They didn’t the day this picture was taken, but better late than never! Yippee! Finally an ethnic cleansing we can get into! Check it out: Die You Fucks!

Listen to Bill Hicks you destroyers of everything! “Kill yourselves.” Seriously. You know people are going to start picking you parasites off soon anyway, so just take care of business with your little imagined idea of “dignity”: kill yourselves on golf courses, (that we’ll soon reclaim/re-wild) suck the tailpipe of your limos, jump off of the Swiss alps, fly your Lear Jets into the NYSE (and save of us the trouble of dismantling it ourselves!) Just take you and the other one to ten percent of you parasites anywhere in the universe but here. Perhaps you could take your Space Shuttles to Mars and play with your Rover. Perhaps you could just put pistols to your black hearts. It doesn’t really matter: just go away, hide or die. Preferably die. Man, that felt fucking great!

Speaking of Bill Hicks and fuckfaces killing themselves, here he is doing his thing.

And Hicks again: sometimes the “sinner” is really the saint.

Speaking of the word “fuckface,” here is me making an ass of myself on Zed’s front stoop.

And here is why I can’t write a political word right now. Because blogging seems besides the point once you witness this (yet armed struggle seems to make so much more sense):

Hey Israel:

Eric Stoltz sez: “You’re Over.”

Hey Max, what in the fuck are doing yacking about your sex life in the 90’s and shit?

Good question. Which I will answer more directly over the weekend. In short: the “holidays” are usually pretty rough for me. Certain emotions sneak their way back and skeletons start dancing in closets and so forth. Actually, if anyone wants to go to my archive, one will notice a missing month. At least this January I’m trying!

Now, I need to write the greatest advertisement in human history for a certain event. Hasta Manana!

The intellect and charisma of Arundhati Roy, from my point of view, should have already smashed empires.  I have to extend a thank you to Mickey Z and Expendables everywhere for this video. It’s fucking great!

PS: I’ve been sick all week and still in my in-law’s basement. Well, we are moving in to our new home in two weeks, this virus has nearly been beaten and I’m infected with a new bug: The chatty writing bug. More love soon!

Palestine, Greece and the whole world: Solidarity and Revolution NOW! What better time than now or what better place than here?

I’ve held off mentioning this subject (though I’ve been following every moment I can) because I assumed the uprising would be crushed and it would be back to repression as usual. Also, I married into a Greek family and the subject is a little touchy. I once asked my usually chatty father-in-law about the Greek anti-fascist movement during WWII and subsequent US sponsored civil-war and he just stared at me like he might replace the roasting lamb in the backyard with me!

Anyhoo, it looks like the anarchists, students, leftists, immigrants, real socialists, workers etc. (wait a second, that sounds like the majority!) are winning. Fuck yes! And it seems that they are actually getting bolder and more organized by the day.

I spent my honeymoon in Greece and one day in a taxi I asked the driver about all of the anarchy symbols spray painted everywhere. He looked nervous and mumbled something about football hooligans. I didn’t believe him.  Greece might just get a taste of freedom. What are we waiting for?

I borrowed the following article from Z Net, click read more. I’ll have a new blog later tonight.

Inside Account of Activism in Greece

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“At this point, we’ve arrived at an understanding of a confluence of interest that utterly transcends the old “three worlds” paradigm, harkening an entirely different praxical symbiosis, one which is not so much revolutionary as it is devolutionary. We don’t want China out of Tibet so much as we want China out of China. We don’t just want the US out of Southeast Asia or Southern Africa or Central America, we want it out of North America, off the planet, out of existence all together. This is to say that we want the US out of our lives and thereby everyone else’s. The pieces dovetail rather well, don’t they? Indeed, they can’t really be separated and only a false analysis might ever have concluded that they could.”

“Hence we must seek nothing less than the dismemberment and dissolution of every statist/corporate entity in the world. All of them. No exceptions.”–Ward Churchill

So let’s start here shall we soldiers…

…So see ya CIA slayer, betrayer of innocents, subversion of solidarity and social economies. See I ate the red pill, and since then, ain’t been able to sit still. So smile, say cheese—Surprise—I’m your assassin at the windowsill.

We are the new serpents come to reclaim the garden. We are patient, yet we are hungry.

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Stay tuned for commentary after these very short films…

Los Angeles was like the test model for the globalization of spectacle capitalism. It’s a horrific dream world city that should never have existed in any honest evaluation. It was imposed on the natural world and culture. And it knows it. It must titillate to obscure the everyday violence of even it’s least violent moments. It is the culmination of the commodity cultures last breath, the full exposure of it’s contradictions. It shows an unsustainable economic model and unsustainable cultural model unified in their hopelessness. Twinkling lights will never substitute full stomachs, minds and hearts. Sometimes the humans (and non-humans) at the receiving end of this brutish freak show push back. It might look horrible. It’s nothing compared to daily life.

It’s coming back around again…