The Journal
Serving the Metropolitan Area
Since 1872
September 30th
NO, A BODY CANNOT EAT INFORMATION!
By Jack Parnell - retired Congressman and Independent Presidential
candidate
Syndicated
by Acme Features
Entropy, as we have
come to see, is that condition of the stasis or decline as percolates upwards
out of lack of personal or institutional integrity, vigor and/or vision, often
multiplied by resentments against those as display same. Cogitative warfare, one may say, as opposed to
the Democratic Party’s pretend class warfare (or, in the ‘Publicans’ case, distractive
class, racial, gender and cultural “lite” pogroms).
Renaissance happens when
people pick themselves up by their bootstraps, even them little plastic flip
flops if they can't afford boots, slice the rot out'n
a culture like mold off bread or brown spots off'n bananas,
spread on thick with bacon, peanut butter and fried up for lunch.
Jus' the way Elvis liked!
The intent of Renaissance
is to build societies of gravitas... which, in one way of speaking,
resembles the latter-day Elvis, too, but is, more presciently, considered a
weight of the intellect spread thick
with common sense. The sort of respect
you just don't jack by waving some gun around – badge or none – or by denouncing
science, history or reality.
Are great administrations
made so by adversity? Think about this! Was the POTUS 44 really America's
third-best-ever President... as the last ABC news poll of his administration
determined, tho’ also naming him third worst... with Reagan best and JFK
second? Hell – ol’ George the First
ranked seventh and Bill effin'
And
our illustrious forty five. Well his
own poll, taken by and consisting of Himself, put Donald Trump second among America’s
leaders behind, also, Lincoln. But
Lincoln was elevated only for the reason that he wore one of those tall hats so
prevalent in the 1800s… not because he freed the slaves or won the war, or for
the Gettysburg Address. This same
President as gave himself an A on dealing with the plague (as he called the
China Virus) during his administration then promoted himself to A+ because…
without the knowledge of the NIH, the CDC, the vast and varied medical community,
real science or or fake Deep State media… a vaccine
would have be developed by Election Day; just the sort of thing to turn those
ugly old polls around.
It wasn’t… and it didn’t.
Trump now contends that Joe Biden and
his gang merely plagiarized the research that was done on his watch – and some of that might be
true. But nobody cares. The involuntary unvaxxed
were too busy hoping that their lucky number comes up, denialists
just putting their faith in Faith.
(Actually, a few of
those despised Initialcrats whom he takes such
pleasure in deriding and maligning in his midnight tweets believe they could
have deliver a cure by Election Day 2022, had a little bit o’ help… by which,
of course, they meant money… had manifested. The problem, as any capitalist should have
known, exists now on the assembly line… and as the public realizes that the
richest and most powerful of the rich and powerful will jump to the head of the line, there may
be some anger.)
And the good news for
Repubs is that the cheating – and the fingerpointing – for the past two and a half years is bipartisan.
Evidence for the prosecution: Bob
Menendez. Andrew Cuomo. Hunter.
Fidit!... Fidit!
The luckier components
of our information-nation's in "recovery" from the plague as, until a
year or so ago, from this or that... "recovering alcoholics", "recovering
bulemics", "recovering rebels".
Recovering twitterers... oh... X’ers?
In a sense, the country and the culture
and the culture of the country are in rehab too… most sad cases are recovering
from the youth culture and the naiveté thereof, as promised life would go on
like on pre-plague daytime television (mostly banter and commercials for stuff
some people could buy while others couldn’t). "The culture we live in is
carried on the back of advertising..." posited media critic James
Twitchell, not excluding the ubiquitous corporate logos as now enliven urinals
and airline barf bags though, unfortunately, not the suits of Congressmen, "...if
you cannot find commercial support for what you have to say, it will not be
transported."
Ask the Traylor trash!
Now when Americans say
"culture" of any vintage, what they really mean is "sex". Freud said so. Freud wasn't American, but never mind... there
are the some as believe coitus illegitimitus as
takes place in Art Museum cloakrooms differs, fundamentally, from what transpires
in the trailer parks. Or in warm crowded
maskless motel pools during Spring Break,
Wilhelm Reich "split
with Freud and went off on his own wobbly path," said Time Magazine,
naming him one of medicine's three all-time "Cranks and Villains" of
the Twentieth Century (with Josef Mengele, of
Reich had committed Time's
ultimate sin: he discriminated!
He drew lines of demarcation
between "work capitalism", defined as manufacture... whether of
steel, agriculture, or finished goods like shoes, automobiles, even television
sets... and "finance capitalism". He compared the Wall Street boys to
gamblers, aristocrats, Nazi junkers and Soviet
bureaucrats – and Sam Bankman-Fried hadn’t even been born yet.
In "The Mass Psychology
of Fascism", he concluded that bad leaders seek power not so much to dine
on fine wins and cutlets of child than as to suck energy off'n
the public, like Dracula out of Transylvania (or those Dementors in a Harry
Potter movie). The worst are sexually twisted (like Hitler, Nixon, name your
cannibal down there in Africa, goat-humpin' Jihadsters, J. Edgar, or shirtless Mr. Putin) or else
either repressed, like those Als... al-Qaida, oral-fixated Al Gore (whose
unspoken remedy for trouble was to eat it, which perhaps explains the
reluctance of that orally bloated Vice to whack that other morally bloated Vice
among deplorable voters in the blue 2016 primaries on her clay ankles) and al-Jazreel… or bumptiously lewd… like Djonald
Unchained, Kim Chillin’ Illin’,
Slick Willie, Wilbur Mills or good ol’ Uncle Joe – not to mention two-thirds of
the populations of Washington, New York or Hollywood, almost all of whom will
thrive and survive to outlast the scoldings of MeToo,
the Parkland protesters and the George Floyd anarchists, shooters and looters
because, deep down down inside, Americans feel we deserve to be kicked round. Our dreams of rising up sour into bitter
bubbles wherein we can assuage our inferiority by tormenting others... which gets us through a our plague-haunted
nights and days. This identification with the crazy rich and powerful, Reich
called his Identification Principle. Others have called it Imitation Principle.
Same initials, same difference!
Most war and politics,
frauds and religions do have, as a root cause... so to speak... old tomcats
lusting after the young kitties (to have written “pussies” would have been
sexist, not to mention speciest). "The culture
markets sex with an unrelenting hard sell," reported Ellen Goodman in the
Washington Post, "...then we turn around and tell kids to just say
no." Go look up the Ol’ Testament –
one way it massages withered patriarchal testicles is in not prohibiting the incest between father and daughter. Look it up! (Of course, as I don’t have daughters, I’m not complaining that much – being as I more or less stand with Redd Foxx’s paleo-toxic
masculine observation that: “I’ll stay a dirty old man ‘til I’m a dead old man!”)
The unfortunate reality
is that the rest of the world also says "no" at us because they've
learned to disrespect Americans, up to the very moment we invade their sorry-ass
countries, after which they hate us, but squawk like hell if we mention pulling
out for all the spare change cascading out of our pockets and into their
couches. When, inevitably, we’ll have to
institute regime change in the narco-dictatorships of Honduras, Guatemala and
El Salvador, the objects of our salvationary sallies
will swarm outside the gates of barricaded bases, shaking their tin cups. Our "friends in Japan"... Brother
Ross called 'em... fault our "idleness and self indulgence". (Until they need our earthquake and nuclear
expertise!) Euros cry "philistinism
and naiveté", other Latin Americans "insensitivity and
boorishness" and the London "Economist" magazine calls us a "conformist
tyranny", mired in "decadent Puritanism" described as the "odd
combination of ducking reality and telling everybody what to do."
Even when our termites
fall, they fall upwards. Shaking down
Ukraine’s comedian-President earned Djonald Unchained
two impeachments, but failure to convict… twice!... after the alleged
“whistleblower” was gunned down walking over a Russian bridge as enabled him to proclaim
exoneration. And when re-election
foundered, blaming Dominion voting machines and summoning forth the mob to hang
his own disloyal Vice.
Once we started boycottin' U.N. meetings over Joe’s cherry pit picking
Costa Rica as the first Central American narco-domino to tip over and that dues
problema, UNAPIS invites itself here, and old
Joe Smoal writes up a so-called "peacekeeping"
bill as gives them authority to strut around, preventing "war crimes"
as got passed by that devil’s alliance of the Freedom Caucus, the social media
mafia, liberal Democrats and, for what reason the Devil only knows,
ex-President Trump. (Probably because
their lust to see their enemies smacked down and locked up overrode the caution
against others as might be thinking the same towards them.) So down they come in
their black helicopters and turquoise berets; tho’
all these dweebs from Burkina Faso, Canada and Latvia wind up doing is
writing jaywalking tickets, collecting information already hacked from Facebook
and sending names and faces as get displayed on surveillance cameras back to Brussels.
Information, Entropy
will tell you, is money. Paul Kennedy in "The Rise and Fall of the Great Powers"
compared our virtual infowealth to the glut of gold
as poured into 17th century Spain, resulting in "...massive debts,
inefficient industries, reliance on foreign manufacturers, vested interests."
Thing is, gold at least plugs a hole in teeth (or, over there in England, you
could take a dump in a golden toilet until somebody stole it and probably
melted it down). We're doing with information (first computers, then biotech
and maybe the nanotech on the way, not to mention that cyber-money based on
celebrity dirty doodlings and past-date underwear and
worthless stock in companies as went broke in the 90’s) like those Dutch, as
took time off from pluggin' holes in dikes to
bankrupt themselves with tulip speculations back in the day – using information
to manufacture credit we extend to the Communist Chinese in lieu of paying for
the crap they send us (which isn’t that much different from the Venezuelans
buying and selling with Monopoly money or the sort of partisanal
“information” as Steve Bannon, Alex Jones or the lyin’
media concoct out of dicey data to create the fake news).
"We prefer the illusion
of choice to the reality of decision," contended Twitchell, as praised
commercials for enlivening "interchangeable commodities" as qualify
as "goods" - not "bads". Even
glow-in-the-dark rats and the unsolicited credit cards as, Goodman replies,
reach "...everyone from your six year old daughter to your Labrador,"
as well as the Russian criminals who poach ‘em out’n your
mailboxes to steal your identity.
Only a few of our
own good government types seized the opportunity to posture on these financial shenanigans...
I recall this committee colleague of my father’s, a paleo-conservative name of
Scott McInnis (R-Co), as stood up on June 10, 1998 during some hearings to
tighten personal bankruptcy laws and thundering: "If you can't afford it, don't
buy it!"
What a hell
of a laugh was enjoyed, once all the lawmakers were out of range of the C-Span cameras!
"Economists
take for granted that dispositions of the market will not be resisted by other
means of material allocation, such as force," Robert Heilbroner
presumed at a time when even unexceptional Americans could expect a fair wage for
their honest day's work as would pay for a house, a car, a television and a dead
chicken to grill on the grills of summer Sunday afternoons or roast in the oven
in winter. "The unsuccessful acquiesce in social defeat", only the "rare
lunatic" disobeys. Unless he or she
is a college graduate with a worthless degree in some “social” as opposed to
real science... beggin for forgiveness from his or
her hundred thousand dollar debt
Time for the CNC to rise
up, and take its place at the head of America's roundtable of "rare lunatics"!
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