The New New Deal

I was going to rip you off, and probably myself in the process, by reprinting my 240 Candles piece but I thought you deserve better. America deserves better. This is exactly the line of reasoning which is conspicuously absent from our government apparatchiks. Therefore, I will buck this disheartening trend and take this opportunity to remind Americans that the Founding Fathers signed the Declaration of Independence on the Second of July. It was only read publicly on the Fourth. The Founders had to flee Philadelphia because they had just committed Treason. They were now armed felons sworn to bring down the State. So, if you love your Liberty hug an armed felon. It was their type who gave us real Freedom, not the freedom to a 40 hour work week, V.A. loans, Temporary Assistance for Needy Families, Home mortgage deductions, Federally enforced Ponzi schemes, or the “right" to be a slave to your cell phone. Thank God, the Founding Felons had something more Principled in mind and may God forgive us for forgetting that.

With that being said, I’ve elected to rip us all off by reprinting the Purpose in Patriotism instead. That’s the beauty of being an aging writer, increasingly we’ve already written all there is to be said. That's the deal...

The Purpose in Patriotism

I understand, times are tough and patriotic displays are one place we can afford to cut spending. A few dollars for fireworks on the Fourth and a "Support Our Troops" bumper sticker for under three bucks. That's about all we've got, just like everyone else. Oh, and we sing the National Anthem before baseball games. We all do that too. Things have cooled over the past couple decades, and we don't want to look like Nationalists. They are all murdering racists.

Being a patriot got a bad rap in the 1980's when love of America took a back seat to the white supremacist, gun-toting lunatic in the woods of wherever who was certain the Guberment (not a typo) was gonna kill us in them FEMA camps the UN was setting up. Oddly enough, this redefinition of patriotism took place at the same time being a "Global citizen" came into fashion.

Weird, huh? I'm not saying it was a conspiracy. It's just one of those perfectly timed, well-planned coincidences that happen rather frequently. Sort of like those chemical weapon attacks made by some deranged leader on his own people (and who has decided to stop using Federal Reserve Notes) right before the U.S. takes a pining to invading the "madman's" country like Iraq, Syria, and Libya. Remember Chemical Ali? It kinda' makes you wonder, "Who would be crazy enough to stock these lunatics with chemical weapons?" It's damn peculiar. I mean mighty damn peculiar.

Nevertheless, patriotism is a good thing because it reminds us that even when we disagree, we're still all on the same side. That's important. Otherwise, we might turn into disparate, feuding factions. We'd be susceptible to manipulations by a biased media who told us what to think and feel rather than what happened in the world today. That would be propaganda, not news. United we stand, right?

If we didn't hang together, the next thing we'd know we'd be jumping from one endless war to another and swindled by corrupt politicians who were in bed with sleazy business tycoons. The perpetrators of giant financial scams would remain nameless while Congress ran up the debt on the national charge card like reckless teenagers on a spending spree once they realize they're never gonna' pay it off. Political parties would be defrauding the voters, political candidates would walk away from felonies free as can be in a country where the people don't give a s#!t about their future because they don't see one.

It's all been so mismanaged for so long it's hopeless. No matter who you vote for, it's just more of the same disastrous policies that got us to this place of despair. Just take a Valium, smoke an Oxycontin, shoot some heroin, pull the covers over your head and hope it all goes away. Worst case scenario, you can just shoot yourself and call it an endless night, right?

The Last American

View of The Last American

The law has become lawlessness wrapped in self-righteous petty crusades. Crusades to make others conform to our will not only the old fashioned way, but over the years we have dedicated ourselves and other peoples money into finding more technology driven solutions. Cointelpro was decades ago. Mere child’s play that managed to get a few of its victims to dive headlong from sixth story hotel windows and this very night I came to understand why.

From our first Fourth of July parade we are lied to in a systematic way by those who teach us about the nature of our nation. The very foundation of “Rule of Law” is a prevarication. The true Rule of Law is the same barbaric violence and coercion employed by homo erectus. Although anthropologists claim their species is extinct, I am surrounded by them this very night. They grunt and brandish their clubs and spears to “properly” motivate me. Their stench makes me dry heave and their savage manners repulse me.

Barbarism is the new American value. We inflict law at the point of a gun from the bottom up, while in the unholy halls of our Capitol the most blatant crimes go unnoticed, uncharged, and unpunished. These are the arbitrary ways of the corroded and corrosive cartel we are prisoners of operates. We used to be a free country, now we are all suspects or perpetrators, victims or victimizers, prey and predators all in our stations.

They say when you fight and enemy too long you take on their worst attributes. We have fought many enemies for far too long and we have become abomination. So, utterly deranged in our thoughts and customs that it all seems quite normal to invade another and call it beneficence, to kill another and call it mercy, to destroy everything we touch and call it freedom. The previous assumes that dropping a bomb on something can be considered a “touch”.

I was born in January 1967, and since my birth America has been at war 51% of my days. Those born in 1992 have never known a single day of peace. This is what we call “normal” because we have become twisted creatures unable to discern virtue from vice, Freedom from slavery, War from Peace, and Love from Hate. We stand on a solid sand and issue arbitrary edicts which satisfy our immediate designs and forsake our sacred principles. Principles obstructed the putrid black bile we vomit from our mouths and call justice this day.

An opiate epidemic moves through our streets like the Angel of Death through Egypt, but rather than being a sign of the Most High God our plague is a sign of the Most High in government and their cronies. The sign is $. As a means of providing “justice” to the land we allow the perpetrators of these crimes to retire with multi-million dollar bonuses and 401Ks while the victims we march off to our prisons. May God forgive us, but where He would find cause is a mystery.

Tolerance is the final cry of a dying civilization. Not tolerance for one another. No, there is no space for that, but tolerance for those who brought their civilization to its death rattle. As we decapitate, eviscerate, and incarcerate one other, the despots who poison our minds with horrors of WMDs, Russian hacking, and manufactured demons at every turn are immune from providing the most basic information1 of their activities and those of the “republic” which act in our names.

We celebrate the banning of plastic straws because they might hurt the fucking fishies, but we don’t hesitate a moment to invade someones bedroom and watch them masturbate night after night and then claim that there is something wrong with them!!! Because this is our God given right, right? You fucking sick motherfuckers. Well, fuck yourselves, too.

Love,
The Last American

1 Like, Where is the 21 Trillion dollars we gave you?

P.S. - If you're wondering about that last paragraph... I threw it in there to prove my point. It's the only one that your putting any real thought into. The rest of them make no real difference to you which makes me... The Last American.

Distances and Math

The Killing Silence

I hear it in the idle chatter of nostalgic old men. And the rasp of a full bird colonel who says, “They're all terrorists. It's either us or them.” He sets a chiseled gaze at the camera,
clears his throat, and then... I'll be God damned if I split my budget
with those goldbricking old men! I hear it in the announcer’s voice who laments, “It’s a slaughter... down by seventeen runs! Our Cubbies aren’t coming back from this one. Unless they pull out the big guns.” I hear it in the lies of the shopping network pitch “This is real Tasmanian chocolate brown crystal shit. Thousands above what anyone sane would pay for it, and it’s a ring pop so you can all suck it. Back in a bit.” I hear it in the bake sales, and fall fashion lines, and every mass shooting survivor who cries, “Give up your guns. Guns took my best friends lives!” Cut to the studio anchor wiping her misty eyes “The whole nation is mourning and paralyzed.” I hear it in the sermon of the Pastor
who speaks on the Sanctity of American life. Brits, and Canadians, too,
because God loves those guys. Praise God! and Open your Bibles to Genesis, Verse 12 in Chapter 25.

"Now, these are the generations of Ishmael,

Abraham's son, whom Hagar the Egyptian,

Sarah's handmaid, bare unto Abraham:

And these are the names of the sons of Ishmael,

by their names, according to their generations:

the firstborn of Ishmael, Nebajoth;and Kedar,

and Adbeel..."

[Fades to silence] Half a world away a bombardier has Ishmael’s DNA in his sights. Praise God! We got those guys! The secondary must have been a mile high. High fives! I hear it in the certain voices of petty crusaders as they externally moralize and internally self-aggrandize. Saved a soul while a family dies. An acceptable price. Pass the ammunition and Praise Jesus Christ! Ain't that nice? The killing silence where we demonize, commit homicide, and cannibalize.
When you stand before the Throne, what will you say? I tell you the truth, you will rue that day. I tell you the truth, that you might understand. The Stain of Cain is the blood on your hands. Remaining silent is a guilty man’s Right. Take the Fifth its a value equal to the real Tasmanian chocolate brown shit.

On Fidelity...

With all the recent news about Stormy Daniels and the Monica Lewinsky scandal during the Clinton administration of years past, it begs the question,

 "Is martial infidelity a big deal for the President of the United States of America?"

Oddly, it only seems to matter to opposition parties. If there is a seated Democratic President, then Republicans become the voice of public morality. However, if the Republicans hold the White House, the Democrats take up the role of self-righteous pontificators. So, does it really matter to the American people or is monogamy just a tool of partisan politics?

Here is my take on the Presidential monogamy matter: If the woman who he took an oath before God to be loyal to cannot trust him, then how can we trust him in his Oath of Office?

It is just that simple.

It is just that fundamental.

It is just that critical.

Servants of our Conscience

As a Free People, we have the God given Right to speak our minds. God gives this Right to every human being, whether our words demonstrate our ignorance or enlightenment, our love or hatred,  our thoughtfulness or rash behavior makes no difference. We all have the Right to voice our opinions. We have a Right to our own bodies and the fruits of our labor.We have the Right to be free.

With great Rights come great Responsibility. We have a responsibility to be Servants of our own Conscience and the duty to ignore the pack of ravening wolves who would  silence us with their howls of indignation and offense.

I am National Security

In a Republic the People are the nation's security. There is no need for a massive, invasive security apparatus. The People protect a government which is for, by, and of the People. They are invested in it like their home. They feel that their voice is heard and their basic needs are met.

In other forms of government, which are almost all oligarchies (like ours), there will always be a gestapo, Stasi, Cheka, or NSA… I meant KGB. These State Security services provide security for the State against the People who live under its dictatorial regime and may also guard against foreign governments “misleading” their people with the “wrong” information. State media provides very little in the way of “news” and relies on emotionally moving topics or “feel-good” fluff pieces. This keeps the people distracted from the financial shenanigans and more serious criminal activities “their” government is perpetrating.

Keeping the People distracted is of primary importance. Here's why...

If you ever want to pickpocket a couple guys, find two over the top football fans with team rivalries. Lure them into battle over who’s the greatest team overall, or best defense, or best offense, or best celebrity endorsements, or even the best smelling stadium urinals, virtually any minutia that sets your targets at odds will do. Once they are in the heat of “battle”, rob them at will. In the highest pitch of their melee, you may be able to proudly state, “I’m just stealing your wallets”, without either taking notice. That’s human nature. The surveillance state understands human nature because they have been watching you all your life. Their survival depends upon knowing your every weakness, your every flaw, your strengths, and even what you whisper into your wife's ear when you make love. Those security states which fail at this basic job requisite end up like General Pinochet or Shaw Pahlavi... deposed.



Loyalty to the State takes precedence over God, family, and friends because the State is there to "protect" you all. The State has the ominous responsibility of loco parentis. You don’t know how lucky you are to live in a State such as this; so free, so just, so much better than anywhere else, because this State is yours, your father and mother’s, and their fathers and mother’s before them.

"God Bless the State you’re in, your home, sweet home!(Tears streaming down your cheeks)."

Much must be done to protect such “sacred” moments. Things that must remain secret for many years. The State is always working for you but you may never know its work. There are too many enemies that would use the State’s secrets against you. So, the State must keep you safely in the dark, for your own protection. Never consider in a Republic the People are the just powers enabling the State to rule. How can one rule in the dark for 40 or 50 years? How can criminals be held accountable for their crimes if the people in whose names these crimes were committed are blissfully unaware for a generation?

As the States criminality waxes, the need for ever more “National Security” redaction in public records increases until the information available to the voter looks like this…




All for your safety, of course.


Many years later, if the truth ever comes to light, you may find the redaction read something like…

The people are too easily manipulated by the “powers that be” when kept ignorant of the truth. Atrocities, even genocides have happened without the knowledge and at the expense of the people in whose names the government murdered.

The taking of the American West, was glossed over with dime store novels of Wild Bill Hitchcock, Wyatt Earp, and the great Indian fighter George Armstrong Custer. Had the truth been known, I would hope that Custer would have spent his last days in a military prison, atoning for his murderous rampages of mostly women and children.

Today, with the immediacy of satellite feeds and lightning fast internet connections we feel more in touch with what our government is doing than in the days of telegraph and pony express. We feel more on top of things. Breaking news is transmitted around the globe and we are only a 10 second delay away. We have a fairly good grip on what the issues are that matter. We know the hottest political hacks and candidates de jure. We know the inner workings of the White House, 10 Downing, and the Bundestag, if we care to know. We can run this republic, at least, I can. My vote is an educated assessment of the facts of record. I watched every debate. Our ego cries out, "It is everyone else who is ignorant!"

What if our data points were all bullshit? A grand performance from beginning to end? You were only window shopping on a magnificent mile of CGI dreams while below all that glittering gold was built on a foundation of rotting corpses?

What if there was no gold at all, just cheap spray paint masking lead bars and you must pay for the difference in value? What if you are just another Neo pre-Morpheus? Do you think that is air you are breathing?

What if all you’re well conceived and elegantly concluded opinions are only what you have been told to think? What if the information source you call home is designed to manufacture your consent for the crimes of the day rather than to inform? What if it didn’t matter who you voted for or even less who was elected, because the game is rigged before you cast a ballot?

• The same wars declared. 
• The same economic recession planned. 
• The same housing bubble collapse scheduled. 
• The same bottom falling out of the gold market on cue. 

I sound insane now, right?

What if I added “...because three central banks coordinated the sell off” to the last one? My sanity is suddenly restored, because now you recognize that type of coordinated effort as a very normal event in macroeconomics. However, the others are not the result of coordinated efforts on the part of conspiring parties?

As for the wars, may I say, “WMDs in Iraq”? Do you remember how deep the pile of falsified evidence was? Do you remember the extraordinary detail in Colin Powell's FALSE testimony?




The result of coordinated efforts on the part of conspiring parties!

Does anyone have a clue why we are still in Afghanistan seventeen years after 9/11 and seven years after we eviscerated Osama Bin Laden? Afghanistan sits like the great board game that you loved two Christmases ago, but now have moved on to some grander amusing thing. While it seems a thing of the past or static to us, it still festers creating more dead, greater misery, and ever higher expenses to you and your future generations.

The result of coordinated efforts on the part of conspiring parties!

Not feeling so secure now, are you?

Well, you better be because You Are National Security or a Nation of the Insecure as can be.




Choose your destiny: Freedom or Slavery?

The Truth About Illegal Immigration...

Illegal immigration is a problem in the United States. A serious problem. It's a problem that has great economic implications for our future of our nation. With this in mind, we have to examine the roots of our illegal immigration problem otherwise we are treating the symptoms without understanding the epidemic. In which case, we're all dead. 

The roots of this illegal immigration epidemic, as with all epidemics, lay in its history. Mexico had its richest and most productive lands stolen from it by.... us. The U.S. annexed California (currently the 5th largest economy in the WORLD) and Texas (currently the 10th largest economy in the WORLD) by military conquest. We outright stole it in the same way Saddam tried to steal Kuwait. The only differences are,  Kuwait had been a part of Iraq for a very long time until someone in London carved off the southern tip of the land richest in oil reserves and setting up a monarchy friendly to the British crown before handing a depreciated Iraq back to the Iraqis and this aggression DID stand. 

We stole the gold, the oil, and the bountiful farm land because we beat the living shit out of them and took it. It's as simple as that. Now, the  children of this impoverished nation, Mexico come begging at our door to cut our lawn for minimum wage, and your solution to right this wrong is to build a wall to ensure they remain impoverished while we split the booty. 

Just keep this in mind when speaking of what's "legal"... because we are on the wrong side of that Wall.

The only long term solution to the immigration problem is to allow Mexico and our Southern neighbors to economically develop free from American influence and invasion. Then, these people will not be dying to come here.

This is the Truth about illegal immigration. 

Fur-Lined Sinks for Free!

It's a Lie


Anyone involved in the business world long enough has heard the cliche, “TIME is MONEY”, but the flaw in this revered fact is it's false.


The Worker Mindset


When paid an hourly wage, the employee assumes that an hour of our time is of equal value whether they are providing valued products or services to customers, or browsing Overstocked.com. Both provide the worker with equal compensation to service their wants and needs.


The Entrepreneur Mindset


Entrepreneurs understand that “PROVISION is MONEY”. Time is the “space” in which provision happens or purses get perused on Overstocked.com. Provision is the process of providing customers with the goods and services they want and need for which they are willing to pay.


These paradigms delineate the division between workers and entrepreneurs. A worker may naturally by the law of calorie conservation avoid work while the entrepreneur finds or creates solutions to facilitate provision.


When someone with the worker mindset opens a business, they may spend countless hours preparing their product. Yet, even after declaring bankruptcy the dismayed worker mindset remains befuddled how those thousands of hours spent producing fur-lined sinks couldn't keep their custom kitchen business afloat. Trapped in the worker mindset, they churn the same irrelevant facts through their heads:





They had a monopoly!

They worked their ass off!

They worked from dawn till dusk every day.

They poured their life savings into advertising.

They spent every waking moment living fur-lined sinks.

Life isn't fair.


No, my friend, LIFE is not FAIR, and TIME is not MONEY.