George Carlin was one of the good ones, one of the last of an almost extinct breed.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Sonnet for the Situation
billions of humans struggling with it all
in billions of different and identical ways
desperately hoping that we won't see the fall
the descent from decadence to complete desolation
seems to me that we wont have long to wait
untill this warrior nation is forced into contemplation
how did we become such a twisted sad state
We who once reached for the stars
are now demented killers and conquerers
our pathetic youth, materialists filling bars
still something in our sad souls still stirs
Idealism runs stong in our veins
even if it's left our conscious brains
the leaders lead, the fools follow, the thinkers recoil in horror
worry not about the future, because their can always be more
after all this age is strange, but the only constant is change
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Petrol Prices

Friday, June 06, 2008
The Mighty Market
Of course nobody wants to be the person to say that the party has to stop, especially when nobody knows how to stop. The G8 is really just a gang of heartless addicts that are so profoundly materialistic that they care about nothing except their GDP. It is going to be one hell of a show, of that much at least we can be certain. All the tamed and trained people in wealthy countries are going to find going cold turkey rough going. At the very most we have a decade or two before all this goes down. So my advice is to get used to living off what your local area can produce, get used to no electricity, and certainly don't have any children.Sunday, May 11, 2008
wonderfully wild world
How wonderfully wild the world is becoming. Almost seems like we are heading into a different part of the universe and it is affecting all of us. Tis one hell of a ride deep down inside this thing in which we all must abide. All on this planet with no were to go except crazy or space. We wrestle with ourselves and each other as our little blue planet gracefully dances through our celestial stage with the casual perfection that is natures trademark. The utter indifference of the universe to our self obsession is a constant reminder of where we come from and what we are a part of. I have this sneaking suspicion that we are about to become much more aware of our own insignificance cosmically and that this may very well provide the perfect opportunity for us to exchange our desire to dominate for survival and discovery. All that we can be relatively certain of is the impermanence of our entire species. We are here, have been for a little while, and some day we will be gone; so what are we going to do with the time and place we were given? If we were to take the earth as a blank canvas, I must confess we have made a pretty horrendous mess of it so far. Still, many layers of paint can be applied in an attempt to rescue this piece of art from aimless barbarity. I can't even pretend to have a preference about what happens, the paint stokes fall where they will. Its so brutally beautiful and yet serenely stupid that you can't help but love it. Its a riddle that will drive you crazy with consciousness, but can also be really funny if you only let it. Anyway, it wouldn't be as majestic and mysterious if it all actually had an explanation. Que sera sera. Whatever will be will be, the futures not ours to see. Que sera sera.
Thursday, May 01, 2008
May Day
-Mark Twain
The freedom of all is essential to my freedom.
-Mikhail Bakunin
The free expression of the hopes and aspirations of a people is the greatest and only safety in a sane society. -Emma Goldman
"It is we the workers who built these palaces and cities here in Spain and in America and everywhere. We, the workers, can build others to take their place. And better ones! We are not in the least afraid of ruins. We are going to inherit the earth; there is not the slightest doubt about that. The bourgeoisie might blast and ruin its own world before it leaves the stage of history. We carry a new world here, in our hearts. That world is growing this minute." -Buenaventura Durruti
-Leon Trotsky
Those who do not move, do not notice their chains.
Rosa Luxemburg
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Urban Warfare 2008

The satellite pictures above show the densely populated Sadr City district of Baghdad, home to some 2.5 million Shi'a men, women and children. It is rapidly becoming a second version of Gaza as battles rage in its narrow and crowded streets. Currently it is largely controlled by the Mahdi Army, a militia that is at least 60,000 strong and apparently prepared to go up against the mighty American military. In the sectarian bloodbath that has become Baghdad under US rule, the Mahdi Army patrols and protects this sprawling slum in a time when no one else dares. As brutal and unsavory as they may seem to Americans, if you were living in this cauldron of chaos you'd probably be glad to have any security you can get, regardless of its source. Given it's close proximity to the locus of American power in the region, the Green Zone, it is a huge security risk that has consistently been able to undermine or facilitate the various initiatives the US tries to stabilize the city and country. The real problem that the US is having is that they can't use the sort of firepower in Sadr City that they traditionally like to use when engaging hostile forces. The US Army's usual strategy of overwhelming firepower is simply not viable in an area with a population density of 67,000 people per square mile. Unless of course the purpose is genocide, which is something that Central Command would rather not get involved in, just yet at least. In the past month all hell has broken loose in Sadr City as Moqtada al-Sadr ordered his followers to resist Nuri al-Maliki's push to take control of the Shi'a districts loyal to the Mahdi Army. Sometimes I really get the feeling that the US military just goes tear assing around the world looking for the shit, and Lord Almighty do they seem to find it.
a dispatch from that front- NYT May 4th 2008The missiles that hit close to the Sadr General Hospital were American. After a night of clashes in the neighborhood, the Americans fired at least three “precision-guided munitions” at the small building next door to the hospital. Neighbors said the building was used as a place of prayer for pilgrims, hospital employees and neighborhood residents, but the military identified it as a command center for the Shiite militias that it is battling.
Responsibility for the other strike is in dispute. The Americans said claims that they had attacked the children were “preposterous.” The area where the hit occurred is near heavily contested ground. Shiite militias trying to hit nearby Iraqi Army and American forces have sometimes misfired, hitting areas near there in recent fighting.
Both instances underline sad truths about urban warfare. The daily horror for families and children living near the front line area of Sadr City is that who is a friend and who a foe is no longer a meaningful question. Heavy weapons do not discriminate. The militias use rocket-propelled grenades, sniper rifles and mounted machine guns as well as AK-47 rifles while the Americans shoot Hellfire missiles, tank rounds, satellite-guided missiles and rounds from machine guns.