“Okay, so
what diid you bring the birthday girl?
Saturday, June 01, 2013
Friday, May 31, 2013
JACKBOOT STOMP
It had to happen. Hard times
create resentment and resent makes stormtroopers. From Germany to Greece the
far right is on the march with recession and austerity stirring the political
pot. Anti-immigrant feeling is running high - and such parties are scoring
electoral victories, alongside a sharp rise in racist and anti-Semitic attacks.
In Bulgaria, the far right Ataka party has gone from obscurity to almost eight
per cent of the vote and now holds the balance of power. One of the most
successful parties of its kind is in Hungary. Jobbik are anti-European,
anti-Semitic and anti-Roma, and have thrived since the financial crisis. Of
course it’s a scapegoat ploy, and a well-known capitalist smokescreen, BUT the
bodycount runs into the ten tens of millions once the ubermenschen get rolling.
But don’t
let us forget the last lines of Bertolt Brecht’s play The Resistible
Rise of Arturo Ui that are also aptly quoted at the
end of Sam Peckinpah’s Cross Of Iron…
“Do not rejoice in his defeat, you men. For though the
world has stood up and stopped the bastard, the bitch that bore him is in heat
again.”
Click here for Gun Club
The secret
word is Bullyboy
FRED NIETZSCHE LEAPS CONCEPTS IN A SINGLE BOUND
"What
if pleasure and displeasure were so tied together that whoever wanted to have
as much as possible of one must also have as much as possible of the other ...
you have the choice: either as little displeasure as possible, painlessness in
brief... or as much displeasure as possible as the price for the growth of an
abundance of subtle pleasures and joys that have rarely been relished yet? If
you decide for the former and desire to diminish and lower the level of human
pain, you also have to diminish and lower the level of their capacity for joy.”
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
COULD WE POST THIS ON FACE BOOK?
I have been
giving a good deal of though of late to my future use of the internet. Times a’
change, and in my own neo-retro pipe-and Jack-Daniels manner I try to keep up
with them and lend a hand when I can. Before, however, I fall to rumination, I
first owe a lot of people an apology (and not for the fishnet lady with the
rifle on Facebook that seems to have upset some folks.) For years now I never
responded to invitations to join Linked-In or similar social and contact
networks and now we have Google Plus that I have yet to understand except it
seems to want us to form circles. I don’t respond because, quite a while ago I
had made a firm decision to limit my use of the internet to Doc40, my long
running blog and my Facebook page. For a long time, they worked in tandem but
lately I’ve been finding that, on the short attention level, so much more can
be done in an instant on FB. It’s simply faster and more flexible and it’s
netted in with just about everything else and saves me hours of cutting and
pasting and converting bloody fonts and taking care of the all the little
glitches to which Blogger is heir. A part of me says fold up Doc40 and dance
solo on FB. And then I look up to the top of this blogpost. Am I going to risk
toppling the edifice by trying to post the steam punk fucking machine on
Facebook. I don’t think so. Also my FB page is full I’m limited to 5000 and
that’s seem very unfair, red rope, one-out one-in elitism. So Doc40 must stay,
but maybe with a newly evolving role. While still carrying The Frozdicks,
Marilyn, Gratuitous, the Paperback Classics, Space Opera, and The Secret Word,
we become more surreal and (in a word) deviant. Doc40 already slapped a Content
Warning on it. We’ve been branded offensive so let’s get down-home old-timey
offensive. Facebook gets the urgent links and stuff like the kettle that looks
like Hitler, and down here in the blog we get dark, degenerate, and maybe
dangerous. Deal?
Click herefor the Deviants a couple of nights ago. (My vanity thinks I look lousy.)
The secret
word is Gynandromorphophilie
