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In spite of the grimness of the times in which we live, there is still hope. If you feel, like I do, that the usual discourse about matters of critical concern tends to be superficial, misguided, and false, then you might find some solace and inspiration here. I will try to offer insight and a holistic perspective on events and issues, and hopefully serve as a catalyst for raising the level of dialogue on this planet.

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I was born in 1945, shortly before atom bombs were dropped on Japan. I served in the U.S. Army from 1968 to 1971. I earned master's degrees in Economics and Educational Psychology, and certificates in Web Page Design and as a Teacher of English as a Second Language. I followed an Indian guru for eight years, which immersed me in meditative practices and an attitude of reaching a higher level of being. A blog post listing the meditative practices I have pursued can be seen here.

Friday, June 07, 2019

It Is Time For Trump To Go



Me in Heidelberg, summer 1970On July 16, 1971 I was honorably discharged from the U.S. Army at Ft. Dix, New Jersey, after three long years of enlisted servitude, spent mostly in Germany. What I remember most of that day was the ride in a van full of other newly freed men to the Philadelphia airport. The scene on the freeway in the city of brotherly love was anything but brotherly. It looked like a road race of enraged men. I had come home to a madhouse.

I never got over that sense of alienation and revulsion, never “readjusted.” By 1971 the “counterculture” had set-in, and that mass of alienated young people was attractive to me. I “joined,” sort-of, letting my hair grow, growing a beard, indulging in the recreations of the day. It was kind of half-baked. I still drove a car, went to graduate school on the G.I. Bill, even campaigned with a group called “Veterans for McGovern” in the 1972 presidential election.

It worked for a while, but eventually the whole thing soured, for me and millions of others. The maddening system didn’t change, and in fact gradually got worse. In politics we went from Nixon to Reagan to Bush I, then Clinton, then another Bush, a respite with Obama, and now Donald J. Trump (ancestrally Drumpf). The “hippies” didn’t take over, and if they had it would have been worse. The trajectory from Woodstock to Altamont, spanning four months' time, is the perfect metaphor for the illusion of the “revolution” that never was, except in a few songs.

I tried following a guru for a number of years, but that went sour too, turning into a dysfunctional morass of power abuse and sexual misbehavior. I haven't given up on spiritual pursuit, but shy away from groups, especially of Americans, which is mostly what I encounter these days.

It wasn’t inevitable that we would end up with a deranged criminal sociopath like Trump as our national leader, but the downward trend certainly has led us to this. We have a near-completely criminal organization – the “Republican” party, running 2 ½ branches of the Federal government. In Wisconsin, as well as other states, we have the criminal “Republicans” controlling the state legislature and the Supreme Court, 2/3 of the state government. They gained power through criminality, mainly in voter suppression and gerrymandering. Corporate money, though technically not criminal, is morally criminal, used by both “parties,” but more cravenly and abundantly by the “Republicans.” The criminal rich give more to “Republicans.” The infamous Koch brothers have taken a peculiar interest in Wisconsin, donating many millions to former governor Scott Walker and to “conservatives” running for the state Supreme Court.

What results, one might wonder, accrue when a madhouse run by criminals deteriorates over time? We need look no farther than the effects of climate change – floods, hurricanes, tornadoes, blizzards, forest fires, drought, species extinction, reef collapse, ocean life reduction and heat waves – to see the environmental consequences. The social consequences are equally severe – mass shootings on an almost weekly basis, and a nationwide opioid (formerly opiate) epidemic. Suicide has also reached epidemic levels across the country, particularly among middle-aged men in the West.

The mass immigration at our southern border is largely due to our longtime meddling in the region – overthrowing democratically elected leaders and installing dictators. Our ongoing “racial” divide is a needless obscenity, exacerbated by over a century of legalized oppression, suppression and marginalization of various minorities. Politicians are the handmaidens, serving the interests of the bigoted ruling minority, identified by the erroneous proxy label of “white.”

The “charter” school movement to publicly fund private schools is a “Republican” scheme. The effort to privatize the veterans health care system is also a “Republican” gimmick. They would prefer to shut down the VA system completely, but for political reasons they settle for the second-best solution of creeping privatization. A publicly funded and well-functioning health care system is anathema to the crony capitalist “Republicans.”

Something should be clear. The name “Republican” is not the essence of this criminal organization. Abraham Lincoln was a member of the “Republican” Party, and ended slavery. The organization devolved over the years since then to being a conduit for the interests of corporations and the wealthy. They could have the name Tiddlywinks Party and still be criminal. The “Democratic” Party is not the repository of goodness and decency, either now or in the past. Its minions are in general less criminal, but the human condition in any mass system is for the seeking of power and wealth by any means for enough of us to make corruption the rule rather than the exception.

So now, with such an obvious criminal as Trump at the head of the most powerful country on the planet, we have both a crisis and an opportunity. The decline of our society is obvious, and Trump has made himself the symbol of that decline. His “base” is a collection of religious and political crackpots, and while it is a formidable segment of the population, real power rests with the moneyed elites. The mob is useful for manipulation and incitement, but not much else.

The question remaining is what next? I’ve been saying for years, to no avail, that our infinite-growth, planet-destroying economic system is unsustainable, meaning that it won’t last. If we don’t change the system it will collapse. That time, I believe, is near. The artificially sustained “boom” is just about over. Signs are already emerging that a downturn has begun. No fiscal, monetary, trade or industrial policy is going to make infinite growth continue as it has since really the beginning of human civilization. The Industrial Revolution kicked growth into high gear, but it also brought with it the seeds of its own ruin, as Karl Marx predicted in 1867 in his landmark book Capital.

In one of the strange ironies of the current age, “survivalists” – people who retreat to remote locations to live sustainably and free of government intrusion – are seen as “right wing.” For sure there is a mix of crackpot religion and conspiracy theory among the survivalists, but they hardly fit in with what is normally seen as “right wingers” – people actively involved in securing reactionary and bigoted political control over the entire country.

My view of survivalism, though, is good luck with that. There’s no escape. Climate change will drastically affect every living creature on the planet. The collapse of the worldwide infinite-growth economic system will reach everyone but the most “primitive” tribal cultures in the most isolated regions of the world. Maybe. They will likely be affected too.

So, change is on the way. Donald Trump will be gone soon. In the grand scheme of things he is a momentary blip, a buffoon and criminal sociopath who symbolizes the trouble we are in. We can take him as a lesson, not just in how not to be, but how not to settle for crap, in what happens when you do. He can be a catalyst for change, an inspiration in reverse. We have to do better. Much better. Now. Forget the formality of impeachment. It plays into the corruption of the day. Let’s just run him out of office. A mass uprising is what is needed. Non-violent, of course, and legal, but let us make no mistake. It is time for Trump to go.
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Here's a song. Here's another.  And another. Jefferson AirplaneTracy Chapman. 4 Non Blondes. The Beatles. The Beatles again. Pokey LaFarge. Reckless Johnny Wales. Steppenwolf. Jimi Hendrix. Peter Tosh. Another song from Peter Tosh. Peter Tosh again. And again. One more. Bob Marley. Another from Bob Marley. Stir it Up. Bob Dylan. Another from Bob Dylan. The Grateful Dead. R.E.M. Ry Cooder. Bruce Springsteen. Another from Bruce Springsteen. David Bowie. Steve Miller Band. More from Steve Miller. Canned Heat. SantanaThe Flying Burrito Brothers. Jefferson Airplane. The Rolling Stones.  Brewer and Shipley. Creedence Clearwater Revival. Another from Creedence. More Creedence. And this. Jerry Garcia, Carlos Santana, Babatunde OlatunjiThe Fugs.

Here are some Trump theme songs: Stevie Wonder. Warren Zevon. Jimmie Rodgers. The Grateful Dead. John Prine. The Steep Canyon Rangers. Humble Pie. Creedence. Bob Dylan.

Here's a movie example of how to run Trump out of office.

Rolling Stone's Matt Taibbi has a great new book, Hate Inc.: How, and Why, the Press Makes Us Hate One Another, on how the news media are making polarization worse. I have one simple suggestion for resisting media manipulation: don't listen to ANY pundits, no matter the political persuasion. They are all about themselves.
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R.I.P. Dr. John. Here he is doing an iconic Mardi Gras song.

R.I.P. Leon Redbone. He opened for John Prine in Madison in 2003. I was surprised at how he stayed in character, but made it real. Here's a mix of his songs.

R.I.P. Tony "Little Sun" Glover. I saw Koerner, Ray and Glover at the legendary Triangle Bar in Minneapolis in early 1967. I was too weirded-out at the time to appreciate them, but it sunk in. Here's my favorite song of theirs, featuring Dave "Snaker" Ray, also now deceased. It's an old Leadbelly song. Here's a documentary of the band with some songs of all three playing.

R.I.P. Doris Day. I liked her movies. I used to donate to the Doris Day Animal League. I still have some of the ballpoint pens they sent me. Here's my favorite song of hers.

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