Tuesday, June 3, 2025

Hobby Horses Away

 https://youtu.be/dcAzzTIN0lc?si=Fi2TmWoU3icE0_PE


YouTube video which stimulated discussion between B. and me.  (Well, at least it got me riding one of my favorite hobby horses again.)


Me:  Although he expands it to Greek and Roman civilization while I was limiting it to Chinese and Indian civilization, here's a very interesting YouTube presentation which makes the point I've been making for 40 years.

(Why  civilizations fall from internal corruption.)

I especially concur with his point about the humanities. I remember in elementary school learning about getting on the bandwagon and other manipulative techniques. Even in the insanely paranoid anti-communist 50s, some of us were actually taught how to think critically...in elementary school.

...I'm watching this as I record to you. His point about the Mayans has been seriously questioned. Human caused ecological collapse is no longer considered to be, necessarily, a correct cause for their collapse.


B:  What are the conditions that enable anti-expert, anti-competent sentiment  at scale?


Me:  This is one really complicated situation about which I've given to which I have devoted a great deal of thought over the past few decades. Again, I trace the origin of it all to Ronald Reagan.  Naturally, he too had his roots, but I still think that we can point to that one man as the source of so many of today's miseries.

Reagan brought religion into politics in a way it had never been before. Up till then, all politicians gave it lip service and it was just a background to the campaign. Reagan was the first to make religion one of the critical elements of his administration, separating the good and holy from the other party.

He also did away with the Fairness Act, which kept news media from slanting toward one party or another but instead creation kept it simply reporting news. Up till then, there was at least the dream of reporters who investigated and whose purpose was to probe the actions of politicians rather than to get them elected. (Of course, this was after the age of yellow journalism.)

He also opened the airways to the highest bidder. Previously, once a year networks had to prove that they were serving the public interest and were providing public service in their programming. Much of what they presented was nonsense but at least they had to put on a good show.  After Reagan opened the airways, the highest bidder got what he wanted and the crazy nut cases who spread their wild conspiracy theories at two or three in the morning on a.m. radio suddenly were "journalists" on major networks.  

One of the ways in which networks formally proved that they were serving the public interest was their excellent and accurate news reporting. It took a loss. That seeming failure simply proved, or at least was offered as proof, that the network really cared about the public good and it was willing to lose money in order to provide accurate reporting. Today that sounds like a very lame and very bad joke.

Current news is very profitable entertainment and clickbait.  It is now so political that I am surprised they don't simply declare their party affiliation.


In other words, we need good leadership. The hope that what Reagan was doing would be overturned when a Democrat got back in office was quickly crushed by Bill Clinton's betrayal of everything the Democratic party  stood for, to be replaced by triangulation and neoliberalism.


Most people are not leader material. Traditionally, most of them were glad not to be. Today everybody is their own leader. They do their own research by rushing around biased media finding something that makes them feel good rather than think well. Then they rush around making themselves into their own private influencers and leaders by spreading the nonsense.


The conservatives at this time have two things right, but not in detail. The first is that our nation is in desperately bad trouble. What they don't understand is that the trouble afflicting our nation is them.

The second is that we need a good strong leader.  What they don't understand is that we need an honest, sincere, and intelligent leader who still understands what the term "public service" really means.

It would certainly also help if he was at least minimally honest.

We are here because the billionaires and the religious extremists formed an unholy alliance very similar to that of Ibn Saud and Ibn Wahhab.  That is, a religious dictatorship which supports the brutality and exploitation of the ruling class in return for creating the one and only official religion.

They want America to become at least a Christian version of Saudi Arabia, if not a Christian Iran. 

So far they're succeeding. 


In self-defense, let me conclude by pointing out that you did ask. I know you've heard much of this, if not all of it from me before, but, as I said 40 years ago,  I'm ringing a fire bell in the night and, as Peter Paul and Mary sang, I've got a bell and I've just gotta keep ringing it. 

The Power Of Christ

 R asked me, yet again, sometime ago, to write her story. I wrote her this poem which I was working on when she called me. Been working on it for quite a while now I'm not happy with it but at least it's an attempt to tell her story. It is told, obviously, from the view point of her abusive grandfather -- a defrocked minister.



The Power of Christ


The power of Christ compels thee

Submit to me, obey

I act as He directed

I fulfill His law 


It is as God intended

It is from the Will on high 

The Patriarch is chosen 

Mine is the hand of God


Silence is obedience

Good girls do not cry 

I give love and blessing 

Take them with a smile 


From Father to Son

From Son to me

From minister to man

It is mine to lead 


Do not tell your Father 

He is of the earth

Do not tell your Mother

She submitted too


Hush my child

Hush and smile

All is well

God says so


God gifted me

Dominion

I am Lord and master

You, my child my prey

Sunday, May 18, 2025

Roses Are Red

 The Red Rose and the Briar


My little Barbara Allen Hard hearted cutting  From the vine of me


Phase in phase out

Fill the sky

Fade to black 


Be here be gone

Be kind  be cruel

Be  love be hate


The rose bears thorns

The briar blooms

 Both tear flesh


Listen to the tolling

Hear the bells call

Hard hearted Barbara Allen


Friday, April 18, 2025

Promises

 My response to an article in the Washington Post on how emotionally and physically brutal was the birth of our nation.  The article also emphasized our ongoing struggle to fulfill the dreams and promises of that new nation.


https://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/interactive/2025/american-revolution-lexington-concord/


I am well aware of the reality that my country is far from perfect. However, I am also aware that nothing human is entirely perfect.

We have struggled. Too often we have failed. Yet we have never entirely forgotten our promise to attain liberty and justice for all.

At this moment in American history we face what is arguably the most serious threat to that promise that we have ever faced. Many of us are eager to throw our democracy down the garbage disposal and flip the switch on. Those of us who can see what is happening must not forget, must not abandon our effort to attain and maintain the ideals that have sustained us through 250 years of struggle.


>Yet the American creation story remains pertinent, vivid and exhilarating, a reminder that we are the beneficiaries of an enlightened political heritage handed down to us from that revolutionary generation. The bequest includes a legacy of personal liberty and strictures on how to divide power and prevent it from concentrating in the hands of authoritarians who think primarily of themselves. We cannot let that heritage slip away. We cannot permit it to be taken away. We cannot be oblivious to this priceless gift, or the hundreds of thousands of Americans who have given their lives to affirm and sustain it over the past two and a half centuries.<


Our nation did not have an easy birth.  In so many ways, the emotions of that time are very similar to what we are experiencing today. 


>“Everywhere distrust, fear, hatred, and abominable selfishness,” a Lutheran pastor outside Philadelphia wrote. “Parents and children, brothers and sisters, wife and husband were enemies to one another.”<


In spite of this bitter  dissent, which tore even families apart during the Revolution and in the Civil War, we endured and ultimately grew closer to fulfilling the promise of our nation. As hopeless as it seems at this moment, we can endure once again and take another step toward the fulfillment of our potential.

Sunday, March 16, 2025

Why Not Poetry

  Sixty Down One Hundred High

Melted light

A magic mirror

Break the ugly

Break the lovely

Charm it all

Into beauty

Blend it freshly

For my eyes




Orbitals

Earth and moon

Parent child

Circle dance

Shade and light

God and me

One and all

Orbital

Mechanics

In quantum

Phasing in

Fading out

Blurring here

Being there

Orbitals

Reality



Holyman


Our prophet is a madman

And his ravings taste of truth 


We are hungry and alone

The fires are burning low

The world we know is ending

We don’t know what will come


We cannot sit and idle

We will fight before we die

If we lash out hard and often

Surely something must be struck



So if we strike out blindly

Then admit at least we fight

Though all the lies are madness

They lend a shard of hope


Hope feeds not the stomach

It’s a panacea for the plague

The world will end tomorrow

Yet we still have our pride


Skies break above our heads

They shatter the sweet night

The cold inhabits all our souls

Lords of Chaos eat our hearts


The moon is quickly melting

 The stars are burning out

The demons rise from hell

And the world’s reduced to dust


Still we have fangs and claws

Our monsters dwell inside us

We are the nest that nurtures

The gotterdammering that we crave


Glory to our death we cry

We die not lonely or alone

We die united and as one

We die loud and proud


Our prophet is a madman

And his ravings taste of truth