Thursday, August 30, 2012

Keiser Report: Monopolies, Military, Mayhem

submitted by Gabrielle Price

In this episode, Max Keiser and Stacy Herbert discuss panic alarms for the population and medieval screeches about persecution from the corporate welfare class. In the second half of the show, Max Keiser talks to Professor Yaneer Bar-Yam of the New England Complex Systems Institute about the role of speculation and ethanol in rising food prices and the tipping point to revolution that, when it happens, could happen in a matter of days or weeks.

Monday, August 27, 2012

A Riot of Pussies

TRC founder/editor, Gabrielle Price

Something I'm seeing a lot of recently is the left's attempt to cozy up to and try to co-opt yet another brilliant group of activists, like they tried to do with Occupy and sadly, it is not unlike Paul Ryan trying to cozy up to Rage Against The Machine.  It's rather pathetic and as a fan of all kinds of music [punk being close to my heart] I had to toss my two cents into this arena.  You don't have to like it -- it's called free speech and that is what punk rock is really all about.

I've held my tongue, patiently waiting to see how this would unfold, then saw Amnesty International pick up their cause...then Madonna opened her mouth, then several other outlets, like the New York Post who had them on the cover, which I found highly ironic considering the amount of coverage Occupy hasn't gotten, for all intents and purposes -- the same damn issue.  Free speech.

I would have liked to have seen this cover with a diss of Obama on the front with the young people [and elderly, vets, WOMEN...] that have been arrested, shot at with rubber bullets, or pepper sprayed in the Occupy movement.  You don't have to like it.  That is free speech.  A pillar of what we used to call democracy.

"To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public." - Theodore Roosevelt

Pussy Riot might happen to be over the top to some uptight Americans -- since it was in a church and we're still a nation full of puckered sphincters about our religious beliefs, even though nothing else outside a church appears to be sacred to us.  Especially during election time -- oh, except what goes on in people's bedrooms or the 'holiest of holies'.  Forget about those tedious other 'wedge' issues liberals used to be passionately behind, discuss righteously, show up to the environment, the poor, the homeless...uhm, endless war, and the selling out of our democracy.

When are we all going to wake up and realize that with the NDAA, all protestors and patriots -- libertarians to Occupiers, are in danger of having their voices stifled and sentenced to jail time without representation, let alone a trial.  Obama passed indefinite detention on New Year's Eve.  I wonder what day that became okay for liberals?  Have they conveniently forgotten that this was the next logical step in Bush's plan of whittling away our rights?  What do they tell themselves that makes them feel better or sleep nights?  

I've had some close friends that were very supportive, spiritual, loving and open -- until the last six months [and I haven't changed my tune at all in that time, by the way] but now when I *GASP* dare to criticize the president, these loving, flowery people turned into something worse than tea bagging trolls -- emotionally reactionary, painting me as a hater, a racist, a conservative, oh...and a Romney supporter?  Tell me how this is 'enlightened'?  Now that Occupy has not allowed itself to become co-opted, it's officially off their radar and of course they don't see the realities of their fellow citizens [and friends that they used to wholeheartedly support] who still risk life, limb and now freedom, while they enjoy their 'temporary safety'. As a consequence, I know whatever actions I take to protest, speak out or fight for the same, I do not have folks that were with me at the beginning of this journey.

And you know what?  That's okay.

I know it's not their fault that fear robbed them of their reason.  That and election theater has them by the short and curlies like so much reality TV.  In the real world, Wall Street criminals still run rampant fucking up the global economy.  Some are still working in this administration that helped crash the economy in 08 to almost near global scale.  And that is according to our own Treasury horses mouth [or ass], Ben Bernanke, not to mention Tim Geithner admitting that the Treasury participated in this global ponzi scheme for years. The same shit goes on unabated.  Do you think when the economy collapses this next go-round, that the first thing on anyone's mind will be wombs or your neighbor being gay?  I'm going to hazard a guess it will be more of a collective 'OH FUCK' regarding whether anyone will be able to pay a mortgage, the rent, get water out of the tap or food at the grocery store. And the possibility of no electricity means no more internet to piddle away on and part of me welcomes that, simply because some real soul searching will begin.

I'm not saying anything new under the sun here -- I've been writing about these things for several years.  But you'd think I'd just dropped out of the sky with this information or turned the Mack truck brights on an unsuspecting herd of deer.

Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. - Albert Einstein

The cacophony of opportunistic posers falling over themselves to stroke these punk darlings is laughable.  These are women that would likely perform a punk rock prayer in your hometown church than have your back in a political discussion in this patriarchal globalist system.  Then there's Madonna, who played the halftime show at the biggest gladiator game in the US: the Super Bowl.  None of these folks have any desire to see this system fail, anymore than Wall Street bankers do...but here's a newsflash: it doesn't matter what they want, you want or I want -- it's going to fail anyway.   The 'Material Girl' likely won't give a shit about you when that happens, even if you sing Fuck The Police at FBI headquarters.  I would invite Madonna to put her money where her mouth is and go to the Occupy anniversary and sing a chorus of that to NYPD.  I might even buy that album.

Real protest music [which is damn rare] says what it means and doesn't apologize for not fitting the mold of music industry, liberals or conservatives like Paul Ryan who laughably claim Rage Against the Machine 'speaks to him'.  Or perhaps he is in the closet?  A social anarchist like Chomsky?  HA! Highly doubtful.  Probably just trying to get the young Obama and his team of cheerleaders desperately want the female and gay vote because his numbers were in decline.  

GOP war on gays -- Obama meme says 'I'm for gay marriage!' Hooray!  GOP war on women -- Hillary meme says 'I'm for women's rights!'  Free birth control -- Hooray!  Where is everyone on 'war on clean water', 'war on clean air', the 'war on free speech', the war on 'democracy itself'?  I've been protesting and cheering for those things since before 08.  Now these precious things are in more dire straits under a democrat than they were under the helm of the former swine-child we'd ALL like to block out of memory. 

Everyone knows the classic liberal issues are no-brainers.  Isn't it convenient to have a whole party act like a bunch of mongoloids that fell off the turnip truck to bash every wedge issue for liberals to 'magically' counter and look like heroes during an election season -- while we still rather conveniently don't talk about the moral hazards of this president's drone killings, war for dwindling oil, Wall Street or the whittling away of our own rights as citizens under the NDAA?

Just sayin.

Call me a racist, a conservative or a hater -- I am none of those things.  I am a world citizen, a woman and a mother.  This president is just another man in a long line of patriarchal bullshitters.  A vote is not a pledge of fealty to any man, leader or party.  In a real spiritual sense, my oath is to the earth.  There aren't going to be jobs on a dead planet, let alone a democracy.  So if you're going to fight for anything resembling real freedom in a globalist system after collapse, do it now, do it loud and make it fucking count.  The whole world is, indeed, watching.  In fact, many countries are on the edge of their seats waiting for the US to wake up and get off it's collective brainwashed ass.

The best article I read that made any sense or had any semblance of truth in it about Pussy Riot's message was written by a Russian journalist, Vadim Nikitin in the New York Times.  I don't call myself a fan of this publication -- let alone promote it but I've said it before -- even a broken clock is right twice a day:
Anyone who has bothered to see them beyond their relevance as anti-Kremlin proxies will know that these young people are as contemptuous of capitalism as they are of Putinism. They are targeting not just Russian authoritarianism, but, in Tolokonnikova’s words, the entire “corporate state system.” And that applies to the West as much as to Russia itself. It includes many of the fawning foreign media conglomerates covering the trial, like Murdoch’s News Corp., and even such darlings of the anti-Putin “liberal opposition” establishment as the businessman and anti-corruption campaigner Aleksei Navalny. 

Pussy Riot’s fans in the West need to understand that their heroes’ dissent will not stop at Putin; neither will it stop if and when Russia becomes a “normal” liberal democracy. Because what Pussy Riot wants is something that is equally terrifying, provocative and threatening to the established order in both Russia and the West (and has been from time immemorial): freedom from patriarchy, capitalism, religion, conventional morality, inequality and the entire corporate state system. We should only support these brave women if we, too, are brave enough to go all the way.
This isn't just Putin-bashing.  And I'm not just talking about America -- the whole globalist system is in a holding pattern of patriarchal, economic, corporate domination and Pussy Riot opened their mouths in a building considered part of this ancient system's 'holiest of holies' to let you, me and everyone know they are fucking over it.  The Cold War is over and so is the first world of privileged, slacktivist democracy.

Millions who have no voice in this system will be better off after it's collapse. Since I have learned about the dire environmental costs of keeping this destructive system alive, I have withdrawn my consent from it.  I am more than happy to support Pussy Riot's strong warrior-feminine message, to mosh while watching this system's demise, and joyously await it's death rattle.  That is the only sound that signals the earth might breathe easier and just maybe the wholesale destruction of the planet stops dead in it's tracks. 

Brothers and sisters, if you recognize that this is a fight not just for human rights but for the living planet -- I invite you to punk rock that shit.   Be brave enough to go all the way.  Another world is possible.  It's where all the politically recovered and awakened beings are -- just waiting for you with open arms.

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Moment of Clarity : Don't Trust The Experts

 TRC contributor, Lee Camp

The numbers are in -- Experts have their heads up their asses. We won't make any progress until we stop listening to them.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

TRC Exclusive: "The Curse of Cassandra and Refusing the Gift of Apollo"

from TRC's new contributor, Christopher Weller

Apollo in his golden chariot, driving across the sky, representing the rising and setting of the Sun
"Then, even then, Cassandra's lips unsealed the doom to come: lips by a god's command; Never to be believed or heeded by the Trojans."  - Virgil, The Aeneid, Book 2, Lines 330-32

In this great time of transition for the human race, those that suffer with the vision and understanding of what is to come, surrounded on all sides by seemingly lost souls, find themselves trapped in what has been called the Cassandra Syndrome.  We find ourselves secluded, cast away, cut off, and at times, shunned by the same society that seems just as "cursed" as we are- the same society that seems to sense, feel, or even understand the fate of the catastrophe upon us, yet, although the solution may be simplistic, they do nothing to stop it, denying what they know to be true about our future.

Likewise, in our seclusion, as we are cast out of the dominant culture, we search for meaning, for the connection to the world that was lost, yearning for some way to ease the pain, not only from our lonely solitude, but also of being repeatedly disbelieved.  Nonetheless, upon closer examination of the myth of Cassandra itself, I believe one can find a "cure," if you will, for both dilemmas.  So, follow me on this odyssey, and let this essay be such therapy that no mainstream psychiatrist could devise.

Legend has it that Apollo, the Sun god of the Greeks, saw such captivating beauty in the daughter of Priam, the king of Troy, that he tempted Cassandra with the power to have foreknowledge of the future.  In return for the god's benevolence, Cassandra was to allow Apollo the right of sexual union with her.  In spite of the god's advances, and the surreal gift of prophecy, Cassandra snubs Apollo.  The god is enraged for receiving the cold shoulder, and he curses the fair beauty of Troy by permitting her the gift of prophecy, but no one will every believe her visions.

The curse plagues her with the ultimate example of banishment, where she is constantly troubled with visions of doom and suffering for her people, and then she is quickly shunned by everyone around her.  She is labeled as mad.  One can imagine her running throughout the streets and corridors of Troy, with her hair flying about her shoulders, spouting out prophetic visions and oracles, which fall upon deaf ears, for no one can understand them, nor believe them.  Most attempt to subdue her; even her father, the king, locking her up in the dungeons of the city, hiding her away in shame; even when her efforts were merely a desperate attempt to warn the great civilization of its impending disaster, the fall of Troy.

As with Cassandra, we in the transition culture find ourselves in the same predicament.  Despite our good intentions to warn modern civilization, we too are misinterpreted, misunderstood, and labeled as crazy, doomsday prophets.  Like her, our own people, our own families mistake us as raving lunatics that are best kept at the fringe of society.  Her plight describes the tragedy of our lives today as visionaries for the transition.  In our pain we search for meaning- a spiritual guidance we find rooted only in the bounds of the Earth, and in the Sun on our face in the darkness of our seclusion.

Cassandra by Anthony Fredrick Augustus Sandy
"In my sleep the image of the prophet Cassandra appeared and offered blazing brands. 'Look here for Troy; here is your home!' she cried. The time to act is now; such signs do not allow
" - Virgil, The Aeneid, Book 5, lines 838-44

While we're alone here in our solitude, let us imagine now that the myth itself has a possible, more modern, more relevant interpretation.  Maybe there is a deeper meaning to it all, that can ease our pain, bring about a better understanding for us all, including the rest of the human race.

Let's imagine that perhaps the authors of the myth intended for Troy to be some sort of model for the story of civilization - some "golden" society, an example of human progress, an ideal society, where humanity is the pinnacle of Creation.  Maybe it is a model not so different from the promises of the culture of civilization today, that tells the story of our lives, that we are destined for greatness, that we are the chosen species to dominate the world and beyond, and that, like the citizens of Troy believed, it is the best way to live, that it is unstoppable, that it is invincible, and that it is everlasting, ever-reaching further for the state of godliness.

Maybe the Greeks' gift of the Trojan Horse symbolizes the hidden dangers in our arrogance - a sleeping leviathan of dread, ready to reek havoc upon our imagined dominance, our fantasy of invincibility.  The tragedy that permeates the story of Troy, through and through, is just like the tragic drama played out in the story, the quest, the odyssey of industrial civilization.  The punishment for our blindness and our ignorance, for not deciding to change, when we know we should, has become so great that we believe that we are so indestructible, that even the vision of the impending End on the horizon is as innocent and benign as the gift of the horse.

And we allow it right through the gates, into our society, into our community, into our families, and into our souls.  And, lo and behold, is the Cassandra, telling her fellow citizens of the world the truth - that the promises of this culture are lies, a betrayal in disguise that we are deceived into believing, that the truth of our possible future is masked from our view, and that we are to ignore the fact that it will destroy us.

In this way, the myth's lesson, the tragedy itself, is much more broad, bigger than just one person, such as Cassandra, such as you or I.  Maybe it is the human condition that suffers the actual dilemma - the curse of Cassandra.  Perhaps it is human society, and the state that it has come to today, that suffers from a global Cassandra Syndrome, where we feel, we sense, we know our fate - and not that no one believes these visions, for many believe it in their very souls!  Yet we do nothing, feeling we are powerless to overcome the terrifying vision of our future.

Cassandra: by Evelyn De Morgan (1898, London)
What if the refusal of Cassandra to have intercourse with Apollo has some other symbolic, less sexual, meaning to our dilemma.  Maybe it has in it another hidden lesson that can be applied to the curse of the Cassandra Syndrome of the world today.  Consider that Apollo, being the Sun god, represents the true nature of the Sun, which has given, and continues to give us life, or further, represents the natural world entirely.  Perhaps it is the refusal to bond with and accept that we are part of the natural world, to feel at one with that which gives us all life, that is the lesson of the myth.

Perhaps this longing we all feel in the transition culture - and that which the whole world, it seems, has been barred from feeling from being captive to the dominant culture - is a deep-seeded desire to return to a spiritual connection to nature - the one we rejected so long ago when we took on the role of dominion and were tempted by the false promises of civilization?  What if, by Apollo, we are given one more chance - a chance at having the vision to see where we are headed, yet we must sacrifice the temptations of the power of dominion over this world, as Cassandra was to sacrifice her body to the god, offering up our delusion of the grandeur and false sense of sovereignty over our lives, handing over everything, to be in union with "him," with the natural world, in order to finally be at peace with the world once again.

Maybe the lesson from this ancient, mythical fable tells us that it is okay to let go and give up our perceived perfection, our perceived beauty as "the pinnacle of Creation, " and unite once again with nature?  Maybe, by interpreting the story in this way, the attraction of Apollo to Cassandra is to be reciprocal, mutual, where the ancient Greek understanding of "Eros," or desire, described in Plato's Symposium, is in play here.  Perhaps this is a reference to the explanation of what desire is, given by the great Socrates, where he states that the pursuit of Eros is a result of the two halves of a soul that had been split into two at the beginning of the world, and forever long to be rejoined as one, achieving absolute harmony?  Perhaps, by doing so, we discover the meaning that is missing in our lives as humans, as a humanity that was once as one, in union and harmony with this world?  Maybe by doing so the curse can be lifted?  In doing so, possibly we will find our spiritual path that was lost along the way.

Antoine Rivalz 1667-1735 - Cassandra being dragged from Athena’s temple the night of the fall of Troy.
In seeing the story from this perspective, we find that the only difference between us, as the Cassandras of the world, and the rest of the population, is that we have taken the first step in the path towards this direction.  We take the path once traveled, not the least traveled.  We have just become more in tune with this inner Eros, this desire, this drive, than the rest of the sleeping public.  But, eventually, we all, all of the human race, must "submit to Apollo."  We all must relinquish our perceived dominion over ourselves and our world.  For it is the Sun, that divine giant in its celestial greatness, and all of nature combined, that is, and always has been, the one who dominates and is in control of our lives.

However, maybe I am wrong in my interpretation here.  Maybe I am just suffering from the Cassandra Syndrome just like all of you.  I'm sure most contemporary psychologists, who they themselves are still captivated by the promises of this culture, would surely agree.  Perhaps I am just crazy as some may say.  Maybe we are all just crazy.

But, then again, I walk outside, and the Sun shines on my face.  The energy from the Sun stirs up the atmosphere and I feel the breezes blow against my body and my face.  I hear the sounds of birds, the chirping of insects, and the laughter of children - all of nature whispering sweet nothings in my ear.  The seductive forces of nature are well at work on my soul, and I am enriched with life.  I feel the connection.  My visions become clearer, as the sunlight shines on my world.  It must be real.

And, that sunshine is certainly getting hotter these days. Maybe - just maybe - Apollo, the great celestial Casanova, is using his charm and flexing his muscle trying to tell us something.  

Will we believe it?

Cassandra  warns  the  Trojans. Engraving  by  Bernard  Picart, 1673-1733.

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Thursday, August 16, 2012

Moment of Clarity: A Bedtime Story About Fraud, Corruption, & Snorting Koch

contributor Lee Camp

Once upon a time there were a couple of boys named the Brothers Koch. They had a dream of owning the United States of America. Their dream is coming true. And call me a romantic, but I love watching dreams come true. 

Thursday, August 9, 2012

OWS Week 8/8 ~ Jill Stein's arrest, Anti-eviction action Chicago, Anaheim solidarity march

This episode of the show reports on the Green Party candidate, Jill Stein's arrest in Philly.  OWS Week also covers the anti foreclosure/eviction action of Chicago, Tompkins Square Park Riot Anniversary.  Also on this edition of the show we report on Anaheim solidarity march and Wells Fargo protest to expose more of the big banks' illegal practices.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Moment of Clarity ~ On The Brink of Cultural Singularity

 contributor Lee Camp

It all seems to be coming together into one.  90% of our media is owned by only six corporations.  We act like the President is the only lawmaker who matters.  How much further can things condense?

OWS Week 8/1 ~ Anaheim solidarity marches, Frack Attack protests

 submitted by Gabrielle Price

This week's episode reports on Anaheim solidarity marches across the US, Frack attack rallies in DC, Stand Up Chicago and raise the minimum wage rallies and the Obama fundraiser in Portland as well as the AIDS awareness rallies in DC.