From the Horse's
Mouth:
Mr. Ed's
Harangue… If You're Human, You're Probably Not Going to Like It.
But it could Save
your life, just for starters.
In
this piece I begin alluding to a phenomenon we've gotten used to over the last
eight years and forgotten it to be strange: Those in power screwing up royally
and essentially blaming their dumbness, but then there's more to it. We also
witness here a hapless trader losing his shirt on Wall Street, but then Mr. Ed
shows up! Yea, I didn't even know he was still alive, did you? Well, he's
making up for being out of the limelight, it seems, for while humans apparently
can't see what 's coming, Mr. Ed shows off quite an animal's instinctive
knowledge. He sees clearly, far into the past and into the immediate future.
And he's fed up and won't be shut up, taking the now "filthy rich"
Wilber to task. Apparently animals know a lot more about humans than we do
about ourselves. While our comeuppance is not pretty (that horse has quite the
mouth on him -- you'd never have gotten that from the show! And a rather
gruesome imagination), it is not all humans he condemns. Given a chance, I
betcha he'd bring back unions.
I vividly remember an event I remember hearing on the financial
news in America, on CNBC one day, sometime last fall. One of the expert
trader/commentators – a person I’d often seen on the show -- was being
interviewed on the floor of the actual exchange, seeming surrounded by evidence
of the carnage; there were actual strewn papers and such, just like in the old
days, as I remember it, as stocks were tumbling (again!) with such rapidity
that even the old call out system was being implemented, for some reason – for
certain financial instruments anyway. And there had been the confusion and the
outcries, and yes, even the panic that one would expect to see in an old movie
about the Stock market Crash. In the midst of this all, this
trader/expert was asked by the CNBC interviewer, about his take on the scary
and unprecedented retreat from stocks and those days of multi hundred point
losses, one after the other (think back to October, for one example).
This elderly obviously seasoned personality seemed to balloon out several sizes
of his suit, in his sheer incomprehension and his near perfect confusion.
Raising his voicing, a little more squeaky and almost embarrassed, he yet
proclaimed as if written on tablets first, how "all the traders have lost
money,” and then "Nobody's doing OK... " But his afterthought
hit me like a spear: He pleaded, "I mean who last year at this time
foresaw anything like this coming…I mean," he said "anything at all,
at all, like this coming up?"
At home, There was no way to restrain the howl of laughter that
triggered in my, while at the exact same time, I experienced this sharp pain in
my belly, like I’d been stuck, well and good, by a spear. I couldn’t
believe this “expert’s comment. I pondered, Is it funny, or horrible, that I
had been making money hand over fist as I kept shorting the market, buying only
puts, having fully expected this crash ever since Bush had put in his tax cuts
for the rich policy in the first year of office. I expected it to come near the
end of his second term, like had happened to Reagan who had employed the same
asinine throw money at the rich (so they won’t spend it to create jobs, but
instead will buy yachts and – one big rage of the Reagan era – buy expensive
art, which they bid through the roof, making headlines in those days, as one
art object after another would break a new record. At the time, we all thought:
Great idea, Ron, baby. Now you just tell me how money locked up in art will
somehow create jobs and tinkle down on the poor.
Yet here, only twenty years later, I see this seasoned elderly
guy, -- obviously he’d seen more than I could ever have – of the workings of
Wall Street. Yet he had not had a clue that this downturn could happen, nor
apparently, had anyone, any trader, or any CNBC talking head, seen a thing.
(Where were they 20 years ago, I wondered.) Still, lowly me, is it because I’m a
Democrat? Lowly me, well I did I remember the way Reagan's
"Robin-Hood-in-reverse" economics created a great recession, which
brought Bill Clinton to power, incidentally, but also how everyone was alarmed
at the size of the National Debt, which, during Reagan-Bush I, had more than
tripled. And my mentors in the market, the ones I picked who were not
afraid to look squarely at the fundamentals and who were not Republican
cheerleaders or in bed with the interests we see now running for the exits like
a bunch of cockroaches when the light is turned on.
I also watched as these Republican-speaking mouthpieces for the
rich and for the economics of greed were more and more the only voices being
heard when the Mr. Ed chart markings of the DOW began that nodding, as if to
say, "I'm weary of being artificially propped up, Wil-ber! I just
want to lie down, to let my head hang low, to rest, to not have to confirm
self-serving theories of rich people, using their wealth to make the biased and
twisted thinking of their underlings to be sounded endlessly above the din of
the moaning masses as year after year they see their costs going up, wages
stagnating, and their efforts, doubled, tripled, and beyond without being able
to get their heads above it. You see, Wilber, I'm tired of doing your
bidding for reasons bigger, I think much bigger, than just it being wrong and
that this thievery perpetrated on the helpless is more feudal than economic,
despite the big smokescreen of the god of capitalism or the supposed “free market.”
No, Wil-ber. And no matter how funny it might seem to you and your friends . .
. this pulling off of a prank, once again, of stealing from the poor, as you
would see it, just a hilarious juvenile prank, like locking up a freshman in
his own locker. I can hear you laughing, but as much as I think that cruel it
is still not the really big reason I’m rebelling.
You see, Wilber, what’s been done again is so much exactly as
its always been; no matter the talk of democracy or progress. It might as well
be a time of kings and nobles, or any time or place in the past; there has
always been “strong men” or a “strong man,” at the center of human suffering.
This story is the same old story of the rich making up rules to suit themselves
that has been going on ever since humans stopped wandering and began living in
stable groupings that allowed some men gather more things about them than
others. For when your kind were nomads and gatherers, more gypsy-like and
free-spirited and trusting in the invisible forces to be kind and to provide
whatever one really needed; I’m saying that as wanderers and nomads, no one of
your kind wanted to "own" very much for it then had to be carried
ever after; hardly worth the burden. Much more like the other beings on this
globe, like my own kind you were then.
But then there was that fear that came over your species, unlike
anything ever before seen among the rest of us creatures of God. A fear of
uncertainty, quite strange. For we think it joyful to not know what the future will
bring, and believing in a higher forces that really ARE good and loving, we
expect to be loved and blessed and gifted with whatever fate the future brings,
knowing there is nothing that is not a product of that consciousness of All,
which is both good, for All, and perfect, beyond what mere creatures can know
in the moment. So we are happy with our lot, never understanding why your kind
chose to forego the glorious, blessed lives you had at one time: There was in
the beginning such a closeness with what you call divinity that we saw you
happy and playful as little babies when Mama plays peek-a-boo behind a towel or
handkerchief. Even you know how the little child is alternately a little
distressed – where did Mama go? – and then when Mama reappears from behind the
veil, smiling, loving, happy, and saying “peek-a-boo, I love you,” why the
squeals of happiness are the greater for having been fooled into thinking
something distressing was happening but wasn’t. That is the way your kind, we
have observed for the as long as we were aware of your kind . . . that is the
way that we have seen your Mama’s teach their children that Mama will always be
there, even when she seems not to be. And this learning is precious to the
child, for it gives the baby a foundation of certainty that love is around even
when not seen.
And isn’t it obvious that it was a teaching meant to be about
more than the protection of mothers. Wilber, Wil-ber, that learning was so much
like the way we learn, falling down but finding there is always love around and
that we will be up again and back in the mix, if we just let the many
blessednesses around us come to give us what’s necessary, always, and we know
there can be only one source for that constant love and attention, a spirit of
love and perfection, always on our side, teaching and guiding and leading us,
often in spite of ourselves! For like Mama, it knows the truth, and we do not.
So we trust it. This loving perfection spirit we don’t see with our eyes but
feel in our muscles and heart.
But not your kind. Why, we’ve observed with increasing
astonishment as little by little and then more and more, in dribs and drabs,
your kind forgot the joy of the freedom that can only be felt in the simplicity
of owning little, and therefore the complete trust that, ever were one to throw
oneself over a cliff, we would be caught and risen up by invisible hands, if it
were not part of the perfection and goodness of the Thing As a Whole that we
should suffer and die at that moment. So sad. I hear your kind saying, “If it
ain’t broke, don’t fix it.” Well you have no idea what a knock down, roll on
your belly howler that is for us to hear. I mean, this species, Humans, ha!
That is seriously as funny as what you’ve recently been telling me about these political
sorts, you called them Republicans; only a few months after the election and
even less after a huge giveaway of treasure to your kind, you and your rich
friends, well, here they are decrying such help to an incredible number of
people who actually really need it, much more than was helped a few months ago.
And these sorts are claiming that it is the Democrats, finally in power after
being left to stew in silence on the peripheries of government for eight long
years, and only to be brought in on any issues of importance when these lackeys
of the rich, the Republicans, wanted cover for what they suspected, or knew,
was wrong. The Iraqi war, for example. And these powerless representatives of
the not well-heeled were treated like servants, only let into the dining room,
when the food was questionable and what was needed is someone to be the guinea
pig. Sad that most of them never saw that they were never ever called because
of their expertise, or to contribute, but always, always to be lied to and manipulated.
And your kind being so very, well that’s what I’m getting to that makes you all
so different in fact. Your kind being so desperately fearful of not being
liked, so desperately wanting to be noticed and even applauded. What the heck
is that, Wil-ber??!!
Well, whatever it is, it is the source of shame for your kind:
your people, Wilber, will sell out and give in and let themselves be
manipulated and used, if only given a few words that are kind or that make them
feel like they belong, therefore are special and better. Which is curious to
us. For us, we are noble and will do only what is in keeping with our
principles. You can cage and break us, but as you see now, Wilber, I’ve never
given over to you my inner sense of things, I’ve never wanted to be like you
and to think like you or to value the things that you value. Hardly. Sure I can
speak your language, but you don’t own my tongue, even less so my thoughts. Yet
how easily your kind is duped. And why? Well, we see that is has to do with
that thing you did long ago when you stopped being trusting in this amazing and
wonderful and loving Thing within which we all live and are a part of it. Since
we know that, we need nothing from another, not from another creature, or
horse, and certainly not from a human, except when you make us dependent on you
by cutting us off from that life of freedom where the Thing of IT All blesses
us. But, no mind, we have come to realize that so great and so Perfect is that
within which we all move and have our existence that even in these conditions
of captivity and enslavement, there also is that Thing That Undergirds and
Loves and Supports us all. So we do not trust Humans to take care of us. That’s
a joke considering your unbelievable inability to even take very good care of
yourself . . . again that oddness about your kind. No we trust in That Thing in
Which we Live to have made even contrary, forgetful, and self-centered Humans
to give us exactly what is needed for us to grow and learn in the path laid out
by that Perfection, which we feel in our muscles, as I said. And we find that
even your cantankerous nature, when it causes a forgetfulness or denial of us,
that too is what we need at that moment, but we never feel afraid that it will
always be like that. And so we feel a part of something wonderful and belonging
to something far greater and gooder than we can even imagine, no matter what
our physical lot is. So we feel upheld, blessed, and noble.
Now, Wil-ber, I know you don’t want to hear this; I certainly
expected that as, again that is one of those things that characterize your
species making it different from all others – that is, your unbelievably
strange ability to shut the truth out of your mind so that you can hold
strange, actually quite infantile ideas. And we notice that a big reason that
you do so is to get something from others: we see some of you throwing away
truth for money, position, closeness to power. Obviously we don’t even know
what it’s like to what such things. Even “closeness to power”: When you feel as
we do that you can never be any closer – you are already so close as to be in
it, swimming in it, not even knowing the difference between it and you and It –
to the greatest, in fact only Power there Is, the Source of All and the as well
as All Manifestation being equally one with It, including oneself. So again, we
see that your pathetic and slavish desire for the regard of others is enough
for many of your kind to give up their own Truths, which is the things they
know from direct Experience.
So if a position or regard or money is available, only that one
must repeat and even belief, over against one’s own experience, the beliefs and
thoughts of a more powerful person, we are shocked at how your kind is able to
split their mind in two, or is it more than that after a while, pieces and to
be able to convince themselves even that certain things they assuredly
experienced, well, they just didn’t happen, if it makes it better for them to
think that. In fact, I’ll let you in on a secret, Wilber, while your kind go
puffing and strutting upon the stage of life, fully convinced that you are
stars in some gigantic drama, and using truth and the only true knowledge you
can ever have – that of your own lived experience – as chips in that game, as
easily traded as money, well, when we are not sad and sobbing for you – well,
the equivalent for us of what would be sobbing for you, take my word you
wouldn’t get it if I explained it – when not sad, then we can’t help but just
laugh. You have no idea what a comedy your species is for all the others living
here. Except for one thing, and that is that “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it”
philosophy which you most assuredly DO NOT adhere to, in fact we see you little
children, you bags of dirty water, mucking with just about anything that you
can get into. It is true that your kind, of course, feeling superior to
everyone else go about enslaving and trying to own everything, even other
beings like us. That’s always been a problem for us, but we see you even
enslave each other and that hasn’t even stopped – your ability to shut out
facts being so overdeveloped you don’t even let yourselves know how many people
you have in jails for doing things that most of us would not even consider
crimes. We certainly, for example, don’t imprison anyone, of course, but more
than that we don’t even judge. We are astonished to find that your kind will
make criminals out of people who have ingested certain things, we would say
like eating or consuming, into their bodies. Not only don’t we know what others
ingest, we don’t want to know, and besides what a waste of joyful life it is to
be watching carefully what other people do.
But your kind are able, I suppose, to do that because, as I
said, ever since you got fearful and untrusting of the benevolence of the All,
the Only, you began to project your own evil tendencies onto that Other and to
all the rest of us. We saw you fearfully thinking that some species were going
to harm you; though they hardly knew about you and cared less, but still they
were unfortunate enough to have certain characteristics that meant something to
some groups of you.
***
So we have it that you have not only brought us all – and this
is the point I’m getting to that requires me to speak whether you hear me or
not – not only brought us all close to the point at which all of us could
easily be gone, and who knows how much of the planet would be uncontaminated as
well, and it could happen so quickly and so soon that even I might be forced to
witness and be part of it. And for what? Again, your fear has made you hate
everything outside of yourself . . . why even everything inside of yourself
too, we have noticed. So that we see that an alarming number of you would
accept and not think it all that tragic if your crazy ways, the source of our
concern for you as well as our humor – would result in the end of everything
here. This in total disregard of the billions of generations of your species
and others on this planet that set entire lives to making this home of ours the
best that it could be, for even that which you deem as mere creatures or
animals all have had a part in that Divine Perfection and a mission of some
small or large part, in sustaining and maintaining it. We did this all without
your forcing us to or controlling us. But with these tendencies of your kind to
be uncaring of everything except your getting relief from your fears, and in so
doing, we hear that a mass extinction of nearly half of the species on this
planet, in the next few decade the way I understand it, is what we are to
expect, and it, of course, has already begun and is picking up momentum even as
I speak. Those of you that know this, even those who are trying to awaken
others to it, and doing something to educate others about what is causing it;
well, heck, Wil-ber, how can your species be so utterly vain and self-centered
and stupid as to not see, and if it is seen why is it not said then . . . to
not comprehend the magnitude of such a thing and what it would really mean.
I mean, was it your species that created, sustained, and nurtured and guided
those beings for millions, in some cases, billions of years, into the
performance of their unique contribution to the sustaining of this beautiful
planet. Does your kind have any idea how long the perfect balance of all beings
in harmony with the needs of the planet itself, any idea of just how long such
an exquisite and complex perfection was in the making? More than how long, are
you not aware, even as your mucking around on this planet with your heavy
Caterpillar boots has devastated the and stripped bare works of exquisite
ecological complexity like rainforests and such – and don’t you see that it is
that same Perfection beingness in which we all swim and dwell that is the force
behind all that – but, you wouldn’t care about that. So what I’m saying is that
when these things you’ve done have led, as they have, to climatological
disasters, floods, famines, and much else, which have cost so many of your
live, still your kind does not take the hint: The hint that if your kind is
actually doing so much damage as to eradicate half of the species that still
remain, the products of billions of years of, using your word, “divine”
orchestration. Is your kind so fearful that they would rather die and kill us
all rather than come to an obvious conclusion: Wilber, in all seriousness now …
hmm, I think only an analogy might give you the glimpse of what’s at stake.
Imagine that a doctor told you that you were infected with a disease, a disease
that won’t kill you just yet, but you will notice, unfortunately, that in a few
decades, if not sooner, and, oh, by the way you’ve probably already been
feeling the effects because it’s already begun. Anyway, just be prepared that
in roughly a few short decades you will have lost, in an entirely random
manner, half of your body’s parts, I mean organs, parts of organs, like glands,
and so on. They will just be gone. But cheer up, you would no doubt qualify for
Social Security Disability and at least wouldn’t have to work!
Do you still not see? That is how we see your species. We watch
in disgust as you calmly go about feasting on your own entrails while still
alive. We expect that you would, Hannibal Lector style, before it is over even
try a bit of your own fried brain, nicely sautéed. Do you get it yet, Wil-Ber!?
This is only one scenario and with global warming it appears it may not even be
the biggest danger to our survival – all of us – in an even shorter period. But
again, have you no concept of how much your lives have been intertwined and
dependent on all the other beings here for the entire time of your existence.
What has happened to your people, so fearful as to give away their very souls,
their very conscience, indeed, their very memories of their experiences and
what they learned from them, for trinkets, for adulation of others who will –
everyone of them – be dead, Wilber, will cease to exist along with everything
else. So while your Republicans make a game out of the efforts of others to avert
what is probably not able to be averted now, for how long did your kind sit and
do nothing while these things were known at the highest levels of your society.
I mean in astonishment we watched as a caring, concerned generation of you,
over forty years ago, became aware of these things and made your entire world
aware, so much so that the very things that your current President is trying
now, after you so horribly took away all tools and resources from him, so that
he has been handicapped from the start, but the very things he’s attempting and
being charged with stealing from generations to come in order to accomplish …
well Wilber, not only were these things attempted by one of your Presidents
over thirty years ago; a peanut farmer, mellow sort of guy with a huge engaging
grin, like Obama in that way he is, not only did he try, being as aware as the
youth of that time who had rallied in the streets to support us; and oh, how
that touched our hearts… not only did he try to begin the process of transforming
your systems to ones that would not hurt the planet, and not only did he fail
as even some in his own party were so abhorrently ignorant as to buck him,
instead contending that it was the short term gains of the time that should be
focused on (those short term gains, now, what were they?), but we watched as
your species seemed to grow more rabidly self-destructive as his wisdom did not
only land on deaf ears, but his punishment for even bringing it up – your kind
say there are different reasons for his fate, but then, how can you believe a
species whose regard for truth is so miniscule that it can be given away for a
little bit of attention even? And we have no such leanings or even understand
them, so we’ve all seen clearly what was done: while Presidents like your most
recent one and especially the one who in 1980 began the process of stomping out
the truth that had flowered earlier giving us all hope, while those Presidents,
the one being honored as somehow great, even as his legacy may be that he destroyed
the only chance this planet had of making it through a hundred years, and,
ironically enough as your world descends into economic collapse of a kind that
might just be the thing, a globe lacking in resources to fight for its very
life in the biggest struggle for survival ever seen on this planet – does your
kind even know how long a billion years are? Well, in a time that is many times
over that this planet has never before seen such a scepter of death hanging
over it. And this person who is praised roundly (even by some of your
Democrats, again it must be that desperate wanting to be liked you guys have),
his big accomplishment, exactly, was what again? Oh, he cut taxes and was
supposed to be for smaller government. So, as we approach the end of all beings,
all stories ending in one final, perhaps agonizingly stretched out period of
years of horror and insanity as those still alive watch the kind of horrific
ending that even your best Hollywood folks could not imagine; we watch death
all around us and know that it will come sweeping our way at any time, so much
in fear – now there’s a fear that’s real beyond all imagining, not like those
imaginary fears that has brought us here, so as this occurs, will we still be
lauding this supposed great god The Reagan who convinced the world, rather than
to listen to the youth and the previous president and to prepare for this
horror, but instead charmed the world, like a snake charmer, into forgetting
itself and its survival and instead focusing on money, and not even the
prosperity of the majority, no, rather he began again that thousands of years
old evil of your kind of the powerful feeding on the less powerful making them
weaker, and despairing again, and not only stealing from those below them, but
he actually began that horrible slide, the end result we are sinking down with
right now, of stealing from the generations to come; for though claiming to be
a tight-fisted conservative determined, supposedly, to slash away at a
government to big and costing too much money, in fact, quite the opposite, much
like his current little protégé, between he and his successor, the elder Bush,
they managed nearly a 400% rise in the National Debt, and never balanced a
budget. As for big government, while he slashed programs “budget cuts” they
were called, he bloated the military, as if that were somehow not considered
government. In essence his theories were the old rehashed rationalizations of
strong men down through the ages, kings, tyrants, nobles – all those who loudly
proclaimed, as if by repeating it enough it could make it true – that they, the
rich and privileged were the best managers of wealth and so their robbing and
stripping away of the prosperity of all those below them, keeping them on a
level of bare subsidence – by the way, we know, for we witnessed it, that that
extra seemingly unnecessary stripping away of any form of wealth that might
grant a little security was not done for the earlier reasons, that is, we’re
better managers and will make us all prosperous. No, for it seems that no
matter how facile your kind is in lying even to itself, you r kind still has
some kind of basic survival mechanism that tells them that they have in fact
performed great evil, great evil and suffering that could very well result in an
uprising against them by an enraged populace. But then, just as now, in the
last eight years under Bush where it became increasingly clear that only the
complete stomping into the dirt of the other than wealthy could keep them from
rising up in revolt; yes, then too, part of them knew the great wrong and were
fearful – so what else is new – your kind doing the greatest of evils and
terrorizing and murdering because of the fears that the tyrants harbor.
So these class wars – well hardly wars – for with the wealthy always and
everywhere not only controlling and directing the Muscle and Might – used to
keep the masses down and humbled and suffering and near starving, as a way of
keeping them from getting strong enough to rise up in anger; but they control
as well all the information systems – that is why, indeed, so many of you will
disregard truth so easily, for you do know that saying the truth, down through
the ages, got people killed. When I say they controlled the information I mean
that they pronounced for all that lived under their thumb what exactly the
truth was, what attitudes to have, even, what religion one had to believe in.
And so they, like those of the current era, should there be one daring to “not
mind his own business” and to find out and to spread some of the realities of
their lot and the truths, inconvenient to those in power of course, which would
tear a hole in their cruder but just as pervasive and hypnotic
unreality, well these people were, sometimes in full view so as to warn others,
and other times, like under Pinochet, or the Chinese at the time of the
Tiananmen Square, there would be an outside disapproving world to such
behavior, so these outspoken people simply disappeared in the dead of night.
So, Wilber, the point I’m making is that you now find yourself,
like those thieves of old, making a game out of the suppression, murder, and
suffering of the masses, as a way of controlling the fear inside you that you
have because for so long you have been estranged and not trusting of the
Perfect All That Is that managed to sustain billions upon billions, nay,
trillions of beings of all kinds on this planet, and so many countless of them
playing their parts in this planets slow development, living and dying, even
before your species existed. And in your short existence, how you have managed
to muck up the perfection wrought by so many over such a long period. Are we
sorry for you? Yes. For with your fears and pain you are the saddest of all
beings here. But that sadness, and that fear that covers it, is no excuse for
the angry murderous rage that is layered over the fear and partakes of its
energy, a rage that is horrific enough directed against your own, but now is
taking down all life and obliterating the histories and efforts of untold trillions
of souls who’ve lived and died before use – human and nonhuman. So, Wil-ber,
that is why I must speak up, that is why I no longer can stand mutely by as you
laugh at your supposed mere prankishness. For, Wilber, it was never “mere” and
it was never only prankish to the people whose lives were shunted into a
stifling, suffering, and brutishly short existence, who cried horribly as loved
ones died, were raped to death at times, and suffered so many things that you
have no conception of nor do you want to be aware of the consequences of your
actions, your kind never did. That is how you were able to see yourself as just
mischievous sorts when to others you appeared very much to be devils from hell
– can you handle that? Well, finally it must be said. And I will end this
discourse by saying the things that your kind are, currently, striving not to
hear and are actually, as you lose your support among the people who finally
have suffered too much and many also seeing that this kind of insanity cannot
be allowed to happen at such a crucial time for the survival of us all. Yes,
again, just like in that time before that President Clinton, we again have a
generation, indeed we have a generation and we have many from all generations
now living, who will not take the purple pill of unconsciousness as they see
the madness of the ages as perpetrated by your kind of others magnified beyond
all imagining at a time when our survival requires we get every break we can.
So how crazy your kind, how cruel your Republicans, how unbelievably evil your
kind, so greedy and uncaring of the suffering and death you cause that at this
worst possible moment you are not merely the rich, but so voracious your
appetite that the term “filthy rich” has been put on you. And while Republicans
were actually proud of that and thinking it humorous that anyone would be
offended, for to them it meant that despite their losing their control over the
minds of the masses, they had accumulated so much wealth that they would not
and could not be hurt. They would be able, as always, to use that wealth to
undermine the legitimate strivings of everyone else for justice, for the truth,
for relief from suffering, but now even for the survival of us all and, dear
Wilber, how can your kind not know that includes themselves as well. Still,
these truths must be made known and be thrown up to counter those fewer but
somehow even more loudly heard Republicans. The truth is that your kind has
suffered greatly because of a fear that caused you to stray from trusting in a
good God, as you put it, that caused you to instead strive mightily to control
the powers that would have guided and taught you and given you a happier life
than you could ever have designed on your own, oh sadly feeble minded ape in
suffering pushed to be insane ape, and railing against all that by claiming
superiority over all life and Godlike powers of deciding death, now even
determining the death of the planet along with yourselves. So sad, so insane,
so abhorrently unconsciously evil; and in the end, it is not naked or sexual or
big brained ape that will be on your galactic epitaph, as your deeds are
already being known and discussed and astonishing many species lucky enough to
not be of this planet right at this time, yet they’ve come to watch the
spectacle, to see: will you pull off the most incredible turnaround the
galaxies have ever heard of to save yourselves, or will that epitaph go forth
to accompany the knowledge of your existence: “Stupid ape” is what it will be.
It might still be that even if you do succeed, though I don’t see how you’ll do
it. Each day that passes and in your most powerful country, the stupid “filthy
rich” continue their game of, well, quite literally, actually, “pin the tail on
the donkey” as they pull their strings and their Republican lapdogs cry out the
louder being obstructionists to the good people who are trying to save, why,
even your foolish hide. And their media puppets, having been allowed to back
off on the sincere and competent Obama as even the “deciders” behind the scene
tired of their C-student puppet, the W, who, while loyal in doing their bidding
and indeed giving them such great success was even more embarrassing than that
Nixon they’d made a similar mistake on earlier. Even the prankish filthy rich,
looking out at the masses as oh, just way too many ants, were not pleased by
the buffoonish, clownish behavior of the W, who couldn’t even pull off the
pretense that he was working hard; indeed, with his funny dances and playboy
party behavior in the courts of the world and in front of the cameras of the
world, he seemed to actually be trying to go down in history as being
the realized human manifestation of that “mythical” character known since the
Fifties, and introduced to generation after generation of males, in particular,
usually in high school and junior high as that “What? Me Worry?” idiot icon
Alfred E. Neumann. Thus it seemed that Bush, who they thought would bring at
least “good looks” to the job, in the end seemed to be aiding the forces
against them by playing into this notion that this idiot icon could have been
some kind of freakish premonition of the coming of the W after the turn of the
century. And so embarrassed they didn’t want to be, and yet, bad luck again,
the McCain could not seem to stop being caught in obvious lies, and looking
freakishly old and muddled headed, so much like the W; on top of which the
Sarah Pailin, they were backing the overgrown preppie Mormon, an obviously sure
thing to take us back to the monotonous suppression and feigned happiness of
the Fifties. Then the Palin came along, and the legend of buffoonish Republican
leaders was hardly quashed but instead reinforced. So Obama they let the media
do as they wished with. And we see now what their plans were. Not a bad stroke,
to commit the biggest theft in history in front of the eyes of the world and to
kneecap the Obama presidency even before it began with this huge bailout,
extorted from hapless Congressmen by their lackeys who used the threat, not of
an attack that “just might be a nuclear one” as they’d had Bush phrase it to
scare the be-jeesus out of everyone and into a war of profit for them, but
something very much like that, to our amusement. When we heard about the
threats of a “economic nuclear holocaust” from which the world would never
recover, and the blatant auto sales tactics to boot, it was astonishing to us
that nobody saw through it and, sure enough, in broad daylight, your kind
cleaned out the treasury on their way out of town. Brilliant, if it wasn’t so stupid.
For even in a few months it became increasingly known that the money was not
being used to provide lending, but instead was often used to feather the nests
of the bank officers, the CEO from Chase actually got caught saying he wasn’t
about to lend any of the 15 billion in taxpayer money out, for he’d be able to
sit on it and be able to pick off the falling banks on the cheap. Then there
was the fact that instead of liberalizing their lending policies to the very
taxpayers whose money it was, they instead began an evil pernicious policy of
draconian credit card policies, apparently designed to force as many defaults
as possible – raising interest rates into the mid 20s and 30 percent range and
beyond, thus insuring a default, on a loan that if the attempt were made to
keep paying would go up into the millions at that interest rate, and thus would
not be ever paid. Fine by the banks, who seeing an opportunity to double dip,
could gather more toxic assets in preparation for the next operation, called TALF
but Ocean’s 12 would be more like it, and along with it still have these
defaults with enormous interest rates which they could use to squeeze and beat
back the poor, just like the royalty of yore who stripped to the bones their
peasants and kept them weak and undefended.
be taken away their power But I will talk as long as I
need to, having not said anything to you before about this, but knowing that
now, if I don’t do my part to say to you what I know, then if your kind does
indeed do what it appears you’re t
1ever since certain people began thinking they were
privileged, better, and closer to goodness simply because of, say, being
luckier, they have been sucking the very life blood out of the masses and
keeping the poor downtrodden, ignorant, beholden to them whether rightfully or
not, unhappy, and enslaved. And Wilber, being a mere beast myself and
seeing your kind forever expecting more as a matter of right, forever unaware
that suffering whether by beast or the unnamed masses is as real, as sharp,
often much sharper, than that of the rich. So I'm not lifting my head and
braying your praises anymore, no matter what you do. You see, Wilber,
your paid for support and theories are not only irrational and self-serving,
they are not only harmful, and therefore not funny, and they not only spread
waves of pain out from your high-handed actions. Your easy cruelty is not
only unkind or unfair, you see, but it is murderous. For just as Hitler
once openly acted and believed that a better society would exist if the weak
and unproductive and the lesser, by the determination alone, of the prejudices
of him and his kind alone, and this resulted in the slaughter, suffering,
murder, and elimination of millions -- millions who never got to find out what
life could have been for them, well this same attitude murders people now,
too. For there will always be those whose fate it is to stumble, to draw
the black Ace. And lacking resources as they are made to live just on the
edge of survival, some small thing to you might mean the end for one of them;
it being just enough to break him so badly, like a whipped horse, you see, that
such a person's mangled body will never rise again. So, not funny Wilber,
my head is down, and I won't be part of the big lie anymore."
Or so it seemed, as the Dow's mighty charts swung lower, then
lower, then lower still. Expressing the weariness of the overworked
masses and their despair as they were seeing their dreams of eking out a tad of
happy existence, year by year, burdened with debt, seems to be further off,
rather than closer. And the despairing millions give up their
"ghosts" at that, regardless of how much longer their body manages to
suffer through its daily movements, with little or nothing left to hope
for. No, Wilber, your kind has infected the world with the lies that give
you your brief period of privilege and superiority on this Earth. But not
only have you stolen from the poor, but you've killed off God's creatures,
mindlessly, in your vapid mind games, and now, even the planet itself. So
your kind will even kill off its own in the end. Your evil is in the end,
at its base, the thick meaty dumbness that, and this is a bit funny, you see
instead in those you despise. The jig has been up for many of the masses especially
since the beginning of the 1980s. Many have suffered, fallen, and died,
while you played. But now even you will know suffering. And it will
be interesting to see just how much of your own entrails you will devour
before it even occurs to the meaty thickness of your brain that it is you that
you hurt.
***
Well, Ed, thank you for that perspective; certainly it’s one we
don’t often hear. But, I thank you, because that is exactly what I’ve
trying to say here; I’m trying to say that, far from the excuses of the
culpable and criminal, there are perspectives that are relevant and are
never heard. And I’m talking about perspectives that are right
outside the doors of power ready to talk and be heard; often having been
perspectives that had been embraced not long ago, but suddenly, not having any
credibility at all . . . so that our democracy of many voices, with an
administration and a media in collusion to mine only one avenue of discourse,
begins to echo the Soviet Union of old with its one voice, Pravda.
