Wednesday, November 4, 2026


We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgment of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Make a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray

We don't get fooled again!
No, no!

I'll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left out alive
I'll get on my papers and smile at the sky
For I know that the hypnotized never lie
And nothing in the street
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are a face with fire to hide
And the parting on the left
Is now the parting on the right
And the fields of thought go longer overnight

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
Make a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray

Yeah!

Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss!


Pete Townsend
Won't Get Fooled Again


 As i read on, Bourgeois Coldness is not too academic, it's pretty accessible. It'll fit nicely on our Anti-Imperialism bookshelf. It seems that bourgeois coldness turns humanity into an abstraction.




 Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.


 it's still a kleptocracy, gnome sane.

 

But we can't vote against the global hegemon, the all-encompassing specter of the military industrial empire. It's not on the ballot. The web technician underlines hegemon like it's spelled incorrectly; look it up and see, it is correct, and also a game, Hegemon: "Build your nation. Wage war". Capitalize it. Technician still underlines it like it's incorrect.






 Woke up thinking about regime change in America.

Tuesday, November 3, 2026


It should be indubitably obvious to the even the most casual of observers... and I forget the rest, but every time I think of it and say it I imagine a bell going off in heaven and Herr Reiner smiling with indubitably impish pride.