Saturday, 14 July 2018

THE SUICIDE COLLECTIVE




It’s a ‘what you don’t know won’t hurt you’ game plan
with a good dose of shame and blame 
in a recycled modus operandi
and all designed to
   
divide and conquer 










1986 (Windsor Ontario)

My Dad would have loved Trump.  Stoic, stubborn - ‘knows everything’ kinda guy w/a touch of torment, hatred of women and a penchant for payback.  Sound familiar?  The BIG man who wears an expensive suit, drives a BIG car and has a hot trophy wife (ok, you get it).  


I mean ok (story is), he got right royally fucked over and so now they need to suffer (yawn) … listening still.  It’s frikkin’ brutal.  Rambling about street blacks in Detroit getting what they deserve, (intoxicated at 2pm).  Long pause.  The silence is deafening.  "So Dad, just how is it that they deserve being dominated and oppressed"?  Even longer pause and that familiar long look of death.  That's it.  I'm in trouble now.  I learned everything about the term "bleeding heart liberal"  that day, and then there was no room for discussion (on anything anymore). 


I was 30 and hadn’t seen him in years and honestly?  He didn't have any help (desciphering reality from fantasy). Sad. You see here’s the deal … he feels the world owes HIM something because he was left behind - abandoned, when in fact he blew it and abandoned himself (emotionally/spiritually) long ago, and so it was inevitable.  We had grown apart and his will to live was being compromised.  In disrepair.  He didn’t care (never did), a hint of suicide in the air.  I remained distant. I had absolutely no idea what to do ... as lost as he was.


My way or the highway.  The one thing I've learned is that 'forcing' change almost always backfires (counter-productive) and that all the money and military might in the world ultimately doesn't make one man (or any one people) any more powerful (or relevant) over another.  Ok maybe in the short term.  We’re here for an instant then gone anyway.  Whatever.  POOF, in a flash and up in smoke we go, six feet under - all over. Here today, gone tomorrow.  More-so now than ever ... compassion, common sense, the ability to reason and critical thinking have all been eclipsed by something much larger … entitlement.


I guess you didn't get the memo.  What’s real is no longer important because everything you see is fake news anyway, so fuck it.  IF we all get blown to smithereens?  At least I will have had the opportunity to make my point.  It's all about the collective.  It's about what's right.









That said, it’s really not that obvious especially to those who don’t want to know.  Right wing thinkers blame us ‘snowflakes’ for stirring up shit and blaming them only they invented the rules, especially in this latest round of debauchery, all reinvented and endorsed by celebrity apprentice, fame and fortune (ah, the American Dream) and all in that familiar adrenalin rush that comes after hearing the words … “you’re fired”.  


All the problems in the world? … always someone else’s fault.  It's magic. The term ‘zero accountability’ comes to mind.  

That said; it’s imperative that we all take a good long look in the mirror from time to time and ask ourselves the most important question … ‘so what’s my part in all of this anyway’? Otherwise we’re just sticking our head in the sand just like they are.  



"I believe in a vision of equality, justice, freedom and multi-racial democracy,
built on the premise that all people are created equal."

Barack Obama







Drain The Swamp - Hiding the Hypocrisy

Who knew that it could be so simple, so easy?  It's a slam-dunk.  It was originally about vowing/promising to take on the 'power structure' in Washington (ie. Wall Street, The Clintons/Corporate Lobbyists etc.).  Then it shifted to 'draining the swamp'; away from the power grid and towards removing/deporting those who supposedly threaten our livelihood/freedom (specifically immigrants) and no-one even flinched or questioned the switch.  Tax breaks for the rich (corporations) while gutting health care and essential social programs. A crime of the century con, flawlessly executed and all in plain sight.  

It's chasing brown people out the back door, while crusty old white guys slip through the front (in broad daylight) and clean the living room out.  It's about Kanye West visiting the Oval Office (dozens of reporters) and in an incoherent rant saying "when we make everything in China and not in America, we're cheating our country" while Trump listens, smiles and nods his head.  The Trump Collection (fashion suits, shirts, ties & accessories) are all made in China.  They know he's a sexual predator.  They know he lies.  They know his products are made in China and they know he colluded with the Russians. IT DOESN'T MATTER!  

Fundamentally we all just want to be heard so yeah, we have more in common then we would like to admit.  Some would prefer to look at it; others away from it.  That said, there’s a whole lot of reaction/resentment at the slightest hint of adversity/disagreement (a redundant rigidity if you will) and the rules of debate conveniently shift in favour of the righteous, where moving backwards makes way more sense than moving forward and 'collateral damage'?  Comes with the territory.  It's just easier to point and shoot first, then ask questions later.

And so, a new President (and most powerful man in the world) has turned the world into an episode of Jerry Springer; you know the one where 2 women tear each other to shreds while the crowd cheers on “Jerry, Jerry, Jerry” all laughing and loving the shit-show!  What’s important here is that I get what I need (and you don’t).  That’s what I mean by entitlement.  









Childish actually.  It's like the kid next door wanting to play with your toy (even though you're not) but you don't let him (because it's yours).  Snickering when extending your leg just enough to trip the class idiot walking by in the cafeteria, his lunch tray crashing to the floor. Hilarious.  It’s about doing whatever it takes to maintain our elevation because omnipotence is the name of the game now and if you don’t learn to play along, then you’re not in the game. 


I’m troubled by all this and yet I’m optimistic.  History has taught me that greed and narcissism is (generally) short-lived and when it gets right down to push & shove vs. humility, humans deliver regardless of what side of the fence you’re on; looking at the big picture.  If someone else is in trouble, our first instinct is to help them regardless of the circumstances and that most of what’s going on is just an act, designed to attract attention.  This is what needs to be remembered first and foremost, what we have in common (what we share). 


That's what makes me not a Liberal or Conservative thinker, but a human being.









They say that 9/10 attempted suicides are just ‘a cry for attention’ (cry for help) and maybe that’s what all this is about.  In the end?  We always figure it out.  In the meantime, it’s all the theatrics that bother me most because they hurt unnecessarily.  Maybe, they just want to be loved more.  I mean, who doesn't want more?  I want more and so do you.



for G.J. (Jim) LaMarche - 1925-2002










THE SUICIDE COLLECTIVE


a jim lamarche remix
Gateway House Sessions/18
assembled in logic audio and final cut










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