(Though I began this piece on 25 February 2017, a combination of obstacles including a five-day emergency hospitalization for sepsis delayed its completion enough to necessitate major structural revisions. But its core point – that Moron Nation is to our species and our planet what incurable terminal cancer is to the human individual – remains unchanged.)
THE ROCKET-BOMBING of Syria proves beyond argument what those of us on the Real Left have maintained since last summer: that behind the rhetorical smokescreens of their respective Big Lies, there was never so much as a nickel's worth of difference between Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton.
Both were – and remain – obvious personifications of Apocalypse.
Trump's Apocalypse began with a new Holocaust, the methodical persecution of two groups of humans: immigrant minorities who had foolishly believed they could make this now-officially white-supremacist empire their home, and those of us, regardless of our ethnicity or race, who are part of the approximately 50 percent of the U.S. citizenry now permanently condemned to official low-income status (and therefore damned to irremediably dead-end lives) by the malevolent machinations of Capitalism. The immigrants are rounded up en masse, like Jews, Roma, Slavs and homosexuals in Nazi Germany under Trump's idol Adolf Hitler. The rest of us – those of us the Capitalists label “failures” or “surplus workers” – are targeted by the time-proven methods of slow-motion genocide: elimination of health care and the socioeconomic stipends and services services upon which we are dependent for survival as pioneered by the Democratic (sic) Party, first under President James Earl Carter (scroll to p. 126, 2nd paragraph).
Hillary's Apocalypse was to begin with her Goldwater Girl, better-dead-than-Red ambition to be the first-ever conqueror of Russia – the obvious pathway to World War III. As to Hillary's own Holocaust, this was to be accomplished without the Trumpian Ku Klux Klanfare of mass arrests but with the relentless, oft-proven deadliness of the traditional Democratic (sic) Party methodology of slow-motion genocide: again the reduction (and eventual elimination) of life-sustaining health care and social services.
Both candidates personified fatal threats to humanity. Trump avowedly jeopardized those of us inside the United States and deemed no longer worthy of life by the USian One Percent and its Ruling Class vassals. Hillary avowedly jeopardized our entire species and in fact all life on Earth.
No doubt some small percentage of Trump voters chose him because they irrationally believed that in spite of his incipient Nazism, he was the lesser threat to our species and our planet. No doubt some small percentage of Hillary voters chose her because they irrationally believed that in spite of her Goldwater-Girl/closet-Nazi warmongering, she was the lesser threat to the socioeconomic underclass.
Such is what passes for “reason” in Moron Nation.
Since then it has become obvious to me the only “reasonable” 2016 voters were those who did not vote for any presidential candidate at all. Though Pew data tells us the majority of these non-voters are low-income people, now in one of the more ironic Big Lies of Capitalist governance, it is this demographic group that is being damned as the perpetrator of the Trump presidency. Thus do our overlords ensure the Moron Nation 99 Percent remains eternally divided against itself.
But with Trump's attack on Syria, we learn the ultimate truth of the 2016 Presidential Election: in terms of apocalyptic jeopardy, Hillary and Trump are identical twins, and We the People, whether of this nation or of this planet, are now identically at risk.
Such is the hideous truth of Capitalist governance and its resultant Moron Nation, the context in which U.S. elections have been reduced to charades that are meaningful only as examples of the suicidal stupidity and/or abject powerlessness of the USian 99 Percent.
HERE ARE FIVE reasons I will never again feel any guilt or remorse for damning the United States as “Moron Nation” or the “Fourth Reich” or for describing the irremediable consequences of its ignorance and hatefulness as “apocalyptic”:
“Every human being on Earth with an electronic device is being spied upon by the United States” – Glen Ford, here.
“Reinhard Heydrich intended for the SD to bring every single individual within the Third Reich's reach under 'continuous supervision.'” – Wikipedia, citing Krausnick, Helmut, et al. Anatomy of the SS State, (Walker and Company: 1972), here.
“The first whirlwind month of Donald Trump’s presidency has brought the injustices of racism, capitalism, and patriarchy long festering beneath the surface of American society out into the open” – Julian Brave NoiseCat, here.
“The liberal elites, who bear significant responsibility for the death of our democracy, now hold themselves up as the saviors of the republic.” – Chris Hedges, here.
“And even now, having lost and lost and lost, the (Democratic [sic] Party) shows little sign of being able to see itself clearly in a mirror, much less identifying all the ways it needs to change to become anything like a democratic party ever again.” – William Boardman, here.
THE SAME DAY the Democratic (sic) Party was again confirming its apocalyptic malice by electing the Hillaryite Tom Perez as its national committee chairman, 25 February 2017, I was awaiting a Pierce Transit bus on which I would encounter a relatively young, apparently once prosperous homeless woman who is one of the innumerable victims of the Capitalist savagery exemplified by the eviction-aftermath photos I made on 22 November 2013 and originally published two days later on 25 November 2013.
Given the now-undeniable reality Trump governance is already many times worse than we ever imagined it would be – that with its deportations, its storm-trooper violence and its plans for the genocidal extermination of literally millions of us “surplus workers” by cutting off our health insurance, food stamps and other life-sustaining subsidies, it is indeed de facto Nazi governance – it is hardly an aside to note the irony I originally published these pictures three days before the 2013 feast of “Thanksgiving,” the holiday that is perhaps the biggest Big Lie on the USian Empire's calendar of Big Lie celebrations.
“Thanksgiving” is an utterly absurd holiday for at least three reasons, all of which are implicit in Trump's carefully arranged victory, a coup not by Russians but by our very own One Percent overlords and their Ruling Class vassals – a coup the Russophobic USian majority is too hopelessly stupid to comprehend and too cravenly subjugated to dare resist.
Firstly, thanks to the Capitalist savagery the United States has now in its election of Donald Trump voted to maximize and continue forever, we of the ever-more-viciously oppressed 99 Percent have substantially less every year for which to be thankful, a momentum of misery that will exhaust itself only after We the (self-destructively stupid) People are reduced to a Third World wretchedness most of us cannot imagine.
Secondly, there is the feast's bluntly truthful alternative name – Genocide Day – which it has been given by the First Nations people who are descended from the (few) survivors of the 100 million children, women and men who were the genocide's original victims.
Thirdly, the Caucasian penchant for genocide – the serial-killer frenzy that underlies our species' most sadistically murderous atrocities – is no longer focused exclusively on those humans the white supremacists target for being non-white. Capitalist “austerity” means it is now Genocide Day for all of us in the 99 Percent – especially those of us who are old or disabled or otherwise deemed unexploitable for profit – and it's around the time of “Thanksgiving” the next year's deliberately murderous cuts in health care and social services are announced. In other words, Homo sapiens sapiens is again demonstrating its fiendish skill at its most definitive trait – the fact it is the only species on Earth whose primary prey is its own kind.
Thus – especially amongst the 63 percent of the USian citizenry who are devout followers of the Divine Sadist (the god whose dictates have not only Trumped any notion of national recovery but have given us patriarchy, misogyny, Capitalism and now the Nazism that is Capitalism's final, mature form) – the “Thanksgiving Day” theme has likewise assumed its own final form. It is the ultimate, ultimately ironic Moron Nation act of submission, its message literally a celebration of self-inflicted murder: “our 'one nation under god' is killing us; let us therefore give thanks.”
Which, unless we are utterly delusional, should tell us that with 63 percent of the population so hopelessly opiated (and therefore irremediably subjugated) by the doctrines that have spawned the uniquely USian (and implicitly Nazi) Prosperity Gospel, the likelihood of socioeconomic liberation by way of another USian revolution is far less than the likelihood of Lincoln's resurrection from his tomb in Springfield, Illinois.
Yes, our overlords in their diabolical omnipotence and demonic cunning have perfected Moron Nation as the world's first self-subjugating empire; yes, in their human rat labs with their human lab rats, they have meticulously conditioned our self-subjugating stupidity to perpetuate itself; yes, such self-subjugation truly is eternal – that is, until our species is extinct – now and forever amen.
Which – not coincidentally – is precisely the message reiterated and underscored by the Democratic (sic) Party's decision on 25 February 2016 to retain the cabal of candidates and party functionaries whose carefully contrived malfeasance and devilishly skillful sleight-of-hand ushered in the Empire's first openly Nazi president.
HERE IN TACOMA, a seaport that handles substantially more tonnage than neighboring Seattle, Perez's day of triumph, 25 February 2017 – the day we should henceforth lament for how it marks our now-obviously permanent loss of hope for any amelioration of the Trump Apocalypse (and a day that in lands other than Moron Nation we might simultaneously therefore celebrate as a day of revolutionary awakening) – was an odd sort of day indeed.
The weather was typical damp and drizzly Pacific Northwest February cold, rolling banks of ever-more-threatening darkened clouds chased by a westerly as swift aloft as it was knife-edged below. But atypically, maybe once or twice every hour, the storm forecast implicit in its intensifying gloom was seemingly contradicted by a momentary sunburst, as if Mother Earth were eerily showing us a metaphor for the Sanders and Ellison campaigns and all the other false promises – so I thought (or perhaps the Muse so whispered) – to which we moronically cling as our species slouches toward self-inflicted extinction in this new and final era of resurrected Nazism.
When the bus came, I hobbled aboard and took one of the “crip and geezer seats” that are (allegedly) reserved for elderly and disabled people and fold up to accommodate those who are wheelchair-bound.
Weakened as I was in the aftermath of a four-week bout with flu – a subspecies of influenza that was curiously omitted from the 2016 flu shot (and which at last count has killed 266 humans in Washington state alone), I was lucky to get a seat. It was a good omen. Usually even on Saturdays these seats are defiantly hogged by Caucasian adolescents from whom there is often “fuck you” refusal to move – smug, smirking, incipiently violent defiance the bus drivers are often too intimidated to challenge.
The white teens' behavior – which I have never even once seen duplicated by local teenaged blacks or Amerinds or Asiatics (all of whom, in decided contrast to the white kids, seem to have been raised to respect their elders) – is significant to this essay because it exemplifies the “long festering” malevolence of the white majority cited above by Julian BraveNoiseCat. It is one of the more pivotal reasons – quite possibly the most pivotal reason – the USian nation (which is most assuredly no longer “our” nation) is now ruled by Nazis. The white teens' conduct also demonstrates their support for Ayn Rand's hurry-up-and-die decree that anybody not exploitable for profit should be exterminated.
But refusing to yield bus seats to obviously disabled people is merely one of the myriad ways – like chanting the “zieg heil” equivalent “USA! USA! USA!” at Trump rallies, bullying minority folks and celebrating the annual holiday of genocidal gratitude – by which whites, mostly of the petite bourgeois classes, demonstrate their (obscenely eager) compliance with the murderous doctrines endlessly reiterated in Rand's fictionalizations of Hitler's Mein Kampf : Nazism made easy for the Moron Nation multitudes who find der Führer's text “too intellectual.”
Such are the results of elevating Rand, the white empress of greed, to be the ruling royalty of today's high-school required-reading lists, which were revised in the post-Vietnam, Powell-Memo, let's-make-Moron-Nation-real era to eliminate any humanitarian or democratic influences, which many of Powell's colleagues denounced as “Communist propaganda.” Though there was never any Harry Bridges or W.E.B DuBois in USian public education, from Powell on there was no more Walter Reuther or Susan B. Anthony, nor even Samuel Gompers or Booker T. Washington. Thus was methodically festered the ignorance, hatefulness and moral imbecility that propelled Trump into the White House as the first USian Führer.
That's why the drudgery of reading Rand and Hitler is essential if we hope to understand the monstrous forces that now own and control the most powerful empire in human history. Rand's prose is uniquely brain-numbing, obviously published only because our overlords regarded it as indispensable to the imposition of the euphemism-shrouded Nazism that has become the quintessence of the USian ethos. And Hitler is not only tedious; to read him to submerge one's self in such a vile miasma of sadism, murder, bigotry and Aryan supremacy, one wants to bathe oneself immediately afterward.
But they are again relevant because Trump is alleged to keep Mein Kampf – or a recent compendium of Hitler's speeches entitled My New Order – among his (few) bedside books. And the ideological kinship of Trump and Hitler is increasingly undeniable.
In other words, whether in the Ayn Rand, “see-Dick-run” version or in Herr Schicklgruber's original, Hitler's works and opinions are the founding principles of global Capitalism's New Order:
“Humanitarianism is the expression of stupidity and cowardice”: Adolf Hitler, here.
“It is altruism that has corrupted and perverted human benevolence”: Ayn Rand, here.
I HAD BEEN contemplating these matters for maybe five minutes before I boarded the bus, realizing even pessimists like myself have woefully underestimated the Trump regime's malignancy.
Though Trump himself has been characterized with comedic irony as “L'il Duce,” (scroll down), there is not one scintilla of humor in the associated reality. He and his fellow perpetrators are no less malevolent than Mussolini's German counterpart. And given their technological omnipotence – imagine the Sicherheitsdienst with total surveillance and Oberkommando der Wehrmacht with thermonuclear weapons and drones – they are infinitely more deadly than Hitler and all his henchmen combined. Thus what we face today is not the hyperbolic, metaphorical “Nazism” of “AmeriKKKa” as rather foolishly cited by the hopelessly naive propaganda of the Moron Nation pseudo-Left; what we face today is instead the real thing.
Which means sooner or later my Marxian politics will put me – and anyone who dares publicly think as I do – on a government death list, exactly as it is bound to do to any other avowed socialist, anarchist or even bourgeois progressive: a horrifying truth most of us cannot bear to consider, but of which we should now all be constantly aware, literally 24/7/365. Our lifespans are no longer measured by fate, happenstance and genetics; they are now also measured by presidential whim – by a president who (thanks to powers bequeathed him by his closet-Nazi predecessor Barack Obama) – can order our murders as easily as he orders breakfast.
Therefore as I rode the bus I was wondering, as I now do every day, if by some miracle I might raise enough money to buy a passport, and by yet another, far greater miracle, find some nation that values my editorial and analytical talents enough to grant me sanctuary for whatever remaining time my congestive heart failure allows me to live, and by a third miracle successfully flee thereto. It is, as one might imagine, a sobering topic for contemplation.
But suddenly I was jounced especially hard by one of the innumerable, never-to-be-filled potholes that increasingly define the abandoned infrastructure of Moron Nation's city streets. My thought-process thus in effect rebooted, I noticed the youngish woman directly across the isle from me on the geezer-seat's left-side equivalent.
Because of the seating arrangement, we faced one another, which meant I could not avoid seeing how she was surrounded by the bag-lady collection of bundles that declared her homelessness, though she was anything but the sort of long-time derelict we think of as the typical “street person.” Instead she looked to be someone whom, maybe a decade ago – before USian (global) Capitalism triggered the “Great Recession” that began our nation's transition to permanent Nazism and our own final reduction to life-or-death (slavery-or-genocide) statistics – might have been a valuable employee or a graduate student or a mother or perhaps, as with so many women, all of these in combination.
Though I tried not to be obvious about it – to stare at a stranger is not only rude but invasive and during this ever-more-hate-filled era potentially dangerous – journalistic curiosity compelled me to scrutinize her as closely I could. She was tall and slender, and on this day the Democratic (sic) Party was telling us the only “change we can (ever again) believe in” is that our national festering has now and forever metastasized into nationwide terminal illness, I noted after another particularly violent bus-pothole encounter, her movements when she retrieved her bundles from the floor evidenced the willowy grace of someone who might have studied modern dance or ballet.
Such a personal history was also suggested by her clothing: a dark blue ankle-length wool overcoat of the sort that is always fashionable winter-wear among professional women in larger U.S. cities; gray worsted wool slacks that yet retained a hint of a dry-cleaner's crease; a stylishly dangling scarf of red, blue and gray wool that had unified her coat and slacks into a single outfit. Her coat and slacks were becoming threadbare, but like the colors of her scarf, they fit her too well to have been random Dumpster bonanzas or charity hand-me-downs. And like her body language, they identified her origins as upper-middle-class, just as the wild mismatch of her emerald-green-and-white knitted stocking cap with the rest of her clothing combined with the grime on her once-white sox to declare the destitution to which she had been reduced.
I wondered how long she had been on the street and what dreadful process had stranded her there. Her facial features showed only a little of the weathering that reveals the relentless meteorological harshness from which people without homes have no escape. I doubt she was more than 30 years old, 35 at most. She had obviously once been beautiful, perhaps startlingly so. Had she also been a wife, a mother?
Then the bus lurched across yet another pothole, and there was no escape from the soul-wrenching penance of (once and only once) looking directly into her hazel eyes. They were bottomless pools of tragedy and hopelessness and pain and rage and terror and unspent tears – so overwhelmingly wounded and so powerfully wounding I dared not look into them again lest I be trapped by their undertow and drowned.
DURING MY TIME as an Occupy activist, 2011-2012, I learned how Capitalism's permanent imposition of post-American-Dream poverty, which by then had already reduced fully half the USian population to officially impoverished or low-income status, is breeding a new crop of feral children to fill its prisons, slave-pens, bordellos and sweat shops. Not a few of Capitalism's newest, youngest victims are formerly upper-middle-class kids who were suddenly thrust into the unforgiving thug-life of the streets when their families fragmented – typically amidst explosions of recriminatory rage and violence – after they were hurled into homelessness by unemployment, foreclosure and eviction.
As I noted all-too-often during the years I was covering socioeconomic issues as a member of the working press, and as I've been told by every sociologist with whom I have discussed the matter, USian families seem uniquely unable to endure Capitalism's economic depredations. While myriad hypotheses are offered for the skyrocketing rates of divorce, domestic violence, suicide, drug addiction, alcoholism and property crime that are the invariable consequences of the Capitalists' vicious practice of inflicting recessions or depressions to consolidate their wealth, most of these explanations deliberately hide how the malignancy of Capitalist psychology makes these consequences inevitable.
My own observations suggest three pivotal reasons why so many USian families collapse – or more accurately explode – under major economic stress.
Firstly, the vast majority of USian parents and children are conditioned from birth to regard their socioeconomic status and material wealth as their sole sources of identity. Hence the loss thereof is not merely a dollar-and-cents crisis but a complete (and thus infinitely traumatic) loss of personhood.
Secondly, the Capitalist notion of fiscal trauma is entirely self-blaming. In other words, when one is financially struck down – no matter whether by disease, natural disaster, injurious accident or widespread economic contraction – under Capitalism it is ultimately one's own fault.
Thirdly, veritable legions of influence-peddlers from the mostly unrecognized (and therefore overwhelmingly powerful) Capitalism Forever underground are at work day and night to protect Capitalism by ensuring the perpetuity of the “my-poverty-is-all-my-fault” dynamic. These agents of oppression include the fanatical disciples of the Prosperity Gospel, which teaches that one's financial troubles are divine punishment for sin; the less-obviously religious but equally fanatical followers of Norman Vincent Peale, who argue that all one need do to have a perfect life is “think positively”; and the secular fanatics Ayn Rand and Werner Erhard (see also Lifespring), who insist all fiscal problems are caused by failures of will. What every one of these allegedly “transforming” ideologies has in common is that it hurls the victim of Capitalism (back) into the potentially suicidal miasma of self-blame.
Which – often as the only alternative to suicide – deteriorates into projection of the blame onto one's familial partner and offspring.
Thus the unspoken dynamic of marriage as imposed by Capitalism – husband as john, wife as whore, children as trophies, financial failure as the ultimate disgrace – quickly escalates into explosive, family-shattering hatefulness, all the more so when it is reinforced by the (additional) delusions of patriarchal religion or New Age thinking.
Trump's victory – 58 percent of the Caucasian vote including 49 percent of white college graduates and 53 percent of all white women – proves beyond argument that feminism's admirable 50-year effort to ameliorate Capitalism's savagely self-condemning (patriarchal/Christian/New Age) values has not just failed but failed abysmally. Moreover it is a failure that – given the infinite triumph implicit in Capitalism's mastery of technology (i.e., total surveillance and push-button murder) – can never be reversed. That's why so many USian families will always come bitterly unglued in economic hard times. The process is especially obvious when economic troubles climax in foreclosure and eviction.
Because Capitalism relentlessly suppresses any possibility its victims might ever recognize the source of their victimization – note again the Capitalist victory evidenced by Moron Nation's self-destructive vote for Trump – most USians are methodically denied even the most minimal resources necessary to transcend the notion any financial hardship is their own shameful fault. If most of the people of the United States have heard of Marx or Lenin at all, it is only as forbidden names in a harshly tabooed catalogue of demons. And the healing psychology of David Smail, which Capitalism deems dangerously subversive precisely because it would replace the shame and anguish of self-condemnation with the understanding of class-struggle and therefore the potential of anger expressed as activism – remains so thoroughly censored it is virtually unknown in the United States.
All of which is prefatory to further description of the band of teenage feral children I heard about from a nonprofit-agency social worker who was one of my Occupy Tacoma comrades.
A journalist and social-documentary photographer probably until my final dying breath, I was interested both in recording the kids' stories as (yet another) living indictment of Capitalism, and photographing the kids themselves a la Jacob Riis to add visual credibility to the text.
The social worker said she would try to arrange a meeting with some of the kids but later reported total failure. She told me these kids were more angry and embittered and distrustful of adults and harbored a deeper more intense hatred of capitalism and “the system” than anyone she had ever met.
She said she was the only adult they trusted and explained, somewhat apologetically, they would not talk to me because they had been thoroughly betrayed by every other adult they had met and were especially distrustful of older males. She noted she herself was in late middle aged and said she wasn't sure why they trusted her save that her response to them was total acceptance. She had learned to listen to them without comment or interjection until they asked for her opinion or advice. She said she most assuredly was not a “sugar momma” – that she provided these kids with nothing more than a sympathetic ear, a comforting shoulder and occasional pizzas or fast-food hamburgers and bags of survival items like toothbrushes and condoms and tampons.
What the kids feared most of all, she said, was seizure by the authorities and subsequent confinement in the emotionally and intellectually toxic circumstances of foster care, which in the state of Washington are a genuine horror thanks to years of the same Democratic (sic) Party indifference to lower-income people that put Trump in the White House. And somehow – maybe because the kids sensed the social worker herself had once been a foster child (though she swore she had never disclosed it to them) – they knew she would never rat them out.
At the time the social worker and I had these conversations, 2011 and 2012, my guess was the kids not only trusted her because she was non-judgmental but loved her as a surrogate parent because she gave them the closest approximation of unconditional love they would ever encounter in the Capitalist jungle to which they were now and forever condemned.
And now in 2017 riding the herky-jerky Tacoma bus and already haunted by the intensity of trauma I had glimpsed in the eyes of the young homeless woman who sat across the isle me, I could not but wonder if she had lost her own children to the post-partum abortion of economic disaster and if what I had seen in her bottomlessly tortured glance was the parental side of the story told me by the social worker – the anguish of a mother whose children had been reduced to street urchins when American Dream Capitalism revealed its tyrannosauric nature and destroyed her family.
IT IS AN aside, but the support provided the “New Age” or “Human Potential Movement” and its various spin-offs by the One Percenters and their Ruling Class vassals suggests its Capitalism-bolstering function is no coincidence.
Note for example the connection between Erhard and Milton Friedman (for which scroll down to “Self Education”). Friedman is of course the father of neo-liberal economics and its policy of disguising genocide as “austerity” – Capitalism's newest self-transformation into Nazism as pioneered by the Pinochet Regime in Chile and subsequently by the Nixon-Ford-Carter-Reagan-Bush-Clinton-Bush II-Obama-Trump Regime here in the United States. Note too the relevant dates: the Powell Memo was written in August 1971; Erhard Seminars Training (aka “est”) began two months later. Again this could be dismissed as coincidence, but the ideological connections between One Percenters and the promoters of “New Age” programs suggest otherwise.
Indeed the entire “New Age/Human Potential” phenomenon appears to have been a massive (and massively successful) effort to co-opt the Counterculture's spirit quest; to steer it away from the incipiently anti-Capitalist realms of feminist, environmentalist or Gaian spirituality and kindred First Nations beliefs; and thus to pervert the Counterculture itself into a vehicle of beliefs and practices that implicitly embrace and perpetuate Capitalism.
This was precisely the “New Age” intent was immediately postulated by its Marxian critics, myself included.
Today, witnessing via the above links the breathtaking magnitude of our overlords' support for the entire “New Age” phenomenon, I understand better than ever why my “Glimpses of a Pale Dancer” was destroyed by fire just as it appeared headed for mainstream publication.
The manuscript's final draft ran to probably 75,000 words of extensively footnoted text and would have included as many as 100 photographs chosen from at least 11,000 frames of purposeful camera work. Among the latter were about 50 “sandwiches,” later edited down to a total of 25, each made from two negatives sandwiched together in my enlarger and printed as a single image depicting variants of the Counterculture's emergent spiritual vision. The text, based on 24 years of research and notes, catalogued the mythic content of Countercultural music, art and literature and its emergent mores and folkways, and on that basis redefined the entire movement as the first wave of our species' anti-patriarchal revolution: the one revolution that might have saved us from extinction, but now – given how Moron Nation has Trumped humanity – will never be more than a withered corpse of tragic memory.
Cicely Nichols, the professional book editor who died of cancer in 2008, had volunteered to edit “Dancer” and mother it to mainstream publication. She believed it was a genuinely revolutionary book, that it was destined to be one of the most important works of the 20th Century – that its publication might even resurrect the Counterculture's original pagan, anti-patriarchal and therefore definitively anti-Capitalist directions. Thus we met in the legendary Lion's Head (where else?) on 1 September 1983 for drinks and dinner to finalize our working agreement and celebrate our editorial partnership. Our meeting was at 7:30 p.m. Eastern Daylight Time. At exactly the same moment 2,900 miles to the west, 4:30 p.m. Pacific Daylight Time, someone set fire to the house wherein all my work was stored, leaving a melted electric clock at the fire's point of origin to make sure we knew the time the blaze was started and that I understood the message thereby sent by the total destruction not just of my life's work but of all my goals and dreams as well.
Obviously the Central Intelligence Agency's Operation Chaos, tasked with destroying the entire Counterculture, was far busier – and lasted far longer – than even the most paranoid of its critics dared imagine.
MORON NATION'S EQUIVALENT of conventional wisdom – in other words, its carefully conditioned combination of sustained bigotry, induced ignorance and pathological denial – now argues that because we survived the Nixon presidency, the Trump presidency will be likewise survivable.
But Nixon was survivable precisely because the political atmosphere of his era required he pretend to comply with the U.S. Constitution.
Trump, however, following as he does in the footsteps of our long succession of maliciously anti-Constitutional presidents – LBJ, Nixon himself, Ford, Carter, Reagan, Bush, Clinton, Bush II and (most of all) Obama – is under no such obligation.
Moreover it is surely arguable the subversion of Constitutional governance by which each of Trump's nine predecessors cleared the way for the Trump dictatorship – a deliberate, methodical subversion of the Bill of Rights that was effectively completed by Obama – is merely the fulfillment of a long, elaborate but mostly clandestine Ruling Class agenda. As we Marxians know, and as therefore cannot be said too often for non-Marxian audiences, fascism and/or Nazism is the only possible outcome of Capitalist economics.
Historically speaking, the inexorable march to unabashed U.S. fascism began with the immunity granted the perpetrators of the 1934 Bankers' Plot (scroll down for my corrective comment). Obviously, all of these plotters should have been executed as traitors despite the plot's defeat. Instead they were not only protected by Congress but clandestinely reimbursed by U.S. taxpayers for the financial losses they suffered as a result of their massive, multi-billion-dollar support for Hitler.
USian fascism was next given a huge boost by the legion of Nazi war criminals welcomed and absorbed by the governmental and corporate apparatuses c. 1945-1946.
No, we probably won't have forced-labor and extermination camps as obvious as Auschwitz or Dachau. But with slavery already reinstated by the for-profit prison cartel; plus mass deportations of Hispanics and blacks; mass “terrorism” arrests (as are looming at Standing Rock); mass round-ups of “criminals” (as are intended to suppress legal marijuana); and the deliberately genocidal elimination of the entire socioeconomic safety net under the guise of “tax reform” – the destruction of Social Security included – the useful-idiot mentality of Moron Nation ensures the same deadly results are readily achievable with far less controversy.
The final nails in the coffin of our liberty were hammered in place by a series of political murders. The first of these, of President John Fitzgerald Kennedy on 22 November 1963, will surely be the event by which future historians mark the death of the USian experiment in representative democracy – that is, in the increasingly unlikely event there is any human future at all. The era's subsequent murders – Malcolm X in 1964; Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. and Sen. Robert Francis Kennedy in 1968; Fred Hampton in 1969; four students at Kent State University and two at Jackson State College in 1970; plus Karen Silkwood in 1974 – were what the military would call “mopping-up” operations: the extermination of any remaining embers of effective resistance.
Though no other writer has to my knowledge viewed these atrocities as related elements in a single pattern, in retrospect it is undeniable they targeted – and no doubt intimidated to relative silence – each of the factions from which anti-fascist resistance might have arisen: political liberals, the black Civil Rights Movement, the Anti-War Movement and, in the person of Silkwood, the Labor, Feminist and Environmental movements. Surely this is no coincidence. Indeed the succession of murders is a classic example of the old Soviet spook axiom, “once is happenstance, twice may be coincidence, three times is undoubtedly enemy action” – the enemy in this instance being the Nazi-hearted Capitalists who now in the person of Trump and thanks to his nine closet-Nazi predecessors have gained the same absolute power over the United States der Führer had over Nazi Germany.
In this context, the events of 9/11 (or some similar incident) and their conversion into an USian rerun of the Reichstag Fire were inevitable. Such is the unspeakable reality of the Fourth Reich, just as all those Nazi war criminals adopted by the USian Ruling Class foresaw and intended.
In bitter truth, Trump's fascism, neo-fascism, neo-Nazism, uniquely American Nazism, Christofascism, JesuNazism, Ayn Rand fascism – call it whatever you like – has been the predetermined fate of our nation for at least 83 years. Its ever-accelerating momentum is fueled not just by the idiosyncrasies of our Moron Nation politics, but by the fact, here again repeated for emphasis, that fascism is the mature form – the only possible mature form – of Capitalism.
So no, I cannot agree with those delusional fools who cling to the fantasy We the People will survive Trump, because the “we” of which they speak – the “one nation indivisible with liberty and justice for all” – has never existed in reality and now does not exist even in pretense or fantasy or ignorant delusion or “hopie-changie” self-deception, the ultimate Big Lie of which is the notion “the arc of the universe bends toward justice.”
Not only does history prove the “arc” bends in the opposite direction – not only toward injustice but toward ever-more-murderous forms of injustice – this time history and its academic allies sociology and psychology inform us the the triumph of fascism is forever. For this time there is no Red Army (nor any other force on Earth) capable of resisting the tyranny of Moron Nation, overthrowing its tyrants and liberating us from their ever-escalating savagery.
THE SILKWOOD CASE brings to mind one of the lessons most methodically suppressed by the patriarchal version of history – that under patriarchy, women are either broken (in the same sense horses and dogs are broken), or they rise defiantly above misogynistic hatefulness and become our species' most instinctively effective revolutionaries.
This historical truth is demonstrated by events as far removed from one another as Boudicca's War (60-61 CE) and what obtained in Paris c. 1789. It is also central to every socialist revolution at least since the Paris Commune of 1871; the 1917 Russian Revolution, for example, began on 8 March 1917 with a wildcat strike by the 5,000 women employed by Petrograd's Lesnoy Textile Works, a fact downplayed (if not suppressed) by nearly all the revolution's male historians. Kevin Murphy, of the University of Massachusetts/Boston is therefore a remarkably rare exception.
And let us not forget La Pasionaria – the Passion Flower – Delores Ibarruri, the voice of the Spanish Republic.
As Max Weber tells us, Capitalism is the direct offspring of Protestant Christianity. Capitalism's lineage is patriarchy>Abrahamic religion>Christianity>Protestantism>the Prosperity Gospel>divine right corporate management>JesuNazism (with the patriarchal misogyny of Judaism, Christianity and Islam therefore an integral part of Capitalism). Hence from the Capitalist perspective there are no adversaries more dangerous than educated and empowered women.
Which is precisely why the Trump regime intends to impose a Christian version of Sharia on the women of the United States, such that the liberties progressive women have gained since the advent of Second Wave Feminism during the late 1960s will soon be legislated and executive-ordered into naught but poignant memories.
Legal contraception? Kiss it good-bye. “Biblical capitalism” – i.e., JesuNazism – mandates maximum breeding to sustain and grow its “human capital,” the population of its slave pens.
PERHAPS THE ONE genuinely unequivocal truth of history is there are only two ways tyranny can be overthrown. One is by revolution – which to succeed requires the support of one or more powerful foreign allies (as in the French assistance to the future U.S., the German assistance to the future Union of Soviet Socialist Republics and the Soviet assistance to the future Peoples' Republic of China). The only other means of triumphing over tyranny is by foreign invasion, as in the defeat of Germany in 1945 (which despite Capitalist propaganda was mainly the work of the indescribably courageous Red Army).
Today, thanks to the technologies of total surveillance and what amounts to push-button murder (whether by drone or death squad), any sort of genuine revolution is impossible. Mass surveillance is inescapable; there is no defense against it. This not only means all real revolutionaries will be detected and imprisoned or exterminated long before they achieve even minimal effectiveness; it also means we the people are already nothing more than inmates in a concentration-camp that differs from Auschwitz or Dachau only in that it is genuinely nationwide and therefore lacks visible guards, fences or gas chambers – a truth so utterly devastating, most of us will never allow ourselves to acknowledge it.
As to liberation by foreign invasion, that too is rendered forever impossible by the tyrant's possession of thermonuclear weapons – in other words, the capability to totally obliterate any would-be invader.
Thus for us here in the de facto Fourth Reich, there will never be anything so ecstatically joyous as the Red Army's liberation of Prague or the Western Allies' liberation of Paris.
Moreover, just as Harry Turtledove demonstrates in the short story “The Last Article” (here), nonviolence against a genuine tyrant is no less suicidal than violent resistance – a lesson I fear we shall soon learn here in the Imperial Homeland, once the Trump Regime begins fulfillment of its promise to obliterate all resistance to its despotism.
Probably the regime's first act of mass-murder will be at Standing Rock, by soldiers and federalized police tasked with liquidating the Water Protectors. But watching events as they have unfolded since Trump took office, who can doubt such murderously repressive measures will very soon become our national norm?
In such a context, this Fourth Reich in which we are imprisoned could sustain itself indefinitely, not the least by reducing most (if not all) of the 99 Percent to real slavery. Again, the technology to enforce such oppression already exists – has in fact existed since the USian corporation IBM built the world's first computers specifically to facilitate Nazi German tyranny – which means our overlords long ago technologically expressed their intention to enslave the entire global 99 Percent. And again, there is absolutely no defense against such technology. Nor is there any way a group of civilians could escape surveillance long enough to develop such a defense – much less raise the vast fortunes required for such development.
My more environmentally-focused comrades assure me Capitalism will literally burn itself out, probably by some combination of resource exhaustion and fossil-fuel-escalated terminal climate change (which, by the way, is what I have argued since 2005 “global warming” should properly be named).
Capitalism's self-destruction by its own environmental depredation is an admittedly attractive fantasy, and it most assuredly has a historical foundation in our planet's myriad abandoned cities.
But, again, the quasi-divine supremacy of modern technology weighs heavily in the opposite direction. Our overlords are neither stupid nor suicidal: indeed, their captive scientists work night and day to ensure the guaranteed longevity not just of the One Percent but of their Ruling Class vassals as well.
Meanwhile they insist ever-greater numbers of us 99 Percenters are to die (slain by wars, austerity, disease or whatever other deadly wretchedness they choose to impose), merely so they can sustain their own obscenely privileged lives – all the while, as is often the case, sadistically relishing our death struggles as if we were nothing more than doomed actors in the eternal snuff-film that is Capitalism.
Thus the only sort of event that could perhaps bring about the end of this new Reich is some natural disaster of extinction-level magnitude scarcely imaginable outside apocalyptic science fiction: seismic activity that reduces all the continents to scattered islands; volcanism geometrically more destructive than the mega-eruption that destroyed the Minoan commonwealth 3600 years ago; cyclonic storms of typhoon width and tornado force; collisions with asteroids – and of course World War III. But the flaw in such a notion is that, by its very definition, the requisite extinction-level event leaves no human survivors to enjoy the fruits of liberation.
TO SUMMARIZE, I say again it is essential we understand that Trump and the terminal events he personifies – the emergence of the United States as the Nazi Fourth Reich plus the now-unavoidable extinction of our species and the concurrent death of our planet as anything other than a habitation for cockroaches – are not accidents.
His presidency – and our resultant fatal plight as a people, a species and a planet – is the logical outcome of not one deadly history but four deadly histories in concert. The first of these is the span of 242 years that began with the birth of Moron Nation, the moment its Rabble in Arms proclaimed their independence from Great Britain, thereby empowering the ultimate fulfillment of mindless malevolence that now under Trump has unquestionably begun. The second is the span of 83 years since the Nazi-minded perpetrators of the Bankers' Plot were absolved of all guilt by Congress and set free to continue their clandestine efforts at USian Nazification. The third is the 1,704 years since the Roman Emperor Constantine signed the Edict of Milan (thereby guaranteeing the triumph of the Prosperity Gospel that brought Trump to power and made self-inflicted apocalypse the inescapable reality of our nation, species and planet). The fourth history is that of patriarchy itself – the approximately 6,000 year “dance of contempt” that began when the male gender overthrew at least 194,000 years of human motherhood and replaced it with “...a perverse form of connection that replaces true intimacy with complex, covert layers of dominance and submission, collusion and manipulation...the unacknowledged paradigm of relationships that has suffused Western civilization generation after generation, deforming both sexes, and destroying the passionate bond between them...” leading ultimately, inevitably, irrevocably to the personification of apocalypse that is President Donald Trump.
Thus our extinction is no longer a matter of “if” but “when” – whether by thermonuclear war, environmental poisoning or both. For if the United States is the ultimate form of human self-government, then Donald Trump is the ultimate consequence of human endeavor. And Trump, as proven by the thermonuclear brinksmanship of his Syrian bombing, has now revealed himself to be no different from Hillary. He is yet another personification of the apocalypse – the doom, now obviously inescapable, inflicted by Capitalism and its Moron Nation on our species, on all other sentient life on this planet, and ultimately on the planet itself.
Meanwhile, now that it is too late to do anything about it, Capitalism stands revealed as our species' first – and most likely last – truly infinite evil.
LB/25 February-12 April 2017
(Afterword 13 April 2017: This essay obviously concludes whatever lifetime message I might have had for my fellow humans. Nevertheless I will continue writing and photographing as long as I am able, whether I die in a thermonuclear flash – my most probable fate given I live in the Puget Sound area [which is by far the most target-rich environment on this planet] – or I am murdered by the secret police, or I fall prey to the ever-intensifying ailments of old age. But from now on, however long I might live, I will work with the sure knowledge the entire question of editorial influence has become irrelevant, rendered so by the apocalyptic threat implicit in Trump's provocations of Russia and now of China and North Korea as well. Portrayal of the human condition, attempted political persuasion or any other such intentions are nullified – not just for me but for all cultural workers – by the fact We the People of Planet Earth are irremediably reduced to naught but marking time until the malignant hybrid of Moron Nation, Capitalism, Christianity and patriarchy fulfills its suicidal imperative. Yes, we who despite the relentless pressures of moronation have somehow retained some semblance of humanitarian conscience and consciousnesses will surely continue to protest just as surely as I myself will continue to write and photograph, but in our hearts of hearts we all know we are merely awaiting the thermonuclear annihilation we have so long foreseen and therefore so rightfully feared. Thus in the end are we forcibly reduced to nihilism, the final Trumping of the human spirit.)