The far right talking points are highly questionable...
yes, no doubt, and we can count on you to bring them here.
So fine, lets try to cut through the fog.
If the following is true, do you and SLAD propose that we have a war so as to disabuse Russia from having upstart notions such as this?
"Russia will not back down on Syria, Putin will not walk away from Assad as his ally.... Syria offers Russia the ONLY real water access on the Mediterranean side and therefore the Atlantic. They will not give up this port, It is a line in the sand for their defenses. Russia will (also) likely seek to expand its Atlantic footprint to hedge themselves"-
All these things will continue as long as coercion remains a central element of our mentality.
Some time ago a crazy dream came to me I dreamt I was walkin’ into World War Three I went to the doctor the very next day To see what kinda words he could say He said it was a bad dream I wouldn’t worry ’bout it none, though They were my own dreams and they’re only in my head
I said, “Hold it, Doc, a World War passed through my brain” He said, “Nurse, get your pad, this boy’s insane” He grabbed my arm, I said, “Ouch!” As I landed on the psychiatric couch He said, “Tell me about it”
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o’clock fast It was all over by quarter past I was down in the sewer with some little lover When I peeked out from a manhole cover Wondering who turned the lights on
Well, I got up and walked around And up and down the lonesome town I stood a-wondering which way to go I lit a cigarette on a parking meter and walked on down the road It was a normal day
Well, I rung the fallout shelter bell And I leaned my head and I gave a yell “Give me a string bean, I’m a hungry man” A shotgun fired and away I ran I don’t blame them too much though, I know I look funny
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand I seen a man I said, “Howdy friend, I guess there’s just us two” He screamed a bit and away he flew Thought I was a Communist
Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave “Let’s go and play Adam and Eve” I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin’ When she said, “Hey man, you crazy or sumpin’ You see what happened last time they started”
Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown And there was nobody aroun’ I got into the driver’s seat And I drove down 42nd Street In my Cadillac. Good car to drive after a war
Well, I remember seein’ some ad So I turned on my Conelrad But I didn’t pay my Con Ed bill So the radio didn’t work so well Turned on my record player— It was Rock-a-day Johnny singin’, “Tell Your Ma, Tell Your Pa Our Love’s A-gonna Grow Ooh-wah, Ooh-wah”
I was feelin’ kinda lonesome and blue I needed somebody to talk to So I called up the operator of time Just to hear a voice of some kind “When you hear the beep it will be three o’clock” She said that for over an hour And I hung up
Well, the doctor interrupted me just about then Sayin’, “Hey I’ve been havin’ the same old dreams But mine was a little different you see I dreamt that the only person left after the war was me I didn’t see you around”
Well, now time passed and now it seems Everybody’s having them dreams Everybody sees themselves Walkin’ around with no one else Half of the people can be part right all of the time Some of the people can be all right part of the time But all of the people can’t be all right all of the time I think Abraham Lincoln said that “I’ll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours” I said that
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
A question in your nerves is lit Yet you know there is no answer fit To satisfy, insure you not to quit To keep it in your mind and not forget That it is not he or she or them or it That you belong to
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But I mean no harm nor put fault On anyone that lives in a vault But it’s alright, Ma, if I can’t please him
Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child’s balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying
Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool’s gold mouthpiece the hollow horn Plays wasted words, proves to warn That he not busy being born is busy dying
Temptation’s page flies out the door You follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar You feel to moan but unlike before You discover that you’d just be one more Person crying
So don’t fear if you hear A foreign sound to your ear It’s alright, Ma, I’m only sighing
As some warn victory, some downfall Private reasons great or small Can be seen in the eyes of those that call To make all that should be killed to crawl While others say don’t hate nothing at all Except hatred
Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark Make everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark It’s easy to see without looking too far That not much is really sacred
While preachers preach of evil fates Teachers teach that knowledge waits Can lead to hundred-dollar plates Goodness hides behind its gates But even the president of the United States Sometimes must have to stand naked
An’ though the rules of the road have been lodged It’s only people’s games that you got to dodge And it’s alright, Ma, I can make it
Advertising signs they con You into thinking you’re the one That can do what’s never been done That can win what’s never been won Meantime life outside goes on All around you
You lose yourself, you reappear You suddenly find you got nothing to fear Alone you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks they really found you
A question in your nerves is lit Yet you know there is no answer fit To satisfy, insure you not to quit To keep it in your mind and not forget That it is not he or she or them or it That you belong to
Although the masters make the rules For the wise men and the fools I got nothing, Ma, to live up to
For them that must obey authority That they do not respect in any degree Who despise their jobs, their destinies Speak jealously of them that are free Cultivate their flowers to be Nothing more than something they invest in
While some on principles baptized To strict party platform ties Social clubs in drag disguise Outsiders they can freely criticize Tell nothing except who to idolize And then say God bless him
While one who sings with his tongue on fire Gargles in the rat race choir Bent out of shape from society’s pliers Cares not to come up any higher But rather get you down in the hole That he’s in
But I mean no harm nor put fault On anyone that lives in a vault But it’s alright, Ma, if I can’t please him
Old lady judges watch people in pairs Limited in sex, they dare To push fake morals, insult and stare While money doesn’t talk, it swears Obscenity, who really cares Propaganda, all is phony
While them that defend what they cannot see With a killer’s pride, security It blows the minds most bitterly For them that think death’s honesty Won’t fall upon them naturally Life sometimes must get lonely
My eyes collide head-on with stuffed Graveyards, false gods, I scuff At pettiness which plays so rough Walk upside-down inside handcuffs Kick my legs to crash it off Say okay, I have had enough, what else can you show me?
And if my thought-dreams could be seen They’d probably put my head in a guillotine But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
OP ED » Thu Oct 13, 2016 12:26 pm wrote:I don't personally feel particularly stressed. Maybe you guys should stop following all this shit like it actually matters.
It actually does matter and I think the most glaring thing about it is that it is all for a figurehead. This is why we are being drawn to it as moths to a flame. No escape, no matter what happens.
There is no me. There is no you. There is all. There is no you. There is no me. And that is all. A profound acceptance of an enormous pageantry. A haunting certainty that the unifying principle of this universe is love. -- Propagandhi
OP ED » Thu Oct 13, 2016 12:26 pm wrote:I don't personally feel particularly stressed. Maybe you guys should stop following all this shit like it actually matters.
It actually does matter and I think the most glaring thing about it is that it is all for a figurehead. This is why we are being drawn to it as moths to a flame. No escape, no matter what happens.
Let's not overemphasize the "we" here. Putin is doing the same jockeying and posturing that he's always done. Its just getting more play in the MSM than usual to accompany their day late/dollar short blitz on Trump. You're watching her campaign and confusing it with news.
Giustizia mosse il mio alto fattore: fecemi la divina podestate, la somma sapienza e 'l primo amore. :: ::
S.H.C.R.
Well that's just it. Whatever Putin is doing and shit we will also have to "pay attention" to. Not fair. But we're fucking stuck.
There is no me. There is no you. There is all. There is no you. There is no me. And that is all. A profound acceptance of an enormous pageantry. A haunting certainty that the unifying principle of this universe is love. -- Propagandhi
Thank you, too, Cordelia. Actually, my wife's interview went well today and she'd scheduled for another one. I also have some opportunities that opened up today. Nothing concrete yet, but it's moving in that direction.
The election itself doesn't really stress me out or bother me; it's everyone around me's reaction to it, both friends and family. I want to be around people because it's healthy, you know, but being around people has been rough with everyone's nerves on edge and the election looming. I think the worst thing is that they all want the election to matter to ME and it infuriates them that I'm not taking it as seriously as they are
82_28 » Thu Oct 13, 2016 4:20 pm wrote:Well that's just it. Whatever Putin is doing and shit we will also have to "pay attention" to. Not fair. But we're fucking stuck.
Nope. I'm pretty certain that Trump and Bill came up with plan years ago, probably on a rape-plane trip together to have tea with Putin's old advisory and this is all tremendous theatre. And not good theatre either. Hilary talks a lot about how aggressive she'll be, but I consider this roughly as true as all of her other talking points. Russia needs the US and it's stupid wars for the same reason it needs them, as an excuse to constantly increase the war budget. The same fake binary that exists in American politics existing in world politics. Its a dog and pony show, and no amount of cnn coverage convinces otherwise.
Giustizia mosse il mio alto fattore: fecemi la divina podestate, la somma sapienza e 'l primo amore. :: ::
S.H.C.R.
82_28 » Thu Oct 13, 2016 4:20 pm wrote:Well that's just it. Whatever Putin is doing and shit we will also have to "pay attention" to. Not fair. But we're fucking stuck.
Nope. I'm pretty certain that Trump and Bill came up with plan years ago, probably on a rape-plane trip together to have tea with Putin's old advisory and this is all tremendous theatre. And not good theatre either. Hilary talks a lot about how aggressive she'll be, but I consider this roughly as true as all of her other talking points. Russia needs the US and it's stupid wars for the same reason it needs them, as an excuse to constantly increase the war budget. The same fake binary that exists in American politics existing in world politics. Its a dog and pony show, and no amount of cnn coverage convinces otherwise.
I agree and am in lock step with you. It is exactly what I think. Sometimes I don't make myself as clear as I can because I just fire shit off. But this isn't going away one way or the other was essentially my point.
There is no me. There is no you. There is all. There is no you. There is no me. And that is all. A profound acceptance of an enormous pageantry. A haunting certainty that the unifying principle of this universe is love. -- Propagandhi
I think Op Ed's point is that we can safely ignore 99% of it because it really won't impact our day to day lives. We're lucky like that, here in America.
But it's kind of true. Unless bombs start dropping over Omaha, or a large-scale war tanks the markets, or presses our young relatives into military service, of course. And there's the rub, in order to PREVENT things like that from happening, we feel we have to be constantly informed and be involved. Of course, there are also many of us who actually care what happens to Syrians or Haitians, even if we can't do much to physically help them.
Sometimes we want to feel stress and pain for people thousands of miles away because there is little else we can do and maybe we owe it to them to, at least, have some empathy and acknowledge their suffering.
Iamwhomiam » Thu Oct 13, 2016 5:45 pm wrote:This: "Russia needs the US and it's stupid wars for the same reason it needs them, as an excuse to constantly increase the war budget."
And that's what all the war talk is about; to motivate the public to gain their approval to increase military spending.
While this makes eminent sense, war talk is known to raise the chances of real war, in many ways. An example:
Able Archer
The 1983 War Scare Declassified and For Real
All-Source Intelligence Report finds US-Soviet Nuclear Relations on "Hair Trigger" in 1983
Alert Air Force General acted "out of instinct, not informed guidance" to Stop Escalation of the Crisis
President Reagan: "Really Scary"
National Security Archive Electronic Briefing Book No. 533
Edited by Nate Jones, Tom Blanton, and Lauren Harper
And that's not considering the extent to which it's also possible these people are as demented, aggressive, and over-confident as they sound. Real kids play real chicken with real cars, you know?
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We meet at the borders of our being, we dream something of each others reality. - Harvey of R.I.
To Justice my maker from on high did incline: I am by virtue of its might divine, The highest Wisdom and the first Love.
