Showing posts with label anti-christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anti-christmas. Show all posts

Scam Society or Honest Society?

Bullies seek to co-opt the decent.
In practice it is both a behaviour pattern (unconscious), and a deliberate tactic (conscious).
If the bully cannot co-opt, the bully will denigrate the target in the eyes of others, the on-lookers, the bystanders, the target population.
'Corbyn is a Marxist', 'Corbyn is un-electable' , 'Corbyn is an anti-Semite' are all untrue, and the reason these untruths are spoke is because he would not press the Nuke trigger. That's the real reason the established power networks hate him so much.
It has nothing to do with Socialism.

The issue is with being willing to follow orders. to be willing to press the trigger, to launch mass death upon an innocent population, Because when he is stating that he would not press it, and would in fact seek to disarm it, that is publicly rejecting their co-opting of the job of Prime Minister into that of a Warlord.
However the bullies cannot speak the truth, they cannot say "We will never let a pacifist have the power to stop War!"

Instead they lay allegations against him, with ad hominem twist for spice, and then associate him with a hate figure. It is when one understands this behaviour, that one tends to look more closely, and observing the precise moment of co-option, then immediately defusing that trigger, that this kind of bullying is disabled.
You knock it on the head there and then. You name it. You say 'This Emperor is Naked!'

This is the only way to activate the will of the people, the energy and engagement of the people with what is happening. People will only respond if they can see that there is ruthless honesty and it is clearly felt, absolutely understood.

When that practice is common amongst the electorate, we will see progressive change, because we will be driving it.

The Bullies will not, obviously, volunteer in this effort, and will resist any such efforts by every tool of disruption.

Hence the need for active engagement with understanding grooming, manipulating people through studied vulnerabilities.

Hence the active divisive marketing machine going over drive.
Corbyn, Gaza and marketing propaganda

Where ever we see a military force arranged against a civilian population, we see oppression, organised, institutionalised oppression.

We see the combined efforts of millions of workers, hundreds of thousands of troops, thousands of officers and many hundreds of civil officials, the logistical, industrial supply lines, the collection and expenditure of taxation and State policy all geared to that military operation.

That's a lot of people, that's entire cities, whole economies of regions devoted to oppression, rather than nurturance.

Today is a 15th anniversary day of so many needless deaths and maiming's in Iraq in the first weeks of the War Against Iraq. Every day is an anniversary of some horror perpetrated upon innocent people by States and their proxies in the international arena of competing militarised powers. Every day.

'Department of 'Defence'.

Yeah, whatever

ISIS. The IDF. The Burmese Army. The US Marine Corps in Iraq, Afghanistan, the Russian Army, Al-Nusra Front, Argentinian Troops in The Falklands, The IRA, FARC, Nazi War Machine, Nuclear Weapons, Bio-Weapons, covert and overt support for militia - it's all the same psycho-social dynamic.

Sides are an illusion. Taking sides is a delusion, and insane delusion.

None of their justifications or rationales for political or economic violence stand the test of honesty, evidence and justice. None.

Not even WWI or WWII.

Taking sides within this culture of hierarchically organised violence merely perpetuates it.
Debt is political leverage, and the narrative of the property ladder is merely a grooming operation for debt creation as a hobble.

New Labour continued the deregulation of the banking sector, they broke the separation between high street retail and investment banking, flooding the retail sector with electronic credit, to make it easier for workers to buy property - the credit was then converted into real earned revenues by the workers, as they paid pack the mortgages, and that real wealth was transferred to the lenders.

The property remains, is perhaps redecorated, and renovated.
The material value does not fundamentally change, it is still a property, but it's nominal land price does change, because the market pushes the prices up to attract investors in debt, and so the cost of fitting in and participating in property ownership as an investment model has an entirely fictitious 'market driven' price.

It ceases being a home, part of a community of homes, it becomes an investment vehicle ofr an individual and the village dies.

The lenders convert imaginary assets into wealth.

They set the market, and politicians legislate for that need.

The home owner is politically inert, reduced to a cog in a machine.

Debt clouds the debtors horizon.

The Tories are continuing the process.

Load debt onto the electorate through credit, load the State with debt to a similar degree, and the entire country is on hock to the money men.

This is but one of many scams.

Sold as upwards social mobility.

Sold as aspirations.

Thatcher birthed some of it's recent spawn, but it started long, long before she emerged.
It's less Left vs Right any more, than it is Scam vs Honesty.

Scamservatives and ScamLabour vs Honservatives and Honest Labour

Scam vs The Honest People.
Kindest regards Corneilius "Do what you love, it's Your Gift to Universe" Thank you for reading this blog. All we need to do is be really honest, responsive to the evidence we find,and ready to reassess when new evidence emerges. The rest is easy.

A poem, and a song, 'Sometimes I Wish Santa', and 'Christmess'

I get it. I get the gathering of loved ones, for a week of respite from the world of work and debt and worry and political  hypocrisy.




One knows we need  more of this, the gathering of lovers, friends and family, and less work to destrory the habitat in order to make Billionaires.

All the work that goes into consumer Christmas, consumer Hanuka, consumer Eid, consumer Paddy's Day, consumer Thanksgiving, whateva 'festival' it is, all that time would be better used just loving and being. No need for gifts or extra food. Just the love.

And nothing I ever say about this is to be taken as dissing that desire for family, for relaxing, for community in any way, shape or form. That desire is gem.

Connection is human, shopping is institutional cultural behaviour.

So here are two pieces, a poem and a song. 


 Secret Santa.

Sometimes I wish Santa was secret,
that no-one knew his or her name...

more secret that the CIA

so secret that no one knew of him, or her.

Or it.

It is a thing. A concept. Santa was always dead. He's a zombie.

I wish....

that millions and millions of microplastic tyred miles and tons and gigatons of plastic
 toys and wrapping would simply vanish.

They won't.

The plastic just gets smaller and smaller and smaller until we are drinking it without seeing it.

A bit like Christmess shopping  - we do not see the poison, it is covered in glitter.

The roads are still clogged with plastic shedding metal boxes moving flesh for more shopping.

Patterns.

Faith in the myth appears to be sapping, replaced by open lies, yet we still play the game?

Mental and emotional wrapping, a clingy film of cultural appropriation and toxic mimicry.

Do it!

Unwrap yourself.

Do it now!

Feel the relief!

Imagine plastic
created to miraculously bio-degrade, by clear thinking..

designed to be
re-
up

-taken,

(sorry Liam Neeson and Luc Besson!)

"we will find you and we will re-use you!"

thus, cycling nurture into a myriad web of living, making
the world safe for all it's children... all their lives.

I will not let you shrinkwrap my Earth!

I wish.

Wish is one thing, what we do another,
Some things are assuredly worth the bother.

Christmas?

I can't be bothered.

I am immune.

Though not immune to the pollution, not immune to the poisoning of the habitat, and not immune to the love of chocolate.

--

Christmess

Here is a song about Christmess..

This song contains a question, a situation, a stance, and then a nod to John Lennon, as a mid point, and a resolution.

It's a song I really like, and I think it's best sung as a poignant ballad,a sing of long term hope and resilience, rather than a protest song... I think this version is pretty much spot on in that regard, the recording was pretty slapdash.



All my own 'work'.... several limitations apply, obvs.

I send warmest regards, and kindest feelings to all my readers, whether you agree with my presentations or not.

We are all human.

This is our life together.


Kindest regards

Corneilius

"Do what you love, it's Your Gift to Universe"

Thank you for reading this blog. All we need to do is be really honest, responsive to the evidence we find,and ready to reassess when new evidence emerges. The rest is easy.