been “reading my mail” before he wrote it) – but sometimes…

While he doesn’t explicitly define the singular pronoun “it,” we may infer that “it” is (sic) the blues.  So why do they call it (or them?) the blues?  Apparently, unless I mishear, because it (they?) rolls (or roll?) under the covers like thunder.  I’ve rolled under covers, and it was nothing like thunder.  It was more like girly squeals and manly grunts.  No thunder at all.

And it WASN’T the blues!  It was joyous!

Trump Fatigue

1 June 2020  

correspondent Wojikumo Joompduv evinces her weariness with the administration, and I don’t blame her.  Donald Trump is a putz, but he is a brilliant and talented and amusing putz.  At times. 

Otherwise, he’s bad, but not as bad as the criminals who preceded him.
Bushbama 43 kills hundreds of thousands. Says “nuke ya lure.”
Bushbama 44 kills hundreds of thousands. Says “yes we can.”
Bushbama 45 kills hundreds. Says mean things.

correspondent Jixum-Vyl Pujjup seems to have difficulty believing it, and wonders “what is wrong with” me, while Woji enquires after MY Bushbama.

I’m not that hard to understand, if you view life through the proper lens. My primary political metric is body count. Dead people make me squeamish, and hundreds of thousands seems worse than only hundreds. I guess “what is wrong” with me are my delicate sensibilities.

On the other hand, if I did have a Bushbama of my own, it would have to be Bubba. Deride him if you like — pot smoker, skirt chaser, draft dodger — THAT’s what I LIKE about him! Unfortunately, he also got into that mass-murder thing (Serbia, Bosnia, Iraq, &c), and that tends to put me off.