Just One Thing

No normal decent person is just one thing.

OK!?!

I got some shit I'm conservative about,

I got some shit I'm liberal about.

When it comes to crime, I'm conservative,

when it comes to prostitution, I'm liberal.

...Chris Rock...

Isadora Duncan

Isadora Duncan (May 26, 1877 – September 14, 1927) was an American dancer. She was born Angela Isadora Duncan in San Francisco, California. Isadora Duncan is considered by many to be the mother of modern dance. Although popular in the United States only in New York later in her life, she entertained throughout Europe.

Duncan's fondness for flowing scarves which trailed behind her was the cause of her death in a freak automobile accident in Nice, France, on the night of September 14, 1927, at the age of 50. The scarf was hand-painted silk from the Russian-born artist Roman Chatov. The accident gave rise to Gertrude Stein's mordant remark that "affectations can be dangerous."

Duncan was a passenger in the Amilcar automobile of a handsome French-Italian mechanic, Benoît Falchetto, whom she had nicknamed "Buggatti". Before getting into the car, she said to a friend, Mary Desti (mother of 1940s Hollywood writer-director Preston Sturges), and some companions, "Adieu, mes amis. Je vais à la gloire!" ("Goodbye, my friends, I am off to glory!"). However, according to the diaries of the American novelist Glenway Wescott, who was in Nice at the time and visited Duncan's body in the morgue (his diaries are in the Beinecke Library at Yale University), Desti admitted that she had lied about Duncan's last words. Instead, she told Wescott, the dancer actually said, "Je vais à l'amour" ("I am off to love"), which Desti considered too embarrassing to go down in history as the legend's final utterance, especially as it suggested that Duncan hoped that she and Falchetto were going to her hotel for a sexual assignation.

Whatever her actual last words, when Falchetto drove off, Duncan's immense handpainted silk scarf—a gift from Desti that was large enough to wrap around her body and neck and flutter out of the car, became entangled around one of the vehicle's open-spoked wheels and rear axle. As The New York Times noted in its obituary of the dancer on September 15, 1927, "Isadora Duncan, the American dancer, tonight met a tragic death at Nice on the Riviera. According to dispatches from Nice Miss Duncan was hurled in an extraordinary manner from an open automobile in which she was riding and instantly killed by the force of her fall to the stone pavement." Other sources describe her death as resulting from strangulation, noting that she was almost decapitated by the sudden tightening of the scarf around her neck.

Isadora Duncan was cremated, and her ashes were placed next to those of her beloved children in the columbarium at Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris.

Mirrors

"EXCERPTS REFLECTIONS ON FAME Each person you come to is a different mirror. And since you're just another person like them maybe you're just another mirror too, and there's no way of ever knowing whether your own view of yourself is just another distortion. Maybe all you ever see is reflections. Maybe mirrors are all you ever get. First the mirrors of your parents, then friends and teachers, then bosses and officials, priests and ministers, and maybe writers and painters too. That's their job too, holding up mirrors. But what controls all these mirrors is the culture if you run afoul of the culture it will start throwing up reflections that try to destroy you, or it will withdraw the mirrors and try to destroy you that way. Phaedrus could see how this celebrity could get to be like some sort of narcosis of mirrors where you have to have more and more supportive reflections just to stay satisfied. The mirrors take over your life and soon you don't know who you are. Then the culture controls you and when it takes away your mirrors and the public forgets you the withdrawal symptoms start to appear. And there you are, in the Zen hell of celebrity....Hemingway with the top of his head blown off, and Presley, full of prescription drugs" Robert Pirsig.

WAR, Inc.

In the 21st century,

great corporations will bestride the earth,

replacing nations as the true creators of history,

amassing powerful private armies to do their bidding.

Oral transmission in post-apocalypse sects

Savannah ..! Finn ..! look.
It's him. I finded him ..It's Captain Walker.

-What's his talk?
-He ain't made any wordstuff.
-It's a long track. Maybe he's burned out.
-Maybe.
-Maybe he's just listening.
Walker? Hello?
Maybe he's talking, but we ain't hearing.
You see ..his lips ain't moving.
Not with wordstuff, but maybe with sonic.
This is Delta-Fox-X-Ray. Can you hear me? Delta-Fox-X-Ray. Come in. Is anybody out there? Can you read me, Walker? What's up, Doc? Can you hear me,

Yeah, I can hear your ..who are you

-Quiet!
-Shut up!
-Enough!

Who are you?

We are the waiting ones.

Waiting for what?

Waiting for you.

And who am I?

I think he be testing us .. this a testing, Walker? …you reckon we been slack?

I don't know ..maybe you've been slack.

We ain't ..we kept it straight. It's all there. Everything marked ..everything 'membered. You wait, you'll see. This you knows. I be First Tracker. Times past count I done the Tell. But it weren't me that tumbled Walker. It was Savannah. So it's only right that she tell the Tell.

This ain't one body's story. It's the story of us all. We got it mouth-to-mouth. You got to listen it and 'member. 'Cause what you hears today ..you got to tell the birthed tomorrow.

I'm looking behind us now. ..across the count of time . .down the long haul, into history back. In the end what were the start. It's Pox-Eclipse, full of pain! And out of it we were birthed ..from crackling dust and fearsome time. It were full-on winter ..and Mr. Dead chasing them all. But one he couldn't catch. That were Captain Walker.

He gathers up a gang, takes to the air and flies to the sky! So they left their homes,said bidey-bye to the high-scrapers . .and what were left of the knowing, they left behind. Some say the wind just stoppered. Others reckon it were a gang called Turbulence. And after the wreck, some had been jumped by Mr. Dead . .but some had got the luck,and it leads them here.

One look and they's got the hots for it. They word it "Planet Earth. " "We don't need the knowing.We can live here. "

Time counts and keeps counting.They gets missing what they had. They get so lonely for the high-scrapers and the video. And they does the pictures so they'd 'member all the knowing that they lost.

'Member this?
-Tomorrow-morrow Land!
'Member this?
-The River of Light!
'Member this?
-Skyraft!
'Member this?
-Captain Walker!
'Member this?
-Mrs. Walker!

Then Captain Walker picked them of an age and good for a long haul. They counted twenty, and that were them. The great leaving. The rescue party departed at first light ..led by Flight Captain. Walker. "May God have mercy on our souls. " They said bidey-bye to them what they'd birthed.And from the nothing ..they looked back ..and Captain Walker hollered:

"Wait, one of us will come."
"Wait, one of us will come."

And somebody did come. .Walker! We's heartful to you, Captain Walker. We's ready now. Take us home. We kept it straight! Everything marked, everything 'membered!

You kept it real good. You ain't been slack.

Why are we waiting?

That ain't me ..you got the wrong guy.

-Quit joshing!
-Catch the wind.
-We got to see Tomorrow-morrow Land!
-Home! Tomorrow-morrow Land!

There were places like these.Cities. They were called cities.They had lots of knowing. They had skyscrapers ..videos and they had the sonic.Then this happened. This Pox-Eclipse happened, and it's finished. It isn't there anymore. You got to understand that this is home.And there ain’t no tomorrow Land ..and I ain't Captain Walker.

This is it!We's loaded and waiting, Captain. We got the wind up our arse, Captain. Let's go!Who's coming? We's pulling a leaving.

There ain't gonna be no leavings. All that's just jerking time.We's working it different. Ain't you seen nothing? He couldn't catch the wind. There weren't no skyrafting. There won't be no salvage-shun. This is our Tomorrow-morrow Land. He's proof of that.

Programmed! All of you programmed. If he ain't Captain Walker, who is he? He ain't no different to us. He slogged it on foot. If he can get here, we can get back.He ain't much bigger than us. Copilot did it. So why can't we? That's the trick of it. Who's coming? Across the nothing? Don't you 'member? When you finded him, he were half jumped by Mr. Dead. Nobody's saying it ain't a hard slog. If we wants the knowing, it ain't an easy ride.

Look ..! There ain't no knowing! There ain't no skyraft and no sonic. You slog out there to nothing! Worse than nothing. The first place you'll find is a sleaze pit called Bartertown. If the earth doesn't swallow you up,that place will.

Don't listen to im ..! He's got wordstuff out his ass! Whoever's got the juice, track with us.

Now listen good! I'm not Captain Walker. I'm the guy who keeps Mr. Dead in his pocket. I say we're gonna stay here. And we'll live a long time and we'll be thankful. Right?

Yeah right .. whoever's got the juice, track with us.

Genocide and Mass Murder

However this happened, whoever did it, it's business as usual for the human race. The killing of thousands of innocent people on this particular day of infamy isn't anything out of the ordinary for you earth creatures. Isn't it just a repeat of what's been going on with this "Planet of the Apes" since the day you got here? The history of your pitifull existence is littered with innumerable examples of genocide and mass murder commited brother against brother in an endless theater of bloodletting. Starting with the Roman Empire, 50,000 spectators were entertained with gladiatorial games, executions and animal hunts. An estimated 500,000 people and over a million wild animals died in the Colosseum games. Let's go down the list: the Peloponnesian War, the genocides of Amalekites and Midianites, the destruction of Carthage, the Mongol horsemen of Genghis Khan, the un-ending religious wars, the eradication of as many as 100 million indigenous natives of the Americas, the complete extinction of the Tasmanian Aboriginal population, the War in the Vendée, The Jallianwala Bagh Massacre, the Philippine-American War, the Herero and Namaqua Genocide in German South-West Africa, War of the Three Kingdoms, the complete destruction of the Zunghar people, the Armenian Genocide, the Assyrian Genocide, the Greek genocide, the Spanish civil war, the Nazi holocaust of the Jews, the American civil war, the genocide against the Don Cossacks, World War One, the Guatemalan civil war, the Srebrenica genocide, the Rwandan Genocide, the Bangladesh War of 1971, Béla Kun's ethnic cleansing against Turkish and Crimean Tatars and other minorities in 1921-22, World War Two, Lenin's Red Terror, Stalin's Great Purge, the Korean War, Mao's suppression of counterrevolutionaries, Pol Pot's Killing Fields, massacres at the partition of India, or the Hama, Tlatelolco massacres, and the mass killing of communists by Suharto's New Order, War and Genocide in East Timor, Soviet invasion of Afghanistan, the Nanjing Massacre, the Katyn Forest Massacre of Polish citizens, the Bombing of Chongqing, the Blitz, the bombing of Dresden and Hamburg, Pearl Harbor, the Atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, the Vietnam War, the Ethiopian Red Terror, the Halabja poison gas attack, The Persian Gulf War, the genocide in Tibet, the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, should I stop there or keep going? You earthlings have spent the past ten thousand years perfecting your killing skills. You are very good at it. I don't know how long you will last.

Terrorist?

This is a bumper sticker my company printed for a gentleman. It has caused somewhat of an uproar along the lines of:

"What's with the terrorism bumper sticker?!"

"Death to America! That's what it's got to say."

"Today of all days?! Who is this guy?"

My response:

"He told me it says, 'Do not despair. God is with you.' You guys watch entirely too much Fox News. It's a sticker about HOPE!!"

The general uproar:

"It has a picture of a GUN!"

......

Please, please, someone who knows, help me out here.

As a wise man says, "Terrorism is the war of the poor."

Smashing brain cells

I’m sitting here shivering on a beach near Refugio around sunset ..and wondering why Hurricane Jimena never delivered the 5-foot waves it promised. I’m not terribly disappointed though. I’m OK just sitting here feeling composed. Watching the water. Looking back. I believe that riding waves in my early days instilled confidence that has persisted throughout my life. And transferred to a lot of other things. It’s helped me ride out broken relationships ..negotiate tricky business deals ..and basically overcome a lot of the major fuck-ups of adult life. I’m not saying that I’m a perfect example of a self-assured human being or anything. Far from it. But I do believe that a small measure of mastery early in life goes a long way toward helping people weather storms later in life. For me, I’d say it was summers spent riding waves at sunrise in Newport ..catching the ferry at noon ..riding waves at Laguna until sunset ..then crashing campsites in San Clemente till dawn. It made me realize that waves aren’t just something I ride ..they’re cycles of energy I follow. They pick me up in the morning, heightening my senses ..and hurl me down slopes of fluid exhilaration ..refreshing my mind and deconstructing any networks of negative thought I may have built up since last time. It is most therapeutic. I have a profound reverence for the dynamics of the ocean and, by extension, a high regard for the forces of nature ..the nature of people and, in some small and inexplicably visceral way ..the dynamics of the universe at large. That’s probably saying a lot, I know, but sitting here with my feet buried in the sand and watching sunrays shoot across the water .. I’m not sure I care a whole heck of a lot.

K-PAX

Change the way you look at the world

My Enemy

If I destroy my enemy.....


I destroy myself.....


If I save my enemy.....


I save myself.....


If I know my enemy.....


I know myself.....


If I love my enemy.....


I love myself.....

Coastal zone

We used to call them swamps. Oil companies dumped sludge into them. Real estate developers excavated them ..and built pricey coastal communities like Marina Del Rey. Just north of there, surfers in Santa Monica began getting sick ..with symptoms ranging from skin rashes to heart attacks. I used to get ear infections. Investigators discovered high levels of toxins in the water ..both natural and man-made ..and began closing beaches for like months at a time. We don’t call them swamps any longer. They’re ‘estuaries’ ..and they serve a purpose .. filtering runoff before it goes into the ocean ..removing contaminants .. keeping the shoreline hospitable ..and the ocean sustainable (ask a fisherman). The Bolsa Chica wetlands is the only one remaining in Southern California that hasn’t been developed to the point where it’s lost all of that. A 40-year old feud between developers and environmentalists has kept it that way. Fanatical environmentalists. I’ll bet you there’s not one person surfing the nearby river jetty who hasn’t gotten sick.

The New Deal

In 1935 as part of the New Deal in the United States,
the Farm Security Administration (FSA) was an effort
during the Depression to combat American rural poverty.


The FSA is famous for its small but
highly influential photography program, 1935-44,
that portrayed the challenges of rural poverty.


You can see a portion of this collection at the
Prints and Photographs Division, Library of Congress

Numbers

Today is 09/09/09


it's just another day


not an "evil" day

What USA Seeks to Destroy and How Muslims will React

This article was written in response to an e mail from a very senior US policy maker addressed to me in May 2002.

Basically it was a re-phrasing of what I told him how Muslims will react in response to US invasion of Afghanistan and Iraq.

Although I am a leftist and free thinker this is how I thought Muslim extremists would react.

Over passage of years I believe in it more and more.

Freud was right as I read many years earlier his " Future of an Illusion " in 1985.

USA is neither Christian nor rightist.It is a minority ruled state at war with all the worlds oppressed regardless of whether they belong to any race or religion.


Article I wrote for Daily Nation Lahore 21 June 2002. The Nation published it again in AUGUST 2002. Also published on www.orbat.com the article drew some very outraged responses from US readers:---



WHAT USA SEEKS TO DESTROY

A.H Amin

The three cardinal attributes of today's geopolitics are "globalisation", "non ideological international themes" and "emphasis on economics" rather than "ideological conflict" as the key theme in international relations. It is another thing that below the surface "ideology remains a key issue", "the desire to enslave smaller or weakerstates by larger or stronger states" remains the key issue and "globalisation" is but another name of capitalism practiced at a globalscale.

The so called unipolar system also has limitations and is being repeatedly challenged, if not conventionally, then unconventionally as proved by events of 9/11. The famous philosopher Toffler may have re-defined power but human nature remains the same as it was 2,500 years ago. US Think Tanks and so called experts may advance subtle theses but the underlying conflict is the same i.e. a West which adopted Eastern Christianity and refashioned it as per Barbarian ideals versus an East with a different mindset and a different set of values.

The international capitalist order was challenged by French Revolution and the Communist Revolution in Russia but the power of the imperialistic exploiters could not be broken. Nonetheless without USSR military aid the Arabs could not have survived Israeli hegemonism. This is an irrefutable historical reality.

Long ago the West's present dilemma was summed up by one of its greatest historian Gibbon in the following words "Yet this apparent security should not tempt us to forget that new enemies and unknown dangers may possibly arise from some obscure people, scarcely visible in the map of the world". In the same paragraph Gibbon cited the example of the Arabs who had "languished in poverty and contempt" till the advent of Islam when in Gibbon's words Islam" breathed into those same bodies the soul of enthusiasm".

When modern US thinkers with links with US State decision making and analytical bodies state with confidence that "ideology is no longer fashionable" and that "international terrorism" is the key issue who are they fooling. If this line of thinking is to be followed, whenever any White Man or a Jewish man dies it is terrorism while whenever any non-White or Muslim dies this is casualty inflicted in sheer self defence in the war against terrorism. A stooge is a man who was protected by USSR and a King or Emir or a president protected by US Forces or US aid is a perfect patriot.

Take the "Firebombing of Tokyo" on the fateful night of 9/10 March 1945. On that night the US Airforce in the proud words of an American writer" conducted the most destructive air raid in history". Sixteen square miles of Tokyo were destroyed and some 83,793 Japanese civilian were killed mostly by third degree burns while some 40,918 were injured. A US General proudly exclaimed "It made a lot of sense to kill skilled workers". Compare this with US position on 9/11. If for a moment we accept that 9/11 was a great outrage in which some 3,000 were killed not all of them skilled, what was Tokyo Raid of March 1945?

There is a subtle motivation here. An ulterior geopolitical agenda. The West still fears ideology which it abandoned after 1945 in favour of shameless materialism. It fears men who cannot be bought, who have no fear for the tomorrow, who cannot be stopped by a NATO or the wide Atlantic or wider Pacific. USSR may have been a more synthetic state but the men motivated to die without motivated by the CIA pumped dollar via Silent Soldiers is a more dangerous specie. Enters the Asian and African Collaborator Regimes. Liberal Presidents, subtle Emirs, Egalitarian Kings, all mustered like Sepoy Jahan Khan in the First World War to fight the War against Terror. The Soviets were more naïve if less morally defective than the American decision makers. The Americans seek to accomplish enslavement through more sophisticated methods. Thus one of their intellectuals states in an article that "unlike centuries past, when war was the great arbiter, today the most interesting type of power do not come out of the barrel of the gun".

Today this man says "there is a much bigger pay off in getting others to want what you want". And there is no shortage of collaborators, ambitious men who usurped power whether it was after the downfall of Ottoman Empire with British or French money or in Egypt or Pakistan or in Indonesia.

Somewhere deep inside the US decision makers are at a loss to admit as to how with a 30 Billion USD intelligence budget, 13 Federal Organisations dealing with Intelligence and some 30,000 eavesdroppers employed by USA's National Security Agency was the Al Qaeda able to strike. Compare 30 Billion USD per year spent since two decades with maybe 4 Billion USD lost in 9/11. If the East or the Islamic World has any edge over the West it is in willingness to sacrifice rather than materialism and selfishness.

What the West and particularly the USA fears is not nuclear weapons but men motivated by ideology. Men who cannot be bought like the so many Emirs, Kings and Military Presidents from Morocco till Pakistan.

The world has not changed from Gibbons' times. The New Barbarians as the USA sees the Muslim radicals are more dangerous because they cannot be bought. Because they have operational talent and strategic acumen. Because they do not beg like Sadat for a Camp David but fight with their limbs rather than Stingers. What the US seeks is destruction of ideology which as per one theme presently floated in the so called prestigious National Defence College at Islamabad is no longer fashionable.

This is the Clash of Civilisation and will continue till this world exists or till the USA discovers a new planet where human beings can survive and to which the Americans will migrate after all the mineral resources of this world are exhausted and we are left to die without water or fuel.

If this is so and if low intensity war is the only way in which the conventionally weaker forces can defeat the conventionally stronger forces then so be it. If extremism in thought or ideology is out of fashion and out of favour with USA and its camp followers, so be it. If we are in any case condemned to be sub humans in a world order dominatedby the G-7 and have no other recourse but to fight with bomb, dagger or suicide explosive pack then so be it.

Jala kay Mashal-i-Jaan, Hum Junoon-Sifaat Chalay. Jo Ghar ko aag lagaay,hamarey saath chalay.

Translation of the above verse in Urdu done for my dear friend Oberon who cares to read what I write

God Bless You Oberon

(lighting the oil torch of passionate faith we the fearless fanatics proceed into the arena,anyone who accompanies us to fight must first set his own house and all his /her assets on fire)

Altered states

Notes from Cuzco, Peru ~ April 1977

On the slopes of the Andes, in a yurt overlooking a sage-green valley, I’m participating in a peyote ceremony that has taken place here for over 1,000 years. I’m collecting data for my senior thesis: ‘The neurological basis of hallucinations’. However, none of my faculty advisers know I’m here, and if they did ..they would probably deny any involvement. I’m here because I want to experience, first hand, the psychological effects of a guided peyote session the way it’s practiced by South American Indians ..and not for purposes of recreation the way I used to. I have a theory that human nature follows a cycle; it fluctuates between the need for ‘order and stability’ ..followed by the need for ‘exploration and rebellion’ against order and stability. I arrived at this theory from reading books by Aldous Huxley, as well as personal experience. I’m hardly able to sustain a committed relationship for more than a few months. Anyway, I believe that early Indian cultures had less destructive ways to deal with this cycle that didn’t involve excessive alcohol, domestic violence or broken homes. The peyote ceremony is, in a sense, a ‘guided’ exploration into altered states of consciousness ..followed by a gentle period of ‘re-entry’ that allows participants to integrate their extra-ordinary experiences with the ordinary reality of everyday life. It satisfies the need for exploration in a way that is far less disruptive, and way more conducive, to the well being of the individual and the tribe.

Exploration: The session begins ..our Guide is waving a rope of burning incense ...intended to awaken our senses. A drum beat softly repeats ..intended to strengthen our bond to the present. Tea is poured and cups ceremoniously passed between participants sitting cross-legged around a low bronze table. The simple act of sharing also helps bring us back to the present. I feel grounded and eagerly await whatever forms my altered perception may take. After experiencing several waves of nausea ..followed by tea .. images of early childhood begin to appear ..rising and falling .. over and over .. leaving me clutching at something for security (later I find my shirt lying bunched-up and wet on the floor beside me). Our Guide gently reminds us to watch these images flow until they vanish. Next, the blows of adolescence appear ..rising and falling ..leaving me feeling bruised and vulnerable until I’m barely able to hold back my tears. Our Guide gently reminds us to watch these images flow until they vanish. Now I hear someone playing a flute. Sounds soothing. Now I feel alternating sensations of tea and mango splash down my throat. Sweet and refreshing. I pass the plate from one grinning face to another. Now I’m grinning. Now it looks like I’m sitting between two huge grinning masks ..suspended in space. One of them starts laughing ..then another ..and another ..until everyone is rocking with waves of laughter. I feel a grip loosening, and worries, stretching back as far as I can remember ..lift like fog. I feel euphoric. But it isn’t long before the feeling of euphoria turns into panic. I’m looking down and there’s nothing there ..it's like I’m hanging over an abyss. Without the customary sense of worry, my psyche collapses like a house of cards. I scream and lose consciousness. When I awake, I recall lying with my head in the lap of one of the female assistants ..while she wipes my face with cool water. I’m shaking.

Re-entry: I’m listening to our Guide give instructions for re-entry (we were also given a copy of these to take with us). It went something like this: “..as you return, remember ..a river comes out of the mountains ..flowing and cohesive. Its power comes from yielding .. overcoming what’s hardest with what’s softest. As you return, remember ..follow the watercourse way ..choose harmony over quarreling. As you return, remember ..follow the watercourse way .. throw the portals of your tent open and pay homage to what’s light in the world. As you return, remember ..follow the watercourse way .. the soft quality of your mind will overcome the hardness of the obstacles you face. Remember, follow the watercourse way …the watercourse way …the watercourse way ..” and I could hardly forget. I could still hear these words echoing in my head for weeks afterward while I finished writing my thesis and submitted it for a round of grueling final arguments. I think it helped. Either that or they just caved.

"Hillary-The Movie"

Hillary: The Movie, a slashing critique of then-Sen. Hillary Clinton, is taking center stage tomorrow at the U.S. Supreme Court, where the film's producers are using it to challenge the McCain-Feingold campaign finance law.

During the 2008 presidential primary campaign, a conservative advocacy group called Citizens United produced Hillary: The Movie, a 90-minute documentary that was available on DVD and came and went quickly in theaters. The group wanted to run it on cable TV as an on-demand movie and maintained that it was not subject to federal campaign rules because the movie did not say explicitly that people should vote for or against Clinton.

Now this case, involving the Hillary movie, has morphed into a broad attack on McCain-Feingold again. It is also an attack on the notion, first put forth by the Supreme Court more than 100 years ago, that corporate contributions from general treasury funds can be banned.

Representing Citizens United on Tuesday is Ted Olson, who as solicitor general in the Bush administration successfully defended the McCain-Feingold law in the Supreme Court six years ago. This time he is on the other side, attacking the law as it has been applied and contending that corporations should be allowed to spend unlimited amounts of their general treasury funds in campaigns.

"What is the matter with corporations? Are they inherently evil? Corporations — just as much as individuals — are entitled to protection under the First Amendment," Olson says.

But Larry Noble, former general counsel for the Federal Election Commission, counters that this case is not really about small nonprofit corporations and their corporate contributors.

"What Citizens United is doing here is its actually making a broadside attack on the corporate prohibition," Noble says.
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(Would you accept a ruling that gives corporate entities the same rights as a person?)

Finding Footing

Transience is one thing

Detachment is another

Kills me when you say

To never even bother

I hate it when you’re right

But not because I’m wrong:

I’m scared of how it is

And I knew it all along

Sincerity is everything

But watch it fade away

Emotional obscurity

When nothing’s here to stay

Struggling to find

Common middle ground

Impermanence has got me

Completely overwhelmed

To love is to let go

Is there even time for that?

Wanting not to bother now

That’s my epitaph

Can’t do it though

I never really could

My sincerity will kill me

Sometimes I wish it would

Transience is one thing

Detachment is another

Kills me when you say

To never even bother

A Culture of Corruption

Published on Thursday, April 6, 2006 by the Washington Spectator

A Culture of Corruption

Let's Save Our Democracy by Getting Money Out of Politics
by Bill Moyers

Money is choking our democracy to death. Our elections are bought out from under us and our public officials are doing the bidding of mercenaries. So powerful is the hold of wealth on politics that we cannot say America is working for all Americans. The majority may support such broad social goals as affordable medical coverage for all, decent wages for working people, safe working conditions, a secure retirement, and clean air and water, but there is no government "of, by, and for the people" to deliver on those aspirations.

Our system of privately financed campaigns has shut regular people out of any meaningful participation in democracy. Less than one-half of one percent of all Americans made a political contribution of $200 or more to a federal candidate in 2004. When the average cost of winning a seat in the House of Representatives has topped $1 million, we can no longer refer to that chamber as "The People's House." Congress belongs to the highest bidder.

At the same time that the cost of getting elected is exploding beyond the reach of ordinary people, the business of influencing our elected representatives has become a growth industry. Since President Bush was elected the number of registered lobbyists in Washington has more than doubled. That's 16,342 lobbyists in 2000 and 34,785 last year: 65 lobbyists for every member of Congress. The total spent per month by special interests wining, dining, and seducing federal officials is now nearly $200 million. PER MONTH!

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Self medication

I’ve learned through experience that delusions, brought on by capricious mental activity, are best left ignored. Like passing clouds, there’s not one worth hanging on to. There’s a practice I learned called ‘grounding’ that I find valuable. It helps me disengage from delusional thinking by anchoring to something in my immediate surroundings. The goal is to bring myself out of the grips of a delusion, or an intrusive memory, by way of the senses. Anytime symptoms come on, whatever form they may take ..it’s a good time to practice this exercise. I start by looking at five things nearby and begin naming them ..being specific and detailed. For example, I see my dog and say: “ ..shaggy brown hair and wet nose ..” or “..black computer speakers with silver lettering” and so on. Next, I name five things I hear, like the humming of a fan or the whoosh of passing cars, and so forth. Then I name five things I feel by sense of touch, like the jeans against my legs; the soles of my feet on the ground, and so on. I concentrate on sensing things the way they actually are ..careful not to replace them with the way I think they should be. I repeat the whole process a couple of times ..earning extra points if I become so wrapped up in my senses that I lose count. The idea is to make delusions disperse and fade into the background like the meaningless noise that they are.

Subterfuge of Dinosaurs

"Left-wing, chicken-wing, it's all the same to me".....Woody Guthrie.

Why would anyone have contempt for an educated person? I'll tell you why, it's because new information and discoveries have always challenged the beliefs of the past. The evolution of perspective inevitably changes the way we see reality and the world we live in. There are many who take up the mantle of conservatism to protect and insulate themselves and their beliefs from the perceived attack on their reality of the truth. The more extreme fundamentalist conservatives create and promote their own limited views by enshrining them in "legitimate" vehicles such as museums and encyclopedias. So today, for the purpose of shining the light of truth into the darkness of ignorance, I offer but two examples of how this practice can be harmful and dangerous and, dare I say it, specious, subterfuge, deception, dishonesty, etc.

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The website "Conservapedia" is a "copy-cat" online encyclopedia that mimics Wikipedia in order to gain "legitimacy" on the internet.

"The Conservapedia project has come under significant criticism for factual inaccuracies and factual relativism. Conservapedia has been compared to CreationWiki, a wiki written from the perspective of creationism, and Theopedia, a wiki covering the Bible. Some writers have compared it with new conservative websites competing with mainstream ones, such as MyChurch, a Christian version of social networking site MySpace, and GodTube, a Christian version of video site YouTube. The Guardian of the United Kingdom has referred to the Conservapedia's politics as "right-wing".

Thomas Eugene Flanagan, a conservative professor of political science at the University of Calgary, has argued that Conservapedia is more about religion, specifically Christianity, than conservatism and that it "is far more guilty of the crime they're attributing to Wikipedia" than Wikipedia itself. Matt Millham of the military-oriented newspaper Stars and Stripes called Conservapedia "a Web site that caters mostly to evangelical Christians". Its scope as an encyclopedia, according to its founders, "offers a historical record from a Christian and conservative perspective." APC magazine perceives this to be representative of Conservapedia's own problem with bias.

The project has also been criticized for promoting a dichotomy between conservatism and liberalism and for promoting relativism with the implicit idea that there "often are two equally valid interpretations of the facts". Matthew Sheffield, columnist for The Washington Times and contributor to the conservative Media Research Center blog NewsBusters, argued that conservatives concerned about bias should contribute more often to Wikipedia rather than use Conservapedia as an alternative since he felt that alternative websites like Conservapedia are often "incomplete". Author Damien Thompson says Conservapedia "is to dress up nonsense as science".

Allegations of homophobia have also been raised against Conservapedia. Bryan Ochalla, writing for the LGBT ("lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender") magazine The Advocate, referred to the project as "Wikipedia for the bigoted." (read more)

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The "Creation Museum" is a laughable use of the word museum and another example of mimicry to gain a sense of legitimacy. Mimicry can be another form of deception.

"The Creation Museum is a "museum" that presents an account of the origins of the universe, life, mankind, and man's early history according to a literal reading of the Book of Genesis. Its exhibits reject universal common descent, along with most other central tenets of evolution, and assert that the Earth and all of its life forms were created 6000 years ago over a six-day period. In particular, exhibits promote the claim that humans and dinosaurs once coexisted, and dinosaurs were on Noah's Ark. The museum exhibits are at odds with the vast majority of scientists who accept that the Earth is approximately 4.5 billion years old, and that the dinosaurs became extinct 65.5 million years before human beings arose. The museum has generated criticism by the scientific community, several groups of educators, Christian groups opposed to young Earth creationism, and in the general press.

Professor Lord Robert Winston visited the museum and remarked, "I admit I was dismayed by what I saw at the Ken Ham museum. It was alarming to see so much time, money and effort being spent on making a mockery of hard won scientific knowledge. And the fact that it was being done with such obvious sincerity, somehow made it all the worse."

Educators criticizing the museum include the National Center for Science Education. The NCSE collected over 800 signatures from scientists in the three states closest to the museum (Kentucky, Indiana, and Ohio) on the following statement: "We, the undersigned scientists at universities and colleges in Kentucky, Ohio, and Indiana, are concerned about scientifically inaccurate materials at the Answers in Genesis museum. Students who accept this material as scientifically valid are unlikely to succeed in science courses at the college level. These students will need remedial instruction in the nature of science, as well as in the specific areas of science misrepresented by Answers in Genesis."

NCSE director Eugenie Scott characterized the Creation Museum as "the Creationist Disneyland." The Guardian called the facility "quite possibly...one of the weirdest museums in the world." Physicist Lawrence Krauss has called on media, educators, and government officials to shun the museum and says that its view is based on falsehoods. Krauss said that the facility is "as much a disservice to religion as it is to science."

The museum has also been criticized by Christians who are not young Earth creationists. Notable among them is geologist Greg Neyman of Answers in Creation, an old earth creationism ministry. Neyman released a press kit dealing with the museum's grand opening in which he said: "They will see the museum, and recognize its faulty science, and will be turned away from the church.

The Rev. Mendle Adams, pastor of St. Peter's United Church of Christ in Cincinnati, Ohio, said it calls into question the whole Christian concept and "makes us a laughing stock." Roman Catholic theologian John Haught sees little merit in the museum, saying it will cause an "impoverishment" of religion. Michael Patrick Leahy, editor of the magazine Christian Faith and Reason, says that by replacing the scientific method with biblical literalism, the museum undermines the credibility of all Christians and makes it easy to represent Christians as irrational.

Lisa Park, a professor of paleontology at University of Akron who is also an Elder in the Presbyterian Church was particularly disturbed by the museums depiction that war, famine and natural disasters are the result of a belief in evolution. She stated: "I think it's very bad science and even worse theology...and the theology is far more offensive to me. I think there's a lot of focus on fear, and I don't think that's a very Christian message...I find it a malicious manipulation of the public."

The museum has also been accused of using 19th century human evolution theories, since refuted, to promote the idea that different human races came from Noah's descendants dispersing after the Confusion of Tongues at the Tower of Babel. In August 2009, more than 300 people part of the Secular Student Alliance took a tour of the venue, along with P.Z. Myers, an evolutionary biologist at the University of Minnesota, Morris. Scientists in the group, such as chemist William Watkin, commented about how scientifically wrong the displays are. Myers posted an account of the tour on his blog, including condemning the venue for "promoting the Hamite theory of racial origins, that ugly idea that all races stemmed from the children of Noah, and that black people in particular were the cursed offspring of Ham."

In a March 2007 Newsweek poll conducted by Princeton Survey Research Associates International, 48% of respondents agreed with the statement "God created humans pretty much in the present form at one time within the last 10,000 years or so." According to an ABC news poll, 60% of Americans believe that "God created the world in six days." (read more)

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A warning to those who would attempt to subvert the truth, it will bite you in the end. Perspective cannot be used to change or distort the truth, the truth is, with or without your perspective. There has always existed an age old battle between old and new, liberal and conservative, there is nothing inherently evil about either but both can be usurped. The neo-conservative is a wolf in sheeps clothing, an injured wolf, just like the ultra-liberal, both are extremists dealing in absolutes, both are undesirable. I understand how new and conflicting truths can threaten to destroy an entire life of belief, don't be afraid of the truth. And what of the holdouts? We will have to drag them, kicking and screaming, into the 21st century.

"The modern conservative is engaged in one of man's oldest exercises in moral philosophy, that is, the search for a superior moral justification for selfishness".....John Kenneth Galbraith.

Slipstream

There’s a stream running through my head. I sit and watch it go by ~ one instance after another. When I try to push it ~ or tweak it ~ I disperse it. Now I’ve got several streams running through my head. I see images of my father holding me on his knee ~ Jisho Perry stops by; but can’t stay for tea ~ my neighbor Don appears telling me it’s going to be a good day. I see images of Big Sur smoldering after another fire and I start to feel anxious. Now I’m trying to peek at instances that haven’t arrived yet. I hear Jisho's voice gently reminding me that I’m leaning forward too far ~ but it’s too late ~ I’m tumbling head over heels ~ hoping I’ll land someplace soft. I’m lying on my back when Dr. Jones leans over and says I gotta’ get a grip ~ I'm having an out-of-sequence experience. Now I’m behind the wheel of a jeep and the warning signs are coming up fast ~ curva peligrosa ~ I swerve to avoid them when I hear sirens begin to wail. But ‘la policía’ are all in my head ~ it's my wheels that are screeching ..spraying dirt and sand from the desert bed.

Alive

So I'm alive.
But I drown myself in an ocean of ideals.

I know reality well.
But my dreams I know even better.

I'm stuck in the way things are.
But maybe my freedom is the first step to the world's.

The magic of knowing

Diego Garcia - Indian Ocean

This is Diego Garcia.

I spent a year of my life on "the rock"

as a meteorologist and upper air specialist.

On July 1,1974 we became Naval Weather Service

Environmental Detachment Diego Garcia.

Being an original member of the N.W.S.E.D.

I became a "plank owner", Diego Garcia.

I own a piece of this rock.

It was the best time of my life.

Google Speaks

Google's homepage logo for today

contains a cryptic message about something

once only whispered about with trepidation.

The question of other-world visitors has been

the subject of intense scientific study

by our government for more than 60 years.

They won't tell you the truth,

they are afraid you will go crazy.

Most of all they are afraid that this truth

will change the world, and they are right.

The truth is much stranger than any fiction.

They are here...they have always been here.


The Disclosure Project
Lunomaly Research Group
Dr. Edgar Mitchell-Apollo 14
Travis Walton-Fire in the Sky

Coastal poem

I hike up to a shady grove
and sit beside a wandering stream.
Watch water splash over polished stones
of silver, red and green
then disappear through the ferns
and whatever else that grows
under a canopy of redwood trees
somewhere above the coastal zone.

Space Shuttle Video STS-80

Buddha road

Buddha’s observations on the nature of the mind come closer to modern-day neuroscience than any other philosophy I’ve read ..and his investigations did not end there ~ they had just begun. He saw how mental activity was mostly noise. A mixture of chatter ..imaginary offenses ..anticipatory dread ..feelings of betrayal and other fabrications. For six years he practiced watching this stream of debris flow by and vanish ..until he realized that there was nothing substantial or permanent about any of it ..and that believing so only created suffering. He continued down this road ..going past the conceptual ..through the neuro-sensory ..and beyond the phenomenal layers of consciousness. The further he went ..the freer he felt ..until he punched a hole through the ceiling and found an ever-expanding universe where all living beings are interconnected ..and he saw, first-hand, how the true nature of existence lay beyond the momentary vicissitudes of thought and feeling. He felt relief .. the fear of separation vanished. He chose to return and help others find the way out. We still hear the echo of his teachings resonating today. I do anyway.

Summer Commentaries

The incessant rhythm of the ocean is reminiscent of the
beginnings of life and the
relentless beauty of the human heart.
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The seemingly limitless ocean
vast and mysterious
is a wondrous organism
whose vitality is a measure of the
planet’s well being.
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As i watch a pair of twin white butterflies
cavort among the daisies and a
hummingbird defy gravity with
lusty and diaphanous wings,
i realize that summer has taken hold of me.

I am prepared for such sweet surrender
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Gliding through shallow inlets on
lake washington near the arboretum
in our steadfast canoe,
we chance upon a
great blue heron in all his
majestic stature and
magnificent indifference to our
uninvited appearance.

An eagle, an osprey
circling majestically overhead
lifted by the exuberant summer air,

soothed by such delights,
we imbibe the present like the
inhabitants we were meant to be.
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Madronna -
gnarled aching branches
sheds its orange filamentous coat
like a desert snake,
revealing its hardwood resilience.

Nude Descending A Staircase

painting by Marcel Duchamp 1912