"Obliterates the Police Narrative' said the headline. in the autopsy released, evidence of Little Turtle's execution is "overwhelming." so my starry eyed brother Tortuguita "never fired a weapon." those 57 bullets riddling that impossibly slender body were NEVER fired in "self-defense," as claimed by the police,
those profit ridden, "defense" bidden,
"exceptional" "upholders" of "law."

and so, (reiterates a tattered heart)...

just one more sterling example
of
that mainstream gleamed,

pridefully rampant,
(reflection undampened)

"right" & "wrong" seamed,

heedless disinclination
to
own up to our own.

beyond Covenant School. beyond assault weapons. beyond politics.  there’s a deep interplay with hell in the American social structure.  gun control, however sensible and sane, WON'T transcend it.  mass murder emerges from an unexamined, unaddressed dark spot in the collective human consciousness.  it can be described in one word: DEHUMANISATION.

not just a loner’s psychological flaw: but the denial of humanity (partial, any and all) to chosen "others." 

projection's fell phenomenon embedded in the social norm.

we have enemies.  we need them.  we kill them.

we go to war.

“wearing camouflage pants, a black vest and a backward red baseball cap, the assailant walks through rooms and hallways with a weapon drawn.”

the killer, whatever his specific “motive,” was playing war.  he had, in his mind and heart, dehumanised the occupants of Covenant School. this is the game...

the nation hooded one,

“USA! USA!”

played every day.

(why, say, can you hear

through our bomb bursted air

the national anthem fight song?

"glory hallelujah"

telling us "our god"

smote the "sinners"?)

*

mass shootings?  they’re everywhere.

when the "good guys with guns"

(that's "us" of course)

wage war,

noncombatants fall.

what could be simpler?

they die you see,

all those "bad" guys

laid out for us by Hollywood,

the Russians and Orcs and Klingons,

"savages" and "Injuns,"

"terrorists" and Muslims,

the yellow peril of slant-eyed Chinese....

and, say,

a bunch of nine-year-old children,

magically morphed into collateral damage.

*

we make this world ourselves,

you and me,

every time we follow
that
bouncing ball

(swaying into sprawl

domination affliction's
conflicted
pall);

the starless midnight

might made "right"

"siding"
a
memory holed

freedom to murder doled

exclusively souled

entirely imagined "history."

*

we make this world ourselves,
you see,

each time we close
our eyes

to proudly sing

'tis of "we"

(on our "inherited"
stolen "homelands"
of
Hawai'i,
Northern Mexico,
Puerto Rico,
Turtle Island,
and
Guam)

from see to seized sea...

(noosed around China)

eyeless teamed "Americans"

"we" as far
as
"we" can see;

crowned in "good"

just like our parents

taught us to be.

*

we make this world ourselves,

(all of "us,"

you see)

whenever we consent

to the loss
of
our
humanity.

*

- (a poem paraphrase

knitted from the writings of)

Robert C. Koehler

(and the once and future sensibilities

mused in an elf, himself )

unholy daze (an observance)

nigh on twenty years ago, the capital of capital's "freedom" fiefdom

unleashed an unlawful aggression avalanche

in a cruel and unprovoked war-for-profit

against the human beings in Iraq.

and still, rogue "democracy's"

distracted and distressed,

memory hole digressed,

"self" obsessed,

denial rivalled,

tribal bibled

red & blue enablers

crown thine

arrogant and unrepentant

international crime ridden

SuperPower addicted

domination afflicted

profit syphoned

nation hooded

warfare sanctioned

(election immune)

rampant and relentless

cult of control

enfolded

predilections "good."

hundreds of thousands dead,

some two million disabled,

nine million displaced,

countless people tortured,

traumatized,

or otherwise harmed

in ways unseen,

environmental devastation,

thievery, occupation,

and embrace of torture as policy

in a whole cloth pride plied

"exceptional" belied

War FOR and OF Terror;

an entire generation raised solely in only war.

(and thanks to punishing

the brave defenders of Fallujah

with depleted uranium,

a greater proportion

of birth defects seeded

in spreading freedom's

forsaken wake

than the lesser degeneration

of we-make-the-"rules based" disorder

managed to plant

in Hiroshima and Nagasaki

combined.)

*

do you honestly believe the stolen "homeland" has values?

(we could grade on a curve, say,

obviously leaving out

the capacity for loving

others as ourselves...)

*

why look, that fellow,

second from the right

in an Abu Ghraib

lineup.

he's had a recent haircut,

i expect.

but,

saints preserve us,

isn't he

the

Son of Man?

*

- Evan Hawthorn, a day after the ides of March, twenty years on

seriously, Dmitry

so i won't wish me' darlin' peeps a "happy new year," in as much as those of you who know me know, it's not in my druthers to willfully add to the mined and pummelled (in two apparently competing flavours,) funhouse funnelled, sugar coated simmering of bloated delusion the mainstream boasts of soaking its sorted and toasted faith based followers in, and, obviously,

time itself being based on narrative illusion,
no arbitrarily declarative "year"
could possibly be "new."

but i did want to go and share this fabulously optimistic pithy remark i picked up from one of my frowned upon, unAmerican sources, wherein the Deputy Chairman of the Security Council under that ultimate in cartoonish evil's unpeopled steeples,

who haven't yet accepted that resistance is futile,

bizarrely objecting to base reviling's piling
weapons on their borders year after year,
insulting them at every opportunity,
religiously refusing to engage in diplomacy,
and zealously fomenting vicious coups
amoungst their nearest neighbours,

having (naturally enough) therefore
been summarily reduced
by our dictated press
in America's skewed dearth
of reality banality

from a hundred and forty four

million living and breathing human beings
into
a single demonised super villain
who lays awake at night
hating us for our freedom​™,

Dmitry Medvedev, (as i was saying before i musingly digressed)

observed just yesterday that ​for Russia,
there will be no restoration
of normal relations with the West
for years or even decades to come:

"from now on we will do without them until a new generation of sensible politicians comes to power there​."

seriously, Dmitry,
do you honestly expect

a SENSIBLE crop to sprout

in the domination addicted,
respect for others interdicted,

moral compass smashed,
humanitied connection
relentlessly dashed,

memory hole pocked,
the very notion
of
responsibility mocked,

Hollywood crowned thy good
and
camel stye stocked,

unprofitable progress
dependably blocked,

imaginary sky god
belligerence blessed
and
audience identification
puppetry caressed
with
a self-focused zeitgeist that has to be best,

utterly reflectionless West?

- Evan Hawthorn,


(on the very latest "first day" he's happened thus far to come upon.)

well, judging from this photograph, i expect it must be just about time for the incorporated

profits funding democracy's™ "representative" senate to send another unanimous love letter

to "our very special friends" at new normal apartheid's occupation central.

ain't it wondrous to have the freedom to root for whichever bystanders,

(like say, obviously, the Ukrainian and Israeli ones)
nation hooded domination addiction's election immune "interests"
actually count as people?

* [explanatory note: in case you're wondering, the photograph shows yet another injured Palestinian child being carried to a hospital following an Israeli air strike on Gaza City.   the Israeli government (seriously, i'm not kidding you) actually refers to this as "mowing the lawn."

- Alfonso the Mouse (who ever so loves giving credit where it's due. 🐁)] *

so the Facebook thought police accidentally let this meme get posted, and i for one,

would like to thank them.  for it explains so perfectly how the mainstream fixed agenda called "the news" works, in all of its "conservative" and "liberal" receptor flavoured varieties.  and, of course, it also illumines the entirely consistent foreign policy of whichever party you're allowed to vote for.

almost all of it projection, in 24-7 desensedaround sound, on unison screens tarped over the starred and striped Hollywood tailored "exceptional" (left out causation) never ending series of gaping memory holes.  it's how it happens that the domination afflicted AngloEmpire's capital scalpelled Jack the Ripper will complain about those perversely independent surly victims who will insist on scratching his face, and the news, and Congress, of course, all pitch right in, demanding something be done about the threat of long fingernails.

it was only fifty years ago that MLK first pointed this out, when he grasped that the United States was the greatest purveyor of terror that the earth had ever known.  that was, in fact, the reason they killed him (on the one year anniversary, no less, of his official outing of the "Defense" Racket's Vietnamese jacket.)  but the wall to wall propaganda is so efficiently done, and the science of aligning primate brains, so very refined, that most people, alas, have yet to catch on.

as Harold Pinter said when he received his Nobel prize, "The crimes of the United States have been systematic, constant, vicious, remorseless, but very few people have actually talked about them.  You have to hand it to America.  It has exercised a quite clinical manipulation of power worldwide while masquerading as a force for universal good.  It’s a brilliant, even witty, highly successful act of hypnosis.”

and so the protractedly distracted faith based followers of the "Democrats" and "Republicans" go on giving their consent to the red vs. blue (but mostly white,) militant (Risk™ playing) monster bent on world domination (which naturally it projects, onto the Russians and the Chinese, and the Cubans and the Libyans, and the Venezuelans and etc. etc., but you get the picture.)  for here it is, in lifeless virtual colour, spilling right out of that shiny "democracy & freedom"/pridefully hollowed monied independence warped into mined conformity in the bomb bursted air, made in America nutshell.

psychopathic projection, since the get go.

so it strikes Alfonsothe Mouse that, if this drawing had any intention of approaching an honest reality, the Donkey and the Elephant and a pair of television cameras would square off on two sides of a table, in a rickety coming a cropper rambling house entirely closed off by blindered windows, and out in front, beyond a giant electric fence, we'd find Russia's eloquent bear holding a fancy new ray gun, and China's nonjudgmental Panda adding figures on an abacus and scattering gold coins, next to a bewildered myriad array of tiny curious critters from all the Super Powerless nations in the bandaged Global South, all huddled up in the brittle hope that if that astonishing Panda manages to finish connecting Eurasia with his wonderful new everybody wins silken road under the patiently sophisticated Bear's oh! so determined protection it might just be possible to live in a Multi-Polar world that no one gets to define as their own "backyard" or "global battlefield" as they relentlessly murder millions of living things in just the last couple decades with uncountable bombs, unaccountable drones, and, topping off a right sidling of history/staggering crime spree/blatant deal with the Devil with the spanking new invention of utterly vicious sanctions on anyone who might possibly interfere with the almighty right to profit from might that the "bad guy" thrusts on three dozen still uncoerced nations full of struggling human beings and the "good guy" quietly leaves in place, all the while blathering on about how free and independent and blessed by rampant intervention's Godly intentions they are, because, standing out in the midst of the cracked and rutted heat-struck street, where millions of hungry children are milling, it's awfully hard to see the actual meaningful difference between that self-involved pair of blithely unrepentant bickering mobsters.