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Sunday, January 17, 2010


I've been reading about the earthquake in Haiti for several days now. In fact, it was hard not to at first, since it preempted almost all other news for awhile. There were stories about the deaths, about people who were trapped and possibly crushed, about the destruction of homes and other buildings, about all of the individuals, organizations and governments rushing to offer aid. The usual stuff guaranteed to evoke a lot of shallow emotion, but not any deep questioning. Today being Sunday, unfortunately, the news had to be about one of the survivors of this disaster. I say"unfortunately", because this survivor is an ongoing mass delusion that has survived through the most horrendous events. I am talking about GOD.

One of the big headlines of the day was "Haitians praise God after apocalyptic quake". Think about this for a minute... What if I were to come into your house and proceed to knock over all furniture, smash all the windows, plates, knick-knacks, etc., crushing your baby and giving your grandpa a heart attack in the process. Then your neighbors come along and try to help you out. If you were to start praising me and crediting me for bringing your neighbors to help, you'd be called a lunatic...

Well, here's the deal, my dear god-loving friends. If you are a good roman catholic or an evangelical christian or a muslim, your god is supposed to be omnipotent and omniscient... That means that his power is behind everything that happens and that he, thus, has the capacity to prevent each and every action that occurs. In addition, it means that he knows in advance everything that is going to happen, so he can't say, "Hey! I didn't see it coming!". In other words, if god exists, then he was behind this disaster; he killed all those people, destroyed all those homes, caused this huge, awful devastation... And you praise him?!? That's nuts.

And what is the excuse for praising him? Well, after the disaster all of these human beings decide to take various forms of action to try to help people caught in the disaster. For this, god gets the credit... But for the havoc he causes, no blame.

Of course, there is an explanation for this lunatic reaction. If god exists and is indeed omnipotent, he is obviously a psychopath. And what do you do when trapped by a psychopath who is better armed and stronger than you, if you don't want to die? You appease them. You tell them how wonderful, wise, good and merciful they are. It is undignified, pathetic and degrading, but it keeps you alive. And in the meantime you plot your escape or better how to kill them.

But there is one condition under which god may not be to blame for this and other disasters: if he doesn't exist. Of course, then he also deserves no credit for any of those good things people praise him for. Especially not the actions human beings take in response to disasters.

Over and over again, I have seen this delusional behavior, in which people are quite ready to praise their omnipotent imaginary playmate for every good thing that happens to them, while refraining from blaming him for any of the bad things that tend to be the backdrop from which the alleged good stands out. How often have you heard the story of the cancer patient praising god for a "miraculous" remission? If they had any dignity, they would be cursing him for the cancer, or better yet rejecting the faith that has made them so stupid. And then there are the theological justifications for the Inquisition, the Holocaust, Hiroshima and Nagasaki, etc. The delusional mind has to be creative.

But if Haitian christians are delusional, certain American evangelicals are downright psychopathic. While the christians in Haiti were praising their all-powerful imaginary friend, the wing-nut televangelist Pat Robertson was proclaiming that the earthquake was god's punishment on Haitians because of an alleged pact they made with another imaginary being, the devil, in order to win their independence from France. Supposed sins of the ancestors make a fine justification for mass slaughter... to a psychopath...

But, seriously, I am just a bit tired of waiting for people grow up and begin to take responsibility for their own lives. There are no omnipotent, omniscient beings paying any attention to this planet. These delusions serve no other purpose than to keep us enslaved to belief systems that give us an excuse not to grasp our lives and create them on our own terms, as well as to those who most benefit from such belief systems: popes, priests and pastors, rulers and politicians, corporate executives, military leaders and cops, i.e., everyone who prefers human beings to be obedient sheep.

Thursday, September 17, 2009


(After Maurice Blanchard)

He craps… The well-beloved Head of the Supreme Global Police Force craps.”

What? He craps too?”

Well, yes. He craps.”

Oh! Damn! This could change the look of the globe. But tell me. Is the stuff He craps… SHIT? The brilliant Spokesman of the People? The well-beloved Head of the Supreme Global Police Force? Please, no! Tell us that it’s Starbuck’s Coffee that he craps. Lie a bit. Have pity on us who have Hope!”

No! He craps shit!”

For real! Isn’t his asshole made of platinum? Doesn’t he plug it with an emerald as large as my head and finely faceted?”

No! His asshole is, in fact, greenish, but with long, god-like hemorrhoids that hang over the liquid in the toilet and wriggle when He pushes his crap out, groaning, making faces, ugh, ugh, and ugh!”

Oh! But doesn’t He have a golden cock, the well-beloved Keystone of the Globe? Tell us that he isn’t made like the rest of us. Zeus on Olympus had a cock like that, but it didn’t function. It was a Whitmanesque poetic image like the moon. But Him! The Greatbrilliantwellbelovedheadofthesupremeglobalpoliceforce! Every morning, at breakfast, at the very least, he will inseminate all the lust-crazed adherents of Hope!”

Oh, no! He was always a cuckold. Hallelujah!”

Damn fool! Lie to us a little bit. We need so much to believe! We do! Or will we have to start all over again?”

Well, no. You will eat… His shit!”

Tuesday, September 8, 2009


For several months now, they’ve been telling us that the economy is in crisis. You know who I mean: the politicians, the media pundits, the economic “experts”. I’m not really sure what they’re talking. As far as I could tell, it’s always in crisis. That seems to be its normal way of operating. And usually that works fine for those up at the top. It’s the rest of us who deal with the consequences

Well, this time it’s a bit different. It seems some of the big boys have taken a plunge, and they’re scared. So out come the politicians and their media cronies calling on “everyone” to sacrifice to save the collapsing economy. Everyone, that is, except the CEOs of the banks and corporations caught in the plunge. For them, it’s bailouts, or as the silver-tongued hero of the hour, Mr. Obama, prefers to put it, “stimulation packages”. After all, in our politically correct era, we need to show some sensitivity to these victims of their own sleazy practices and stupidity…

But, you know, I say, TO HELL WITH THE ECONOMY! I don’t really buy the predictions of those who say it’s on the verge of collapse. An economy in which crisis is the normal way of functioning doesn’t fall quite that easily But when you see the big boys running scared, you know that it’s tottering like a dizzy drunk who has had one too many… And that, my friends, is the time to push. Because it ain’t gonna fall if it ain’t pushed.

But why would I want it to fall? Because I, for one, am sick and tired of the involuntary sacrifices it imposes on me daily, having to pay in time and money just to get by… And now Obama has the audacity to ask me to voluntarily sacrifice because some big shots screwed up? Not a chance!

Think about it: the politicians and the pundits tell us that this economy is “free enterprise”. But tell me, where’s the freedom when nothing is free, and so you’re forced to sell your life away to get the money to get the things you think you need or want? Where’s the freedom when you have no time or energy left over to actually create some portion of your life as your own? Where’s the freedom when you’re forced to divide your life into portions just to pretend that some bit of it is still your own? And where’s the freedom when those who are enterprising enough to find their own ways to get or create what they need or want for their lives without selling the time of their life away have to face the threat of fines or prison for having the enterprise to act on their own terms? And as to the enterprise of this economy? Just look at how fast Mr. and Ms. Moneybags go running to Big Daddy government for a handout the moment they screw up. And to think, these are the same corporate executives who complain about their tax dollars going to “welfare bums” and who’ll claim that enterprise means self-reliance, not infantile dependence on the governmental teat… Well, so much for their enterprise.

So, yeah, I want this absurd farce to fall, and although I won’t offer any recipes for how to bring it down, there is one aspect of this reality that I think offers a key for imaginative exploration along these lines: this economy goes on existing only because our daily, unthinking, habitual activities keep it going. We assume that it is natural, inevitable, and so go on doing what makes it inevitable. Well, I think it’s time to pull the rug out from under it.

This is why I got a kick out of hearing that some surrealists in Spain expressed the same sentiment last November by publicly burning money (and dancing in the streets) in Madrid. A purely symbolic act? Of course, but since money has become the sacred symbol of the highest values of society, this action carries the force of blasphemy. And with this force it can spark the imagination, leading to explorations of how to practically refuse and attack the economic blackmail.

But the very nature of the current so-called crisis has reminded me of some ideas a few wild-eyed dreamers were discussing already twenty to thirty years ago. It seems that one of the main causes behind the current economic crisis lies in the sleazy housing loan and mortgage policies that have been the norm for the past few years, and this reminded me of the Permanent Universal Rent Strike that a few of us discussed back in the 1980s. The idea is very simple. Everyone would stop paying their rent, mortgage, property taxes, whatever money those in power claim we owe them if we want to have a place to live. In other words, a universal refusal of one of the more important blackmails imposed by governments, banks and landlords.

It was around the same time that I came across the writings of a fellow who had decided, in the mid-1970s, that he was no longer willing to live as a slave to money and the system that requires it. As he began to recreate nis own life on these terms, he also proposed a utopian practice that he thought individuals could begin right away. Though he called it the “Priceless Economic System”, it was not at all a system and was anti-ecconomic. But it was priceless in all the best senses of the word. Again the idea is simple. He argued that if everyone were to start sharing their skills, knowledge and creations with each other for free, there would be no need for anyone to live as a slave to money or a job. Once again the idea was to refuse to pay the black mail imposed by the economic and political institutions that rule us.

I already said that I wasn’t offering any recipes, and I didn’t bring these ideas up as proposals for actions. First of all, because free-spirited individuals are rightly suspicious of any such proposal that comes from a stranger, since they are quite capable of coming up with ideas of their own in discussions with those they know and trust. Besides, projects like the Permanent Universal Rent Strike and the Priceless Economic System would only begin to effect the economy if a large portion of the population decided to take part. And that ain’t likely to happen any time soon. And if it did, you can bet your sweet ass that those who profit from this economy and those who rule this society wouldn’t just sit there watching; they’d do eerything in their power to keep things as they are.

So why do I bring up these ideas at all? Because they clearly point out that the economy and the ruling order of which it is a central part are not the natural order of things, but exist only through our continuing habitual participation. Because they express a daring and playful capacity to see and think and dream beyond what is, and perhaps this can spark more imaginative discussions from which bold ideas and creativve actions can grow.

The economy, which has been the misery of so many for so long, is staggering. Most likely, it will right itself soon. But for the moment, an opportunity has opened to push it. So why not take advantage of this opportunity? Finding ways to withdraw support, to stop paying the blackmail, is essential, but not enough. There is also much that has to be destroyed, taken apart so it can’t be used again by anyone who may want to rule others. Each of us who wants to play this game will figure out what it means for her or himself, learning to interweave with others’ actions and ideas. But I’m sure it will include laughter and anger, poetry and violence, and dancing in the streets around bonfires of burning money.



Monday, September 7, 2009

Link to pdf files for The Cynical Utopian #1


It is said that once, in ancient Greece, Alexander the Great went to see Diogenes the Cynic who was sunning himself in the bathtub he called home. The Emperor of the then-known world introduced himself to the philosopher: “I am Alexander, prince of Macedonia and the world. I have heard you are a great philosopher. Is there anything you would ask of me?” Annoyed at this petty disturbance, Diogenes answered, “Yes, you are blocking my sun. Get out of the way.”