The Mate’ video was unexpectedly successful. In the wake of that, I started to think that titling my stuff in a way that would leverage keywords and bring in random views from people searching for escapism might be a thing worth trying. I settled on “funny animals” as the key to this, but I fucked it up by putting the word ‘cult’ in there too.
The algorithm didn’t respond well to my shenanigans. Searching for ‘funny animal’ videos doesn’t bring you anywhere near me.
Live and learn. I’ll continue to think long and hard about my titles, but I’m not going to try gaming them to that extreme again, not because of any scruple, but because it’s a little gross anyway, and doesn’t work well besides.
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On a note that is only related in my strange little head …
Diane Sare joins Sabrina Salvati
Ms. Sare is running for Senate in New York, and she doesn’t have a prayer of knocking Chuckie Schumer out of his slot, but she intrigues me anyway. At first I was interested because she’s part of a recent trend, involving the followers of the now-deceased Lyndon LaRouche becoming more visible and active politically. A pair of young LaRoucheites disrupted an AOC event recently, and were subsequently interviewed by my dudes over at DueDissidence. That set me on the path of trying to figure out what LaRouche stood for, and listening to Diane Sare became part of that journey.
There’s a lot to like about what she says, and that goes for the LaRouchists more generally too. She totally gets the part about endless war, and the capitalist military-industrial complex, and the profiteering of politicians, and how all that is central to Empire. Even just based on that alone, she felt like a natural ally.
But there’s a point where we part company completely.
She confused the hell out of Sabby in the interview, by remarking that she sees no evidence that our situation with climate change is largely human-caused. What, now?
She pointed out that solar and wind are not going to sustain eight billion people in anything approaching a modern way, which is absolutely correct, but her answer to that is that we need to build more nuclear power plants, to sustain the eight billion in style and pack still more warm human bodies onto the groaning planet.
This view is echoed by the title of one of LaRouche’s book, from 1983. It’s called “There Are No Limits to Growth”.
Pair that with: “It’s good for man to have more power over nature,” which is a direct quote from Sare’s interview with Sabby.
Personally, it’s hard for me to imagine anything more wrong, factually or morally.
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Searching Diane Sare’s name on YouTube, the first video that pops up contains the phrase “Green Fascism”.
By which she means Klaus Schwab and the IMF and the globalists who really do cloak their fascism in a greenish-sounding rhetoric. This makes things even more complicated and confusing.
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It’s Time to Bust the Myth That Endless Economic Growth Is Good for Us
Yes it is. Way past time in fact.
I found that article by searching on what my bioregional compatriot Edward Abbey had to say on the subject of growth, which is quoted at the top of the story: “Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell.”
Sare and those who think like she does (I’m thinking of the fine gentlemen of The Duran, who I watch all the time) would argue back that’s it’s growth for the sake of People, or Humanity. From my twisted point of view, it’s all the same.
For me, whether endless growth is the goal for the sake of global power elites, or for the sake of an average middle-class American lifestyle, or for the sake of starving children in Mozambique
… is ultimately and sadly irrelevant.
Piling up a surplus in the name of endless growth will spell doom no matter who we say it’s for.
When a herd of deer is starving and you try to fix the problem technologically by putting more food out for them, it might buy you a warm fuzzy feeling. But in the end what it leads to is just more starving deer.
On a much larger and more human scale, the Cult of Civilization in all its forms doesn’t have an answer to this problem, because the Cult of Civilization itself, alas, is the actual problem. It makes no difference whether you call your favored schism in the cult Capitalism or Marxism, right-wing or left-wing, blue-no-matter-who Secular Humanism or god-fearing homespun old-time religion.
Granaries. Supermarkets. Sedentary agriculturalist citified populous civilization …
Quote this then: In the cult of civilization we’ve traveled happily and merrily along a one-way boulevard until it came to a dead end.
The truck slows.
The truck, she stops.
We stare dumbly at the dead-end sign. We know what it means whether we want to know, or not.
There is no left. There is no right. There is no way of going back, or forward. According to the traffic laws we ourselves wrote, according to the spiritualities we ourselves invented, according to all the available evidence–we’re fucked.
Leading will do you no good because there’s nowhere to lead to. Following is pointless because the Leaders have failed.
The only thing left is to get the hell out. Of the cult of the one true ten thousand year old Way.
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What the fuck are you even saying, “Vairtere”?
Well I don’t rightly or exactly know, Reader.
All I do know …
… is that the only thing left is the now, and the only question, hanging unspoken in the air between us, is … Now, What?
First we have to know with our hearts what The Way was, and … why it made us so past tense.
Then we … might have some sense of how to get Out Of It. Out of the Way, the hell out of the way. Maybe. Maybe.
At the end of time, On The Beach, deciding to call yourself captain or commander or admiral is just a parlor game. It doesn’t matter any more in light of the situation–the problem we face is larger than titles, or who has power or legitimate authority. In fact the question of what is legitimate or illegitimate according to the old cult rules is
Completely beside the point
Now.
Here.
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The wind in its unpredictable fashion kicks up a little devil of dust which might or might not be radioactive.
We sit and we watch it travel from one side of the windshield to the other.
I don’t want to go
just yet.