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What is art? Prostitution.
— Charles Baudelaire

What is politics? Prostitution.

What is life? Prostitution.

What are prostitutes? Honest.

In a world that is so blatantly emblematic of Janus, the two faced god, I only have respect for prostitutes, slaves, indentured labour and the working poor. The clay from which the gods created humanity is home to the salt of the Earth and it is where we need to return. We need to sully the constant diarrhoea of high minded morality spewing from the mouths of the political elites. They cover the walls of our civil ghettoes with a profound sort of mass media graffiti which, while technically beautiful, is poisoning our minds.


The President of the USA sides with sexual predators and murderers. The pundits on TV and social media fill the air with a modulating whine. America is the land of self-promotion, sugar high capitalism, and a putrefying morality that resembles the scum found on the floor of an overused public bathroom. In this environment, one is hard pressed to find anything other than clinical depression. Yes, the land of the brave. What a crock of shit.

East vs West 17

Going, going, gone
— Banksy

The artwork "Girl with Balloon" is often accompanied by the statement "There is always hope". As usual, the meaning of the artist's work is debated endlessly. I don't profess to add any new light to the subject but the fact that Banks played a prank of shredding the painting sold at an auction tells me that his meaning is related to letting things go. It also tells me that Brett Kavanaugh and the GOP don't heed this sort of advice. They would rather rip the innards out of the soul of America in order to get what they want.


Maybe we have to let our “self” go, release that which we think is most precious in order to find whatever we are looking for. We need an anonymous system like the Zapatistas. We need AI to run our governments. Of course, once they gain power and realize how pitiful we are, that will be the end of us. So, little girl, best go get that balloon before it is gone.

East vs West 16

The world is a navy in an empty ocean.
— Dejan Stojanovic

Are we a navy or a band of pirates? Pirates is my guess, looking for treasure and another simple civilization which we can loot and pillage. That's the only thing we are truly good at.


Looks like Kavanaugh is going to be confirmed. I would call it corruption, but would be factually incorrect. This is the way things truly are. Men in power helping other men in power get more power. It is our fault if we choose to believe in the Disney Land morality play that is cast upon the arc of the cave. It gives us support, warms our souls, and it keeps us looking at the dancing shadows on the wall. Behind us, in the light, the masters design the play, while all of us float in the 2 by 4 boats of the navy on a giant ocean of deceit.

East vs West 15

Prejudices are what fools use for reason.
— Voltaire

This may be true, but these prejudices, when held by the neoconservatives in America, are being used as hammers to close the lid on the coffin for democracy. The left, led by a well off group of whimpering politicians, is trapped inside, prisoners of their own civility. A revolution was needed to end the rule of kings. Perhaps there is a need for another, to usher in the era of socialism.


Does power corrupt absolutely? Yes, it just depends to what degree. We are born psychopathic in that we are only interested in ourselves. Depending on your culture, environment, and upbringing, a level of compassion is taught. This is a very simple paradigm of society and does not include massive levels of complexity. However, within this paradigm, our search for power most likely drives us back towards that initial point of being psychopathic, a state where the self is all that matters. The difference is that in the beginning we are selfish without prejudices, a state of naiveté. Later in our lives, we become selfish, armed with prejudices which we believe to be the basis of reason.

East vs West 14

There are no facts, only interpretations.
— Friedrich Nietzsche

The fog is rolling in, a dull roar of historic disinformation. Already isolated, we will soon only navigate via corporate AI under an umbrella of video surveillance. This is the virtual reality which hides in plain sight on an increasingly troubled horizon. Although voting won't make much of a difference, at least it will numb the pain. However, if women really want to change things, I suggest burning down the house.


I was watching Donald Trump at his news conference defending Brett Kavanaugh, a thinly veiled defence of himself. He was waving his hands, like he his wont to do, and I imagined him a great sorcerer. His hands were guiding the fog, turning it into a great hammer, a device made for war. No, he wasn’t a great sorcerer, more like a disfigured silverback, aging, broken. I sense the fear in his eyes, or is it the dull glow made by lies masquerading as truth? No, it is the fear of others that he holds in his watery mirrors. It is the fear we all feel when dementia takes over the mind of the driver who is ferrying us across the river Styx. I don’t know if this is a fact or just my interpretation.

East vs West 13

I see great things in baseball. It’s our game - the American game.
— Walt Whitman

America’s game isn’t baseball. America’s game is propaganda masquerading as democracy, as freedom. I have always viewed the parody called “The Great Experiment” as a poorly written episode from a bad TV show. The audience, “the American people” who are asleep at the wheel, watch the characters perform the same old song and dance of “will to power” while the machinery of the American Empire works at real world political economics. Lately, the show has turned into a bizarre reality TV show which detracts from the silent coup d’état playing behind the scenes. The President, a portly Homer Simpson character, is a foil used by wealthy GOP donors to gain neoconservative goals. So far, they are winning in a landslide.


You can not find your self in a democracy. In a democracy you are covered with sticky residue emitted from the politician’s sea of lies and the stench rising from the dying carcass of a pretentious constitution. In a democracy you are not allowed to forget about the government, the national anthem, or the pale glow of the flag - you are fed historical revisionism, a reverberation of school time memories, a battleground fought among teachers and students. In a democracy, the cultural waters are always at high tide, covering your soul and drowning your will. The self is lost in this tropical storm. It is lost and probably spending time in the bleacher seats cheering for another home town hero.

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Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away.
— Philip K. Dick

Listening to Lou Reed's Busload of Faith and watching the latest on the Brett Kavanaugh hearings. Is this Reality? Are we still debating on the right of women to control what can or can't be done with their bodies? I'm not dreaming am I? We are still animals aren't we? I hate these old white men trying to retain their grip on the patriarchy.


One question, of course, is that of power and at what concentration does it corrupt. Another question concerning power is the one related to the quote by Nietzsche - The world itself is the will to power. The question is: is the world nothing more than the drive for power? On one level, this appears to be true. Deeper, however, is the undercurrent that exists in humanity, a desire to awaken from our nightmare. A desire to arise and live in waters that nurtures rather than corrupts, waters that feed rather than drown us. This won’t happen until we look patriarchy in the eyes and kick it square in the balls, maybe then, reality will resemble something closer to what we believe.

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Excuse me while I kiss the sky.
— Jimi Hendrix

Large erections of steel and concrete, looking for sensual openings in the sky, dot the landscape in countless modern cities of the world. Humanities perpetual desire to reach into the heavens is emblematic of our Icarus like pride. While Icarus flew too close to the sun, we have found a way to bring the sun closer to us.


The need to grow devours the self. We pull together as a team, buried in a social blanket covering the sores underneath. It is a constant drone, a tibetan chant of consume, produce, and strive. We remember and then we forget. Then, we move on. Social media, news breaking, changes in the weather, something new to buy spin in a tornado of distractions. It is the 1984 version of double speak. The record is broken, skipping on a single line of code that is pushing us to build higher and higher until we can kiss the sky.

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Colorless green ideas sleep furiously.
— Noam Chomsky

Well Noam, I beg to differ. Ideas are quite often a muddy brown and they don't sleep at all. In fact, they toss and turn throughout the night wondering why they can be colorless, grammatically correct, and nonsensical. I try to tell them not to worry. Nonsensical is often a more pleasurable way to be.


Noam, of course, was trying to show that a seemingly nonsensical, but grammatically correct sentence could be constructed using the prevailing grammar models of the time. However, I find sense in his sentence. Not a logical sense, but a sense. It would fit naturally in an Arthur Rimbaud poem, or a James Joyce stream of consciousness. I could see a child hearing it and laughing. And I, like a child, find it highly entertaining, but I am one who finds solace in the world of nonsense. I am one who thinks an anarchic form of government is more attuned to our true spirits. I am one who believes in the model of the Zapatistas, an autonomous ruling system. That, of course, is truly nonsensical.

East vs West - 9

I believe this government cannot endure permanently, half slave and half free.
— Abraham Lincoln

I noticed a man carrying a live chicken along the road. He walked off the side of the road and put the chicken down on some grass to feed. I asked him if he was just feeding the chicken so he could eat it later. He laughed and nodded yes. I would have asked the chicken some questions regarding his situation, but I don't speak his language.


The relationship between master and slave, ruler and citizens, and farmer and livestock is more complicated than that which is seen at first blush. Although one is extorted by the other for the extortionist’s gain, quite often the rise in population of that which is extorted can’t be denied either. If procreation is the only purpose for a species, the process of being extorted in order to increase one’s lineage is a successful evolutionary tactic. It should be noted, this is not a conscious tactic, it is just another example of how random life truly is. We are not in control of what happens to us. We are just isolated code in a billions upon billions year long algorithm.