Thomas Vorce reporting from Grass Valley, CA

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Guarded Intamacy 

I feel compelled to write about something and
I have decided to write about trust. Yes trust!
Not like trust in 'trust fund' or being able
to keep a secrete,but trust in something that
it will live up to or ascribe to those
characteristics that endear value to an earnest
expression of sincerity. Do you know what I mean?
D'ya hear what I'm say'n? Can you dig it?

In a court of law they swear on a bible while at war they "spill urine" on the
Koran. Out loud, some institutional mouthpiece is supposed to create language
that makes bullshit go down like honey. While two kinds of desert justice
take the day with very little regard for the multitude of dead who stood on
the wrong side of mercy. As make-up and special effects decorate those who
ascribe to this consensus of the market, minutes are taken from the hours of
others to make millenniums of promise for whim. The now that we have come to
believe is the electric assurance of uninterrupted infallibility cascades our
heaven with promises hidden in chance. Our hopes are edited by a cherry picker
and we are left to wish upon a star. The light years are beyond a pencil or a
pen. You must dance with numbers until they tilt to a favorable rainbow so
you can rob your future back from despair.

People who can be convinced that killing someone they don't know is an act of
patriotism are screwing their own fear into the death of an insignificant
other. With their coccyx locked to a trigger, their sanity has no net to pass
through and their game and their target are indistinguishable. A clean line
falls half way through their cortex that calls good this and bad that, while
their little heads really haven't been around long enough to know what really
makes that difference. Only when they actually begin to become conscious do
they realize what they are doing and by then they are complicit in the crime.
Left with no alternative, they either hate for the love of death or they hate
themselves. Alienated from civility and no one in any country, they can
neither continue nor return without being ordered to do so.

So what has happened to trust that connivance and the sneer of governance
locked in secrecy could even begin to feign authenticity? Our plays and our
art objects are all purchased by tickets: for a price. There is no innuendo
any longer because what we pay for is no reflection of heart felt attachment
or kindled endearment. In all of it there is a constant fear that we as a
people and a nation are being 'fucked with.'

When the practice of the art is no longer edifying then it is wise to
understand one's conceits. For to repeat a failed example will only cheapen
the endeavor and hamper the quality of it's message. Is there a fundamental
truth or a place where trust can rest assured of its significance? Probably love and
probably the golden rule, but as long as power and wealth see no parity with
humanity, acts of kindness will have to be forms of guarded intimacy.

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Media Madness 

The puzzling question these days seems to be how can we accurately critique incompetence? When John Dean broke stride with Nixon during Watergate, he was seen as ‘the Judas’ of Nixon’s cabinet. Generations later, a tyranny of silence passively condones the banishment of whistle blowers making them examples of what happens when you “rock the boat.” People in power have been demonizing dissent for a long time but they’ve never been able to count on the consensus making ability that contemporary media can create. We see the winner of a political campaign as the one who can afford the most TV spots, not necessarily the one who carried the day with a just cause.

With so many people vicarious about their expressions of courage, it’s hard to make an appeal to common sense. Our insights have become so muddled by media that we are almost certain not to trust ourselves. In an article on global warming versus terrorism, George Monboit writes in The Guardian:
"Why are we transfixed by terrorism, yet relaxed about the collapse of the conditions that make our lives possible? One reason is surely the disjunction between our expectations and our observations (the suspension of disbelief).

And this leads us, I think, to a further reason for turning our eyes away. When terrorists threaten us, it shows that we must count for something, that we are important enough to kill. They confirm the grand narrative of our lives, in which we strive through thickets of good and evil towards an ultimate purpose. But there is no glory in the threat of climate change."
The battle between good and evil is only a box office away. With fixed fights like “Rocky”, “Million Dollar Baby”, and “Mission Impossible” that engage our adrenals as if we are about to take it on the chin ourselves, we turn over power to those who eventually make us pay for our suspension of disbelief. If we substitute ‘naively accept’ for suspension of disbelief we might wonder why we don’t wonder more. Such manufactured certainties are not strange to us. We have come to personally think in sound bytes, addictively acting out the cues media arbitrators use to occupy our instincts of fight/flight. We continue to believe that entertainment will somehow provide an escape from the gnawing feeling that we are, in fact, more hollow from the deathless pyrotechnics (special effects) that create these disjunctions between our expectations and our observations. If we don’t see the coffins returning from Iraq, the dead soldiers are only numbers.

Governance itself has become a voyueresque event. “Don’t worry,” we’re told, “We’ll have a committee do an investigation on that matter.” And what will they do with the findings? In other times there would be public outrage and heads would roll. Often morality’s failing is it’s inaccessibility to the patently obvious. Enter talk news and anyone can be an expert. When Thomas Jefferson said, “The price of freedom is eternal vigilance,” I don’t think he had Fox News or Hollywood in mind.

Sunday, March 20, 2005

Bush's Capital 

In a pre-inaugural address George Bush talked of the “capital” this recent election afforded him in his second tenure. Lets take a look at some of that “capital” (the dollar has lost 30% of its value against the Euro in the last 3 years.) that George Bush has said that he intends to spend.

As of this year and in the coming decade, the USA is no longer the breadbasket of the world. Brazil/South America has not only surpassed the US, they are doing it more scientifically and with no limit in potential growth and usable land. Most of these changes in Brazil have happened in the last 4 years. While Bush is doing “weapons of mass destruction” and invading Iraq, the players and the playing field have changed. Bankable certainties that were unquestioned in America are now monitored by paranoiacs (not visionaries) in Washington who play with toy soldiers from the frustrated farms in America that can no longer compete with these new players. No longer is the question “Why don’t they like us anymore?” Now that we know that they don’t what are they doing about it? When it’s only war that we can make it’s no longer a question of American know-how.

The only North American commodity that is constantly in the picture is the price of oil, and that is the alleged capital from which the hedges on futures that control scarcity come from. The US peaked out on oil in the seventies so these promises are another form of paper speculation that is unsubstantiated by inventory i.e., imports. As the weapons industry expends mayhem to provoke favorable prices in those paper commodities, the Brazilians have developed a way of running their cars on sugar/alcohol.

As this Bush capital that has been predicted by neocon madness evokes pastoral consent on the 700 Club, it’s a matter of time before the shrinking dollar will be called in for its inherent incapacity to stand for anything. It is then that the religious right will have to come up with some loaves and fishes as the buying power of the dollar and the price of oil will definitely be looking for a face lift. Since the majority of recent victories have been media fictions, it’s hard to guess just what those commodities are that are meant to collateralize that capital. The two benchmark corporations of America, Boeing and General Motors, are no longer able to compete and the rust belt is threatening to extend to Seattle as corporations rush to get off shore. The Chinese and the Japanese now manufacture practically everything and the taxes meant to payback the bad loans for all these imports have been forgiven for the wealthy. The promised T-Bonds that are meant to exchange value for goods are looking like fiat promises as the dollar collapses to record lows each day. It doesn’t make sense to have a credit card any longer and those who still do are helping to send up a balloon that is substantiated by more obscene borrowing on the federal government’s part. Unless rapture is an excuse for getting out of our current debt service, we are going to have to pay our debts. Ad on to that the failure of American Foreign policy under the Bush Administration, the religious right’s passing the plate for Israel and it shouldn’t be any surprise that the rest of the world is looking for a different drummer.

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Proven Fatal 

Words like ‘entropy’ and ‘the anthropic principle’ suspense us with ‘event horizons’ where we observe (with no control) the vanities of old white men who have closed every door, sung every song and leveled every benchmark so that imitation can proceed without the slightest hint of qualitative differentiation.

It’s bread and circuses now and loathsome venality absorbs what is left with a craft unthinkable in the darkest times. A collective so unconscious that the technique that serves the benefit of the whole would best be described as waste management.

Meanwhile, collateral damage takes out chunks of humanity and the stench of the dead somehow lingers, as attempts to sensor the wind have proven futile.

The burlesque of legitimacy preens Sunday warriors with gospel promises and favors are granted to those who cannot name the next county let alone a nation’s place amidst the world.

It’s a stupefying triumph heralded by a Marine recruiter that flags a contract that promises to educate someone who has demonstrated the ethics of slaughter. ‘Just survive this’ and our universities will assure you a place on the 18th hole right there with the movers and the shakers.

How long will it take you to learn that the enemy couldn’t have pissed across the street, let alone sent a missle to target your country home where you couldn’t find work; where you couldn’t know enough to know what a mistake you’ve made by taking another’s life in the name of God?

Imagine just sitting back doing margaritas and remembering all those innocent faces you lit up for Exxon.

Friday, July 16, 2004

There seems to be two ways that my credulity is stretched to the limit in recent informations.  One is the human problem; the senseless slaughter and reckless concern for the welfare of humanity. The other is the shear size of the graft taking place that supports this one eyed looting of the future. The volume of it forces me to shut down my suspension of disbelief.  That's what they said audiences should do in movies; suspend their disbelief. Have you ever stopped to think of what the legality of this really might be?  The temptations of diligence to turn a phrase or delete an inference to accomplish a pre-determined end with such a glutiness spoils system guaranteeing unthinkable lucre for a blind eyed nod.
 
I began to lose interest in movies because it took so many extras and special effects to convince me of the film’s reality.  I found myself adding up the cost of a film before I was convinced of its story. All that pyro technics costs a fortune. 
 
A million here, a billion there and now they talk of trillions.  That used to be the amount of light years it would take to get to the furthest star.  Do all these numbers go up someone's nose in Vegas, or down a diva's cleavage at the Met?  How many second homes do you need? 
 
When is enough, enough?  With a pandemic of obesity in the USA it becomes a little difficult to be blaze when you have a genocide here and an epidemic there.  I know it's hard to rectify this but do we have to get stuffed because we don't want to know how bad it really is?  There are a lot of ugly things happening out there on the other side of the entertainment industry and it doesn’t take the Hubble telescope to find them.  It would help if more of you folks who are trying to escape would stop cocooning and act less like a predictable demographic and more like a citizen and take governance back from those who are entertaining you to death.

Wednesday, June 30, 2004

The Christian right and the Republican party are acting with the authority of a pope in the middle ages. Along with Ariel Sharon (remember Ariel is the name of an archangel) they are redrawing the lines of demarcation of the world. The only problem here is that the Christian Right has about the same knowledge of geography as a medeival pope. Please remember that Portuguese explorers had navigated 3/5's of the known world and the writings of their discoveries in Asia were banished by the Church as heresies. Some very important information about Western History was just removed (deleted) by archival zealots of that time.

I would call this a graphic example of one of the problems encountered when governance sees a merging of church and state. Divinity is no assurance of competency.

Saturday, June 26, 2004

I am reading the New York Times coverage of the Green Convention and I sense a familiarity with the dicing of previous platforms by would be 'sage' journalists, familiar with the court rhetoric of the bicameral system we call Democracy. The Green Party's issues are being met by the vested interests of mainstream media and the same resistance to change forms the reactions of the fine art community to digital art. We (us digital artists-[click the art of Thomas Vorce]) like to say it is the same kind of resistance that painters had for photography. Digital art is undeniably stunning, intellectually challenging and the medium’s qualitative breakthroughs propound geometrically. The critics who place a value on art wish that gyclee would just, go away. This breakthrough of ingenuity and enterprise like many of the Green's party's platforms is not going to be bonafied (it's interesting, Microsoft Word's spell check does not include this word) by words in Vogue. The Greens are not going to be embraced like EST because it takes too much integrity, sacrifice and dedication to get the message in one session. Yesterday’s liberals are today’s conservatives and you have an audience that likes to play craps with loaded dice. Gambler’s odds say there is no instant replay for good intentions. We like to think history will reveal success and point out errors but we know that no one pays any attention or we wouldn't keep making the same mistakes. And power knows that it is very easy to pay public relations firms to invent biases that will make profit and benevolence synonymous . It’s like shooting peas in an ashcan; most Americans don't even know what went on in recent history let alone the distant past. Perhaps Michael Moore's film Fahrenheit 911 will help to change all that.

As I collect my understandings I see this merging of digital fine art, the Internet and political honesty as the most promising occurrence I have ever witnessed. Protest in the sixties against life's inequities stopped the moment the Viet Nam war was over. In a very short period of time the old conventions of greed and single mindedness returned with a vengeance. Call it prosperity but one has to ask “What's the prize?” A lot of people grew to adulthood with no acquired tastes but claimed to be seeking the "better life." Yes there was a passion for money and often a thing was deemed valuable by how much it cost. Successful types frequently acquired art that they despised so they could drop the artist’s name and knock their prestige up a notch. Art is about discovery and digital art is too democratic for beaux arte exclusivity. After all it’s not millions any more. When you can become a billionaire you have to demonstrate baronial wealth. In this world art has become associated with convention imitation and cosmetic charity not passion or the joy of one’s good fortune in the discovery of authenticity.

Our ideal politic is about honest commitment to the Bill of Rights and the Constitution. When the method to achieve these principles becomes polluted, it's time for a reevaluation of the state of our affairs. I’m heartened to see that the Greens are rising to the occasion by providing a place for courage and conviction to withstand the strip malling of America, the cabal of special interests and the collapse of good will in public service.

Hats off to the objectivity the Greens are bringing to this madness. May we come to that place where we see each other’s energies as necessary and contingent for the well being of us all and merge this unnecessary “gap” between truth and beauty that placed us, unwittingly, in this horrid mess that threatens to undermine everything we have historically stood for.

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

Each day the real news gets more and more depressing. All the hopes and aspirations of an enlightened populace (that we call a democracy) folds into deep governmental complicities of intolerable crimes against humanity. All this deceit has been accomplished under the marquee of “freedom.”

Anyone with the sensitivity to object is classified as a liberal, communist, loser, wimp. And besides that they are “unpatriotic.” Ecology is equated with the golf course: advice and consent is the secret handshake, and defamation of character takes the place of true discourse. It's all in the deal, it's all in the points. What else can you expect from an educational system driven by the lottery?

The power to destroy the world is now vested in the hands of an Elmer Gantry presidency and the oval office might as well be a tent show rivival. For those who marginalize freedom of insight there is always "rapture" which is embraced with the same fervor as retirees who sought out paradise in Florida sixty years ago. Meanwhile, "George the Lesser" is meant to be lionized with the death of his mentor who massacred hundreds of thousands of innocent people so Coca Cola could triumph over what was left of national sovereignty. (Have any of you noticed that Coke and Pepsi are allowed to vend their products in high schools without faculty objections?) Television evangelists are consultants for those who seek revenge on literacy with the wisdom of fundamentalism and xenophobia. How can we have any foreign policy when our leaders and our people don’t even know where the countries are that are being vanquished in the name of liberty?

I was raised to believe that Hitler was evil and America was good for stopping him. Now America pays public relation companies to justify Hitleresque activities by investing storm troopers with names like “freedom fighters.” It’s enough to make anyone with a sophomoric education gag at the license taking place. But our leaders don’t seem to care and they continue to use heavy weight dialogue from sports, like finding weapons of mass destruction in Iraq is a “slam dunk.”

When England had the Common Wealth the Foreign Service was a dignified calling. Now with consultants looking to fatten their fees, you can kiss statesmanship goodbye. After all we can always carpet bomb our way to the bargaining table and that’s a lot more effective and faster then diplomacy.

Saturday, May 22, 2004

Does anyone remember what it was like to have a president who published his first book when he was twenty and got a positive review from Winston Churchill? Can anyone remember what it was like to travel abroad when people knew that our president read a book a day, our first lady spoke fluent French and was friends with the likes of Robert Frost? Can you possibly imagine how proud we were to hear the leader of the free world say “Ich bin ein Berliner?" Does anyone remember what Kennedy's reaction to Roger Blough (ceo of US Steel)
when he artificially raised the price of steel?

You didn't need credit cards to travel abroad because people liked Americans so much we were often invited into their homes. Do you think Dick Cheney or Donald Rumsfeld have any idea of what I am talking about?

Just because some fundamentalist Baptists were able to confuse the South rising again and Papist plots to rule America JFK was shot. Lyndon Johnson was a saint compared to the pretenders that are using the faith to justify power in the hear and now. Yup! there was a time when the pursuit of knowledge was admired and not the work of the devil. Bill Moyers has had to be the apologist for the consequences of protestant xenophobia for too long. And show me a time when the literary IQ of leadership was not a stylized affectation of west Texas ranching (he's even afraid of horses.)

Susan Sontag has just published an article in the NY Times Sunday May 23, 2004 edition on the real meaning of the torture pictures in Iraq. Now that’s it’s obvious we bought style over content I suggest we take responsibility for this Frankenstein our greed has roth and do something about this hideous consensus that we are led to believe is our patriotism.

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

In 1979 I was approached by a higher up in the CIA who had been active in Latin America. Phillip Agee had just published his “Inside the CIA” and the agent was worried that he was going to be revealed. He ask me to ghost write an autobiography that he could use to vindicate himself with the public at large. George senior was director of the then CIA and my agent was on a friendly basis with him. He referred to himself as “Captain America” and he operated with impunity and was rarely held accountable for his actions.

It was then that I heard the term “denyability.” The term seemed to be invented and appeared slightly oxymoronic. Perhaps it was the government’s way of saying “So sue me.”

As years progressed and the truth became “strategic and classified” the denyable stuff became headlines and the grist for PR firms. The general public was unwittingly being numbed out with re-run certainties meant to play well in the Midwest. Denyability had become the perspective of the elect and history a foregone conclusion.

Democracy was being substituted by a “benevolent” hierarchy, or that’s what the inside tract would have us believe. As long as a lie couldn’t be proven then it had denyability because the placing of the onus was the real name of the game. It became patriotic to practice deceit because everyone else was doing it. We shouldn’t be surprised that Karl Rove should rise to the occasion so effectively. It had been standard procedure (witness Iran/Contra) for years.

As our own congress and senate became a rubber stamp for special interests there are those of us who still cling to those institutions we once held so dear. To see the beacon of light run by a bozo has made contempt the equivalent of righteous indignation.

How much longer will it take before we realize that denyability is corrosive and culpability with appointed judges giving favorable sentences is not due process?

When I traveled around the world you didn’t need a credit card
because hospitality had not become a service industry.
I suffer to think what it must be like today.

It’s about that beacon of light. It seems to have been extinguished
and that appears to be undeniably so.

Friday, April 30, 2004

Yesterday I was sitting in the car waiting while my wife shopped. I had nothing to do so I began to look for stations on the radio (here in the Gila the pickins are slim.) I came across a rock station in S.E Arizona that was doing oldies with slick upbeat corporate commercials (Sounds like Clear Channel to me.)

The DJ announced that the results of a recent survey from Iraq were in and 70% of those surveyed said anything would be better than Sadam Hussien. And 41% of all Iraqis said they are better off and more optimistic about the future of Iraq since the American occupation.

The day before yesterday I listened to a recent Pulitzer Prize winning journalist being interviewed for his coverage of Iraq. He was embedded with American troops and mentioned that it was too dangerous to go out alone. So how did the aforementioned survey get such “objective” results?

That afternoon I listened to Amy Goodman and heard that the survey results were just the opposite! 71% of Iraqis interviewed said that they would be happier if the US would leave Iraq. Well, what the Hell, maybe there are more defense contractors in Arizona.

We here in New Mexico are more liberal and in Santa Fe the information flows freely. While in Los Alamos and Soccoro, petit bourgeois scientists work 5 days a week on bunker busters and depleted uranium. And on weekends their wives go to garage sales of the economically oppressed who are not employed by defense contractors. Those scientists have IQ’s that are in the hundreds, while their values seem a bit oblique. Did it ever occur to them that there was something else they could do that might be more beneficial for humanity?

And I know they are good people because they go to Congregational church on Sunday and, of course, they buy my stuff at garage sales.

But we can rest assured. I understand they are going to reissue the draft. And they intend to conscript both men and women; no exceptions. How democratic is that? Of course, many young people are probably thinking, “There goes my career in the fashion industry!”

Saturday, April 17, 2004

All through the 70’s and 80’s I made it a point to be around Vets that came back from the war in Viet Nam. I was determined to do what I could and I drank with them, talked with them and opened my home to them whenever I could. It was often difficult and frustrating.

I had learned of soldiers who returned from WW II that had many of the same problems. They were often given morphine to reduce their tremors and many went on to use heroin when it was first seen as a cure for the morphine addiction they had acquired during the war.

The closest most of us have gotten to the battle scene is Copolla’s “Apocalypse Now.” I had hoped that we would have learned from that war but I was wrong. Someone is always trying to up the anty.

But that was then and this is now and I suffer to think what kind of basket cases this war is going to create. The conditions in Fulugia are unthinkable and the abandonment of values is complete. Once again, women and children and snipering at ambulances are part of the butchery of an occupying force (that is there to provide democracy.)

In the last twenty years public relations agencies have become very successful at euphemisms: using our language (that we so desperately need) to communicate special interests. Leaving communication so thoroughly compromised that the vernacular is the only thing that seems to account for anything.

Having eviscerated the liberal arts in America, capitalism has gone on to kill by the numbers. How many of us will forget the daily “body counts” on TV during the war in Viet Nam? Now it doesn’t even matter unless it’s one of ours and PR would prefer that we only do that for the record.

For the first time in my life I actually believe that we are wrong. And no amount a beating our chests will avail us of the inevitable. It is no longer an economic opportunity to join the army and become a killer because there are no jobs left in America. Where is the leadership that can rise to this occasion?

A major artery is about to break open and it will not be a condition to swoon over.

Sunday, April 11, 2004

True liberalism costs a fortune and maybe that’s the reason why the poor are so overweight. Here’s my drift. To be a liberal you have to have the time to think. And thinking is definitely not allowed unless you live in a community where exchange with something else besides television is a real possibility. When you watch TV you get the message that you should be eating or working out. If you took the time to think you would have to live in a privileged environment to do it.

That would probably be a university town or a place like Santa Fe, New Mexico (it used to be Aspen.) Either way it’s going to be an expenditure of bucks to take part in that forum. We all know how much it costs to go to college and study something else besides business. Have you ever tried to get a job when you have a liberal education? There are lots of rich people in Santa Fe who can afford to go to liberal events that are sponsored by the Lannon Foundation. But I have been there and I have done that. And I saw very few of them get a zealotry behind their revelations that would mean a thing in communities that were media strongholds for the new right. I fear it creates a tendency to preach to the saved and in the end becomes an ivory tower.

People who are rich that get together in plush hotels don’t talk about Picasso, Mozart or any ‘new wave.” They talk about money, and how to get more of it. There’s no mystery here. It’s the only game in town and the only value that means anything in the hear and now.

Having just returned from a short vacation in Tucson, Arizona, I have to admit that there is an active jazz scene worthy of the hippest attention. But behind all that are Republicans at work to get a tax write off for death. These people are going to make it through the eye of the needle or die trying, and the rest of the world can take hind tit. Tubac, which was once an artist’s community, has become a bank-financed home of bad taste boutiques before the locals could even begin to call the air their own. As you head back to Tucson, you see a huge sign (where there are no others) saying “One Nation, Under God.” And if you look real close at the small print it says that the message is brought to you by Clear Channel. Clearly a tax right off.

Let’s hope it’s a God that doesn’t enjoy diversity in media. But, what the hell, he would probably be a liberal god and we can’t have that. The tax write off for death wouldn’t work and Arizona Republicans wouldn’t be able to corner the market on paradise and do a Dunn and Bradstreet rating on desert sunsets.

Thursday, March 25, 2004

The puzzling question these days seems to be “How do you criticize incompetence?” When John Dean broke stride with Nixon during Watergate, his leanings made him ‘the Judas’ of Nixon’s cabinet. And today the tyranny of silence seems to condone the banishment of whistle blowers with a ‘better you than me’ attitude.

With so many people vicarious about their expressions of courage which are often the propped up certainties that are the result of instant replay and soft porn, it’s hard to make an appeal to common sense. Our insights have been so muddled by media that we are almost certain in not trusting ourselves. Like Michael Eisner’s comment about the making of the Alamo, “I was just trying to capitalize on the post 9/11 patriotism.” Someone is always trying to make a killing on our deepest sympathies. And now a movie star, Mel Gibson (who has courageously dodged all those special effects) feels qualified to expunge the lessons of history with his brand of sadomasochism. Why are we so gullible that we let these lay ministers of God convince us of their infallibility with such impunity? No wonder there is so much inertia.

Such predatory motives are not strange to us and yet we continue to believe that entertainment will somehow provide an escape from the gnawing feeling that someone is taking us for a ride. It’s the voyeur’s dilemma. “Don’t worry,” we are told. “We’ll have a committee investigate the matter.” And what will they do with the findings? In other times, our current revelations would have led to public outrage and heads would have rolled. But now all someone has to do is deny an accusation and the matter is dropped.

It seems that someone is always trying to make us guilty for something and we react by creating a firewall for anything that isn’t a proven certainty. Often morality’s failing is it’s inaccessibility to the patently obvious. Thomas Jefferson said, “The price of freedom is eternal vigilance.” Sounds great when it’s preached from the podium and even better when it’s practiced by the citizenry.

One of the things that might help when we look to unmask incompetency would be a healthy sense of humor.

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

Two statements by Aristotle in regards to our rights that we need to remember these days:

  “When equals are treated unequally that is injustice.”

Loaded yes? But wait, he also said,

  “When unequals are treated equally that is injustice.”

I am reminded of this when I see fundamentalists put in positions of governance over more qualified players. I believe in the Christ but I am not a member of ‘Club Jesus,’ or Pat Robertson’s TV ministry. You would think that a graduate of Yale Divinity School would know about Aristotle’s wisdom but apparently he is too busy masquerading his intentions in Washington D.C. to really address the needs of his flock. And he is, of course, in direct communication with God about the coming election and divinity’s role for Dubya.

The foresight of our founding fathers saw the dangers of entanglement with religion and government when they framed the Constitution and they separated the powers of Church and State. So what is it about morality that has the freedoms we have won from tyrants in the past so methodically abandoned in the here and now? As the Christian right swoons, its elect are walking away with one golf course after another and they are bereft of the beatitudes as they equate family, morality and special interests. When “families” realize that their kids will be coming home dead or manically deranged and the benefits of mindless endorsement manacles them to perpetual sorrow they will ask for change from conscientious leaders who are not out there to convince the oppressed of their personal role in sin.

As the powers that be mock virtue and play 'showdown' with Apocalypse
we might ask, with earnest, what the true meaning of abomination really is.

In the mean time, we are preaching democracy and practicing corporate theocracy and it’s against the law.

Wednesday, February 18, 2004

Having been relocated here in the Gila Wilderness the opportunity to deconstruct from the boutique world of Santa Fe is my first priority. But before I do, I must share some observations in regard to the “epidemic” of obesity that seems to stand out from the national trend, here on the fringes of the largest outback in the territorial US.

A playwright friend in a New Mexico border town warned me ahead of time of this occurrence, but it doesn’t take much to see the consequences. Apparently, many slightly impoverished folks have fear that resides in their belly saying that the only way to cheat the devil is to smother him with food. Unemployed, or working for chump change, they side up next to the salad bar and bring back Everest heaps of anything offered with no concern about leaving room for the entre´. And when they eat, they shovel the food in like someone expecting to hibernate in a cave for a year.

Most of them are over weight, and some are as big as a house. There is nothing jolly or bacchanalian about this. Some people are so heavy that their flab is in folds from the chin down. And others are forced to use oxygen just to maintain a metabolism that can support such stress. And the strange thing about this is that they often pass this appetite on to their children, who are already caricatures of their parents.

My wife and I had breakfast at a Denny’s in Deming, New Mexico on a Sunday and the place was packed. Nine out of ten people were grossly overweight. Obviously there is no imago for a bulimic on the range where you are expected to ask for seconds. According to New Mexico health statistics, the obesity rate in the state has doubled since 1990.

Whatever the resonance is of cheap food it seems to be the only way that millions of Americans can self medicate. Nurture has nothing to do with it when parents pay no attention to what is happening to their own children, let alone themselves.

What’s the fix? Just say no? Maybe, but for some people, fast food and lots of it is a life style that could be as dangerous as drugs. No wonder so many people believe that ‘professional’ wrestling is the real thing. The only thing I can think that might help is to ask people to watch less television but that’s a tall order when most folks think that a trade up in life is to buy a bigger screen.

Monday, February 02, 2004

With Hilary running New York, Arnold running California and George in charge of Washington D.C, it occurs to me that getting this blog off the ground might by one of the only avenues of sanity left. Does anyone actually remember what it was like to admire someone for their integrity and not their spin? Erick Erickson stated that one of the characteristics of the American psyche is "better a sinner than a sucker" and so it is, we indorse the one with a gamers chance of winning.

Like we all know that Kucinich is right but we are so busy playing the odds at the craps table that image has become more of a commodity then content. It would help if he was a line backer and he was married to a woman with large breasts who had 3 children, but he is not. In fact the man who was credited with the term "sexed up intellegence" had to take his own life and now those in the BBC who brought us that information are being asked to bite the bullet.

Apparently it got so bad in Washington D.C that the intelligence community was doing its own version of this sort of thing with WMD information since 1995 and now it looks like a major part of dubya's testoserone logic is about to bite the dust. "Power is the ultimate aphrodiasiac" says Henry Kissinger and if you don't believe it ask all those people that voted for Arnold.

Does anyone remember the wrestler named Gorgeous George? At least he knew he was a fake.

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