This morning the Senate torture report was all over the news. The Huffington Post had an article on Jon Stewart's take on the report.
There's the torture, which we all knew was happening, and then there's Stewart making a living reacting to the torture on the Comedy Channel. And there's all those people laughing about his reaction to the torture. HA-HA-HA-HA-HA...
You see, I'm so far gone with respect to this Human Condition shit that my reaction to the torture and my reaction to a stooge like Stewart is pretty much the same: is there some other planet where I could live without being exposed to or—God Forbid!—actually experiencing this endless human shit?
The answer is always the same: "No, Dave, you're stuck right here on planet Earth. Suck it up."
But really, I want to talk about dissolution, by which I mean "disintegration" or "decay" here in the United States. Police killing unarmed citizens and getting away with it even when there's video of the homicide event. (Should we be grateful that Jon Stewart didn't play that one for laughs?)
And when people in Berkeley, California—the home of the Free Speech movement in the 60's for Chrissakes!—protested these ever more frequent killings, they found out they live in a police state.
Did I mention Bill Cosby?
Walk from the US Airways shuttle at New York’s LaGuardia Airport to ground transportation. For months, there has been a sign saying “New escalator coming in Spring 2015.” The Charles River at a key point separating Boston and Cambridge is little more than 100 yards wide. Yet traffic has been diverted for over two years because of the repair of a major bridge and work is expected to continue into 2016.
The world is said to progress, but things that would once have seemed easy now seem hard. The Rhine is much wider than the Charles, yet Gen. George S. Patton needed just a day to create bridges that permitted squadrons of tanks to get across it. It will take almost half as long to fix that escalator in LaGuardia as it took to build the Empire State Building 85 years ago.
Is it any wonder that the American people have lost faith in the future and in institutions of all kinds? If rudimentary tasks like keeping escalators going and bridges repaired are too much for us to handle, it is little wonder that disillusionment and cynicism flourish.
We can't even fix an escalator in nearly half the time it took to build the Empire State building, but we're going to fix global warming by building millions of wind turbines? Yeaaaaaah, right.
And do you know who wrote that? That's Larry Summers talking, aka., The Prince of Darkness, formerly the top economic adviser to the Man of Hope and Change, the very same person who did so much to get us to this sorry state, this state of dissolution (that's him "saving the world" on the right in the 1999 Time cover above, along with Robert Rubin and Alan Greenspan).
Looks like the fucking world didn't get fucking saved, did it? On the other hand, as far as I know, Larry Summers is doing just fine.
Words can not adequately convey feelings, and none of the defense mechanisms which allow humans to live comfortably with their self-created shit work for me anymore. I no longer cheer for the human team.
OK, got that off my chest.
I'm gonna go off now and puree some food and then shove it up my ass. A new phrase has entered the American lexicon: rectal feeding — it's just like my daily experience of life in the United States, so at least I'm used to it.
The point about descending into the pit is that you can never think things can't get any worse. When powerful morons a la Cheney (and I mean morons as defined in the Oxford English Dictionary) rule over powerless morons, all you're gonna get is an increasingly moronic 'civilization'.
The lack of an escape pod from Planet d'Earth is hardly different in substance from US Government torture. Scotty never said it was a one-way beam-down to this abominable shithole.
Posted by: Oliver | 12/10/2014 at 04:17 PM