Obama signed a new “JOBS” bill this week. And, wow! What a WHOPPER it is!!
This law gives the all-clear signal to any start-up company that wishes to raise money in the public markets. It pretty much nullifies significant regulatory and reporting requirements for the first five years on these new start-ups, particularly tech companies that are seeking to raise capital by selling stock to investors. You can brush-up on this boner by reading Matt Taibbi’s article in this week’s Rolling Stone.
What is becoming painfully evident with each new signature is that Emperor Obama is really no more than a low-level functionary of Wall Street, various other organized gangs, and their paid lobbyists; and that he couldn’t give a damn about regular people. Yet, what we must remember now is that this entire charade is just a kabuki dance in preparation for the big letdown, the unfolding collapse. Rather than being upset when our money becomes worthless paper, our fear-mongering leader is getting us to throw the money away on fake business ventures and puffery, on Wall Street schemes, international resource wars and other such nonsense. This way we won’t have any money to worry about when the big chill sets in permanently.
HELL! You might be better off investing in George Zimmerman’s future, today’s indictment notwithstanding. That’s right, Trayvon Martin’s shooter is now providing you investment options, soliciting support from the general public on his new website seeking survival maintenance funding and legal financing. Wait! You said what? You are telling me that his legal counsel just withdrew from the case after they learned that George himself called the Special Prosecutor’s office directly, and further that he gave an exclusive interview to Sean Hannity of FOX news without so much as notifying counsel.
So, did George kill that young man in self-defense (as he claims) or was it just a ploy to locate his fifteen minutes of fame, secure a big bankroll, and curry favor with white supremacists? That’s right, he already has the backing of the National Socialist Movement here in the homeland. They have been down there in Florida, patrolling the streets of Sanford as they claim – just to make sure there is no backlash on decent white folk in the area. Funny isn’t it; because George isn’t exactly a Christian white guy. He’s more of a Peruvian (Hispanic according to US Census) Jew rather than a poster-boy for the Aryan Brotherhood. Somebody ought to notify the militia on patrol in Sanford about this, I guess. And we should probably let the black community in on that secret as well, don’t ya’ know.
Anyway, such activity is eerily reminiscent of the nighttime patrols and raids that the Fuhrer conducted back in the day in Germany and Poland; or, perhaps, like the purges executed by Stalin in the good old days of the Soviet Union. On the other hand, it is not that much different than the “raid first, ask questions later” tactics exercised by US commandos in the field in Afghanistan where you can find women and children waiting huddled outside their homes in the dark as U.S. Special Ops forces search inside their one room dwellings for hidden insurgents (a.k.a. terrorists). Go figure.
I would suggest that the spectacle fulminating down in Sanford is right on target with the overall trajectory of Empire, as if GPS guided. Certainly, the laws are already on the books as we have witnessed over the past several months, and citizens will soon find it hard to hide from the patrols, the monitoring, the censorship, the constant presence of Big Brother, the stalking, the anticipated nighttime raids by homeland security, renegade banditos, or self-appointed and armed militias just out wondering the streets.
Maybe one day you will forget to renew your required health insurance policy and be picked up by Federal Marshals to serve time in a state work camp for the infraction. Perhaps your website will be targeted by DHS Internet censors because you have been stirring up controversy online. They will close you down and round-up you and your comrades for conspiracy to engage in free speech. Or, maybe you will be out demonstrating (OMG) in the streets of your State Capital in relative proximity to a declared Federal safe-house, i.e., a building “restricted in conjunction with an event designated as a special event of national significance” where diplomats or other political dignitaries may be assembled behind Secret Service screens. This might well qualify as an outright act of terrorism. Did I just hear the words: “indefinite detention,” as they haul you away to an offshore black-box secret military prison for enhanced interrogation.
Perhaps you have been growing proscribed non-GMO tomato plants and corn stalks in your own outlawed, chemical-free, private home garden. Heavy fines and some jail time at a FEMA work camp might just be in order. Or maybe you purchased some unregulated prescription meds online from an off-shore manufacturing plant in South East Asia (secretly owned by J&J)… more fines and jail time may await you for dealing in contraband; and they will find you because they will be monitoring all Internet purchases.
On the other hand, maybe there will be some privately-organized militia out ‘patrolling’ the neighborhood after the electricity fails in your part of town. Perhaps they are hungry and need some gas for their Hummer. They see some candle light radiating from your window, and smell a hint of bar-be-que meats cooking out behind the house… Anyway, James Kuntsler knows the ending to these scenarios a lot better than I do. Suffice it to say, I do not think our collective future looks all that rosy.
However, I do think that relatively small groups of individuals have the potential to develop the sorts of modest (almost invisible) communities in out-of-the-way locations to help them through the social, political, economic and ecological upheaval that even now haunts our every move. Ironically enough, civilized individuals across the globe are already making changes in that direction. Even some in the USA have taken the plunge. From Maine to Colorado, and New Mexico to Oregon, folks I know personally are changing the way they live and with whom they associate. In many instances, and pretty much “off-grid,” they are turning back to older more primitive (simpler) ways – some pastoral, some horticulture, some foraging, and even some hunting. What we know is that such practices enlivened our species for at least two hundred thousand years of modern human prehistory, and more than two million years in the prehistory of our genus.
Yet, what may be even more axial is not just recovering the practices of material sustenance, but rediscovering the psychodynamics that helped in the maturation of those primitive forebears and in the maintenance of such long-term symbiotic relationships with surrounding nature, with other tribes, and other species. What were the life cycle events that led to such mature relations of reciprocity between the individual and the tribe, the individual and nature, the tribe and its ecosystem, as well as relations between and among tribes? If we can recover and reconstitute the generative conditions under which such psychodynamics developed – “that ethos of small-group tribal counsel with its advisory leadership, hospitality, and tolerance toward outsiders, perception of nature as a sacred language, and the quality of mentorship by which the young are coached” – maybe then we will find the means of maintaining a civil, but uncivilized, approach to a post-collapse society. (Shepard, Nature and Madness, p. 13)
How difficult it is today, in the midst of all this urban drama and spectacle, in a sprawling wasteland of tens or hundreds of thousands, perhaps millions of anonymous citizens, to develop a sense of openness towards the Other – that alterity we find looking back at us in nature or in the eyes of a stranger. When we can recover that experience of wonder, that openness to the other – an otherness that reflects the alterity inhering within each of us – then perhaps we will be capable of living sanely in a post-collapse world. But if you glance around just now at what is happening in Sanford, Florida and in Washington, D.C., or almost anywhere else around the globe today, you may realize just how far away we are psychologically from that possibility, and how deeply we are still entranced by all the madness.