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  • hardie karges 6:28 pm on May 21, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    Politics 101: Welcome to Amerika, Last Bastion of Communism 

    Pyongyang, North Korea: City without cars…

    If it seems unbelievable at first, that the bastion of Capitalism is really not much different from Communism, then consider the following: freedom is illusory and our lives are largely programmed. Most American cities have been reduced to hulking shells of their former selves, vast and brooding, devoid of any life, or not much, anyway. The fact that this is by and large a civilicide sui generis accomplished by volunteer transmigration to suburbs and gated communities is irrelevant in my humble opinion. Suicide is no better than homicide.

    The typical American city resembles nothing so much as the typical Communist city, with broad avenues and pompous statues, monuments to nothing so much as collective national ego. There are few if any people in the parks, few if any tacos on the streets. You can see this today in many a leftover satellite of the USSR like Tashkent, Uzbekistan, as easily as you can see it in many a leftover satellite of the USA like Shreveport, Alabama (yeah, I know; I’m making a point). (More …)

  • hardie karges 2:48 pm on May 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    Movie Review: ‘Force Majeure’ gets all Metafizzical… 

    Swedish movies are known for their brooding interiors, but brooding exteriors? Now there’s fresh food for thought, thought experiment, that is, which best describes this little peach of a movie from Swedish director Ruben Ostlund. The premise is simple enough: a ‘controlled avalanche’ in the French Alps goes a little bit out of control, giving tourists dining on the view and crepes a good scare, and their split-second reactions a good lesson in metaphysics. Spoiler alert: get your popcorn before the movie starts, because the climax comes within the first ten minutes. Everything else is denouement. Alternative title suggestion: ‘Premature Extrapolation’….

    The French title (better than the Swedish title ‘Turist’ btw), of course translates most obviously to ‘Major Force’, but that sounds like a Charles Bronson movie, so ‘Act of God’ is probably the better rendition, referring as it does to the clause in most contracts that allows a way out for everyone, much harm but no foul; i.e. ‘sh*t happens’, responsibility must be shared, if the concept even applies. And that’s the plot: when the ‘little avalanche’ comes, people revert to basic instincts for survival. The wife and mother immediately protects her kids. The husband and father pulls a George Costanza and makes for the exit, reappearing only long after the fog of disaster has cleared. Food for thought? You bet… (More …)

  • hardie karges 10:10 am on May 17, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    Religio-politics 101: Desiderata Considerata 

    Texas, Mexico, river, fence and questions

    Texas, Mexico, river, fence and questions

    …and a strange peace comes over me, in the midst of all the chaos, rejection and reflection, in the midst of patchwork solutions to comprehensive problems that are beyond my comprehension… and I think it has to do with people, last but not least of the great apes, violent and intelligent beyond belief, the gentle ones naturally long gone, left only with the hardened ones that must be softened by religion often rendered impossible by the needle tracks of time and the sloppy sutras of space…

    We are pathetic little people with our pathetic little problems of food, shelter and clothing, mostly just demanding dignity, Capital D Dignity, as if that were the most important thing in the world, that self-importance, that self-esteem, that love that is a priori to all other loves, that feeling of being centered in our self slightly above the navel and just below the head let’s call it heart and get it over with, the connections between people one of heart firstly and foremostly…

    I love the so-called losers of this world because they are the humans with heart, sometimes, or sometimes not, but at least they’re usually open to it, for lack of better options, but it’s not that I hate those who are so sure of themselves and such masters of the world; it’s that I pity them for they will never know the feeling of submission, the feeling of being part of an indivisible whole of which they count only for a little bit, whether entertainers CEO’s or politicians, it’s lonely up there…

    Celebrity sickness is the disease of the day in late 21st C. America, drunk on fame, real or imagined, our obligatory fifteen minutes barely enough in this day and age of hard drugs and random hugs, gotta’ keep the rush coming to see ourselves in pictures on the Big Screen; selfies won’t do for much more than government work, the basic minimum of likes, follows and shares needed to gain some face and hold on to it for a day or two. Why do we see ourselves on the Big Screen at the expense of ourselves on the ground planting seeds and forgiving misdeeds?

    My main memory of a visit to Cuba was the loaded question from a local functionary, fully formed and well-thought-out, could only come from a Commie, stuck behind ironic curtains for most of his life and that of a nation: “Just what do you need Internet for, anyway?”

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    Just what DO we need most, anyway? Why are we obsessed with this corporate mentality of skyscrapers Hondas and iPhones while homeless people are sleeping on the streets and begging for food? Is there no middle ground that we can all be part of? Maybe it’s time to reassess our priorities. Maybe it’s time to get back to the garden—a high-tech one—we and our smart-phones: but no two-year contracts, please…

  • hardie karges 11:55 am on May 15, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    R.I.P. Amerika: “They built good roads…” 

    Houston in the broad daylight

    Houston in the broad daylight

    American cities need to lose weight, and waistlines, fat-ass plastic-wrapped white-bread montrosities—monstro-cities—sprawled-out to kingdom come, but kingdom won’t come like this, not on concrete and steel, asphalt and false expectations, extending out to God-only-knows-where there is no limit by statute good taste or common sense just red lights and turning lanes…

    This is democracy gone horribly wrong, one-man one-vote now obsolete one-man one-car the order of the day, red-light districts everywhere now, and no limit to the number of quickie customers just looking for strange anywhere everywhere doing it in the road living lives and dying deaths in mid-lane even homeless people have cars to sleep in the American way, just look for an empty parking-lot and circle the wagons…

    I get it, the new democracy, that is, but I don’t like it: vehiculocracy, vote with your wheels, just drive somewhere else if you don’t like it here; I look at most cities and only see blight, ugliness, the devil’s workshop: truth beauty and goodness selling out to commercial interests and highest bidders, not the city so much but the endless sprawl, America the worst offender reduced to whipping boy for oil interests and poster boy for bank interest, asphalt concrete and steel; lawyers, guns and money-changers…

  • hardie karges 9:48 am on May 10, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    Religio-Politics 101: Future Chac, the Rain God 

    Image result for chac moolThe problem with blogging is that it doesn’t pay Jack (he’s my accountant). We do it because we’re driven, by something—or other. Let me explain: I get paid by future archaeologists to try and explain WTF happened. So if you’ve ever watched time-travel movies then you can guess the rest: I leave them clues—in this case my blogs—printed and left in secret locations, so that they can uncover them there in the future and read my narratives on what occurred in the 21st century. Fun fun. So while they’re trying to figure out the past, I’m trying to figure out the future.

    The problem is that the paper trail for them ends at the end of the 20th century, about the time when the use of paper itself went into serious decline. So they’ve got all the leftover hardware that we now use, and more that we WILL use (for a little while at least, before the Big Event), but they don’t have the software to get information from it. Oops. So we’ve worked out a little system. It isn’t perfect, but better than nothing. The only problem is that I get paid by the future archeologists in future dollars (FUSD), so it’s not much good for now. (More …)

  • hardie karges 6:36 am on May 7, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    Theory of Everything, by Mike Huckabee 

    All new Republican candidates launch their campaigns with the obligatory digs and disses of Obama and/or Clinton, but Huckabee has taken the art to new lows: “I wonder if he (Obama) could watch a Western (film) from the 50s and be able to figure out who the good guys and the bad guys really are,” says Mike Huckabee, while launching his Presidential campaign and simultaneously articulating the popular cowboy logic behind the forced removal of thousands of native peoples, the subsequent importation of millions of slaves, and the final subjugation of billions more around the globe, all in the name of corporatocracy and happy-go-lucky consumerism. That’s timely, occurring right after Native Americans walked off the set of an Adam Sandler movie for perceived cultural slights. Who you calling ‘bad guy’, anyway, white boy? Sometimes I wonder if liberals are actually smarter than conservatives. It’s nice when somebody like Huckabee comes along and restores my faith…

  • hardie karges 4:56 pm on May 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    No Direction Shown, No Direction Known… 

    The great migrations have already begun, the migrations that follow the collapse of civilizations, the migrations that mark our reversions to instinct, the migrations that herald the coming of new eras. People once followed herds of game in hope of food; now we follow herds of heroes in hope of happiness. The best travel is the old-fashioned kind, miles of trials, count your age by the stamps in your passport. The nice thing about a perfectly symmetrical planet is that if you walk in a straight line in any direction, you’ll come back right to where you started. I like that.

  • hardie karges 9:30 am on May 3, 2015 Permalink | Reply  

    Religio-Politics 101: Casualties, Causality, and the Lure of Conspiracy 

    the desire for absolutes is what drives much of religion, to not only have something to believe in, but for it to be simple and concise. Most religions fulfill this niche spectacularly, what with their ten commandments and their four noble truths and their eight-fold paths and their twelve-step programs, the dumbing-down implicit and inherent since day one, the need to keep it simple paramount…

    this leads to all sorts of absurdities, of course, like entire worlds created in seven days and Gods of wrath and vengeance, metaphors cast in stone and held up for ridicule for all those who don’t get the joke, for all those who “f*cking love science” for all those with axes to grind and bellies to fill, habits to feed and suspicions to confirm… (More …)

  • hardie karges 2:34 pm on May 1, 2015 Permalink | Reply
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    Stuff of Life… 

    The stuff of life is the stuff of light: particles and waves in constant emotion, 186Kmi/300KKm per sec, constantly expanding, at least up to a point, that point being us; if you had a strong enough telescope, could you see your back? I wonder…

  • hardie karges 11:44 am on April 29, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , Dachau, Nazi, Saigon, , , , , WWII   

    On this date in History…. Sic Transit Gloria Mundi, G-L-O-R-I-A….. 

    70 years ago: Dachau was liberated, the oldest of the Nazi concentration camps, paradigm for them all, and home and cemetery to many, simply for the fact of being a threat to Hitler’s intents and purposes. This was America’s entry upon the world stage as dominant power, rivalled for many years only by the USSR…

    40 years ago: Saigon was falling (if you’re American or South Vietnamese), or being liberated (if you’re Communist or North Vietnamese), Americans and South Viet sympathizers evacuated by helicopter if they hadn’t left already. This was the USA’s first clear defeat in war, and a clear message about the limits of power…

    What kind of animal are we, killing and wasting beyond our immediate needs for food and shelter, killing and torturing for the sake of misplaced doctrines and misunderstood creeds? Why does our need to believe in something become a need for greed and a penchant for destruction? We have the mutant gene; we are the other ones, the gift of consciousness becomes the curse of violence…

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