The Journal
Serving the Metropolitan Area
Since 1872
October 2nd
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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