Moving Day

Having mown both yards this week, I took advantage of the weather to start moving shit from the storage facility I rented about fifteen years ago, when I moved my business to Greensboro.  Plans for He-Man Woman Hater’s University continue apace, with the arrivals of my books and er… the Wife’s business records.

Moving four times in seventeen years, the business had collected quite a bit of lumber, as we tended to hang on to the good stuff we found.  It now rests in my storage building, awaiting possible use in the next move.  He-Man Woman Hater’s University entails quite a bit of wood-butchery in lieu of competitive sports and it’s nice to have lots of plywood and melamine available.

I figure one more day of this, which involves a lot of shit going to the dumpster, it’ll be empty and I can take advantage of the big bookcase to establish the HMWHU library, consisting as it does with everything from Castaneda to Twain, with lots of Chris Hedges in between.  Chief among the collection is the greatest woman-hater of all, Captain Sir Richard Francis Burton, who preferred traveling on a litter, desperately ill with disease in Africa and South America, to staying home with his penny-pinching wife.

There are two black woman working at the Liberty Food Lion.  I asked someone why and they said black people don’t want to work.  I let him live.  My dad died thirty years ago this month and I like to think the good Quaker would have tilted at that wind mill.  Perhaps I will.

Politics is a delicate issue for the young mind.  I’ve known this kid for close to a year, so I’m bound to have held forth on at least a few subjects, but he’s still talking to me.  Still, it’s rare to have a mature male mind not already cowed by the mad ravings of women.  I’ll assume my customary reactionary position, rather than impose a curriculum.

However, were I to posit a political ethos, it would be that whereas the Left has walked off the map, the Right is dominated by fascist Libertarians, led by the Koch Brothers.  I’ve had a front row seat to this public villainy since the GOP coup in North Carolina perpetrated by them, Art Pope and ALEC.  I can’t lay hands on it, because allegation has been made that the crew cuts running the NCGOP aren’t capable of drafting legislation.  I further contend that the GOP establishment orangutans in Congress are no different; and so the same Libertarian assholes who have raped NC have sock puppeted the House on ACA reform, are providing the Senate bill, and will furnish tragic third act in reconciliation.

History and HMWHU in particular, will record that those who fell for the Russian false narrative amount to political roadkill, whose bodies are free to be driven over on our way to a future based in reality, which happens to include a whole bunch of Russian defense assets, whose effects have been on full display in Ukraine and caused NATO to huddle in Kaliningrad, fucked as it is with obsolete technology.

But right wing media disappoints as well, which brings me to the biggy, Zionism.  Before you get all wigged out about hating Jews, you need to remember most of them despise Zionism and hard core adherents are visible, should you care to shame and mock: another intramural activity at HMWHU.

In 2010, a reaction to the election of Obama emerged as the Tea Party, which was quickly co-opted by Newt Gingrich and Dick Armey and turned into the American Taliban.  These xenophobic authoritarians raged like a wild fire over this land as useful idiots for Libertarians and Zionists.  The one-two punch of domestic austerity and imperial foreign policy is perhaps the worst possible outcome in the absence of an effective Left.

After having been terribly disappointed by W., I stopped listening to right wing radio and watching FOX News, enjoying Rachel Maddow and the MSM.  I’ve never hung out out alt-right websites, preferring Zero Hedge and Naked Capitalism, as I do now.  Starting with Victoria Nuland’s “Fuck the EU!”, these people were on top of the neocon coup in Ukraine and false flag shootdown of MH-17.

After reading about how Putin and his KGB assets waged an heroic fight to oust central bankers, who had ruined the West, and was the hero of everyone opposed to fifth column olgarchs, I became a Russian in my heart and remain so to this day.  In fact, I renounce my citizenship as an American until it stops killing its citizens and those abroad.

Which brings us to the scourge of neoliberalism/globalism and inverted totalitarianism, or as Sheldon Wolin alternatively called it, managed democracy.  Professor Emeritus at Princeton, he was ostracized by the faculty after publishing Democracy, Inc.

Michael Lofgren did a great job illustrating how the GOP spent a generation making sure the electorate did not understand or care about politics, effectively ensuring ignorance, apathy and surrendering elections to Christofascist assholes.

Worship of materialism on the Right and technology on the Left surrendered the electorate to corporations, and the SCOTUS Citizens United decision made sure oligarchs like George Soros and the Koch brothers would reign over us like nightmarish dragons, wielding the threat of nuclear annihilation and the reality of crushing austerity over an electorate driven mad, but for one last desperate gasp toward Trump.

Fun Machine 1 sits under a tarp, waiting for the sun.  Meanwhile, my ’91 Toyota truck has performed magnificently all day, even providing A/C.  The Wife adores FM2, freshly adorned with the Linneas license plate.  John Michael Greer’s Retrotopia series, now only available in print, spoke to me, as I am so in love with 5 speed 4 cylinder fuel injected vehicles.

“Progress is the enemy of prosperity.”

Progress has sold out to neoliberalism, gutting the mighty institutions of education, science and healthcare.  Even now, we throw off the false promises of postmodernism and look to the past and the better existence we remember there.  Technology holds answers, but its worship is merely a perversion.

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Academia Postponed


My dream of establishing He-Man Woman Hater’s University is on hold while I wait to hear from my first matriculant.  I left my number at his job with instructions to call me when he wanted to see the dormitory, but have not received a call, despite previous conversations during which he expressed interest.  Regardless, given my past experience with tenants in Liberty, I am not surprised.

There exists a set of people looking to rent who are not prepared to provide a deposit or willing to sign a lease.  Years ago, that included a significant population of cash-rich Latinos who could be counted on to take care of your property.   Alas, Liberty held a parade when they went back home in 2009.  Now, all that remains are blacks and much worse, poor whites.

About that time, I rented to a young black guy who paid on time and kept the place up.  But his daddy died and he took to drinking, losing a good job.  When he moved out, he left a pit bull tied to a tree.  One of the neighbors agreed to take him.

I drove down, put up a For Rent sign and began mowing.  As if by magic, a woman and her daughter descended on me, wanting the place.  This too, was not unusual.  These people may not have a deposit, but can smell a house for rent from miles away.

Once before, I got a call from a guy who said he wanted the house and had arranged to have cable installed that afternoon.  I warned him to stay off my property and never call again.

I gave the key to a young couple once with the agreement that the first month’s rent would be forthcoming.  I knew his parents and they both had good jobs.  I arrived a few days later to find all my old furniture had been hauled away as garbage and the rooms which I had painted in pastels ruined with dark hues.  I called the kid and asked WTF? to find him on vacation in Myrtle Beach.  I got my key back.

He-Man Woman Hater’s University obviated such problems by me maintaining a room and responsibility for the utilities, allowing my young charge to work and go to school with a minimum of distractions, and providing me with a way to defray the cost and secure the property.

I remain hopeful, but at present am certain my name is being blackened further by the gossip network, which is vast and stupid.

Back to my most recent tenant, I told the woman and her daughter that I didn’t like white people as they tended to abuse my property and lie.  The concept of Jesus was proffered, which disturbed me even more.  Still, she wanted a tour, during which many criticisms were made. Back outside, I gave her a price, which caused her to wail as if having been struck.  They left and I went back to mowing.

Thirty minutes later, they returned with mattresses in the back of a truck and my money.  I never spoke with her that she didn’t have a cig in her face, mention Jesus or complain about something.  At some point, I escalated her complaints to the Wife, who nipped that in the bud.  I gave her thirty days to vacate last August and she was gone in twenty, paying what she owed.  Despite having two dozen cats, the only problems with the property were an infestation of fleas and some pissed off neighbors.

I’m reading Bukowski’s Women and look forward to instructing my first student in their ways, if not those of tenants.

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It’s the Koch Bros., Stupid

In the aftermath of the Alexandria, VA shooting of GOP congressional reps and protectors, the Right and Left took their typical stances of blaming each other for yet another senseless act.  This behavior continues to ignore certain essential truths:

  • The Dems have gone down the rabbit hole and are politically irrelevant until such time as their mass delusion abates.
  • At least in this country, Muslims pose no real threat.  However, if we continue to bomb the shit out of them, destabilizing Europe with disaffected young adult males will be on us.
  • The election of Donald Trump signified volcanic dissatisfaction with establishment Republicans by a lot of first time voters.  These people are not blaming Trump for the failure of legislative initiatives, but members of Congress.
  • Trump supporters are not primarily social conservatives;  those are the people who elected the GOP establishment.  Trump supporters are nationalists who were aroused by Trump’s America First protectionist platform.
  • There is no reason to believe the next GOP primaries will go well for social conservatives or their masters, the Libertarians.

Given those political realities, it is important Trump supporters not waste effort on the Left or Muslims.  We need to put forward protectionist candidates who look to the needs of their constituents and not their own enrichment.

And that begins by recognizing the GOP is responsible for a lot of what enrages the Left, regardless of the fact the latter abandoned their historic core values for money and power.

As Illinois fails to deal with a $15B budget shortfall, it is the federal government’s responsibility to stand behind these debts, just as they did the TBTF banks.  But Trump, assailed by the psychotic Left and the fascist GOP establishment, does not enjoy the political capital to enact rescue legislation.  We’ve already witnessed the GOP go insane at the prospect of a half black President; there’s no reason to think these racists will do anything to help minorities in Chicago.

So long as the Libertarian ALEC and the Koch brothers control Congress, expect more of the same.  If Trump’s election heralded a populist movement, it remains to be seen if it can be repeated with other candidates.  Trump has fought the Koch brothers from day one and may yet be replaced with Mike Pence as their choice.  But a fleeting opportunity exists in the next election to replace incumbent social conservatives and Libertarians with populists who espouse the same goals as our victorious President.

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Partying on Peachtree

Safely returned from Atlanta, where we partied like crazed animals with 40K Rotarians from all over the world. Greensboro still sucks.

Hung out last night with three Limey blokes and discussed Nigel Farage, Brexit and the Picts from whom I’m descended.

You haven’t lived until you’ve seen a pub owner sing 500 Miles at a Karaoke bar.

They had no problem with my rugby shorts.

Met some folks from Toledo, OH who knew Dr. Dave Fulton, creater of FoxPro.

Getting really good at taking MARTA and the shuttle to Dillard’s at Atlantic Station, where I scored three more summer shirts on sale. The sales girl remembered me and asked how their polo shirts held up. I said the one I was wearing was ten years old.

The international consensus is Americans are daft.

While waiting for the train, gave $5 to a college-educated Vietnam vet down on his luck, but absolutely delightful to talk with. Everybody else stared at their smartphones.

Got plowed with Dewar’s by the bartender while waiting for a table.

Scared the shit out of some Rotarians from Russia. I kept saying, “Putin is a Great American!”, but they didn’t understand. I told them no one understood me here, either.

Our Romanian valet is getting a degree in cyber security. He got me.

For seventeen years, I’ve been smelling this restaurant. Third time I was the only person there. Simply could not get used to the goat curry.

Met a gorgeous engineer from Istanbul whom I tried to bring home with us. She was interested until I said I loved her.

The Jamaican we met at dinner was fascinated with our marital arrangement and is going to attempt something similar with her husband. My fave comment: “I’ve been in this business 25 years and have no idea what I’m doing.”

Just had some killer wings from the 7-11 in Concord. The time is fast approaching when we will only eat at gas stations.

The Fun Machines stayed home and the Kia Soul did battle with the dumbasses and maniacs. While gassing up, I asked the guy across from me how he liked his Passat, which has the same 2.5L five cylinder as our beetle.  He was still extolling its virtues when I hung up the nozzle and replaced the cap.

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Hedge Fund Slum Lords

From Michael Hudson:

[But] you could say that the whole stock market is a kind of a ponzi scheme, because $4.3 trillion has been provided to the banks by the Federal Reserve in quantitative easing to keep the interest rates down. So if you’re a good bank customer, you can borrow from the bank at 2 percent, you can borrow to take over a company or to buy stocks or to buy risky bonds that are yielding more, and you can make an arbitrage. That is, you can make in dividends or interest more than you have to pay.

Since Fed QE ended in 2015, the Bank of Japan and the Euro Central Bank have purchased their own bonds in 2016, effectively propping up the Ponzi.

A large portion of the millions of homes that were foreclosed have been bought by hedge funds, often for all cash – because they can make more money renting them out than they can make in the financial markets.

Retail markets are ruined because institutional investors must resort to gathering in dark pools to hide their trades from high frequency traders, effectively ending price discovery.  The proliferation of HFT has also ruined arbitrage profit opportunities for the hedge funds, resulting in a stock market bubble where correlation between stocks is destroyed.  It’s a rocket trip to Hell, waiting for a black swan.  We’d heard a couple of years ago that HFT had wrung all the trading opportunities out of the market.  Becoming slum lords is proof of that reality.

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Saudi Arabia Lays Siege to Qatar

From Moon of Alabama:

Some 37 million passengers cross through Doha each year. But Qatar Airways now has to fly through Iranian, Iraqi and Turkish airspace to reach Europe. (If the situation persists the UAE owned Emirates Airways will likely order a huge bunch of new planes.) Half of the food in Qatar comes via Saudi Arabia through Qatar’s only land border. 600-800 trucks per day can no longer pass. The 19 flights per day between Doha and Dubai are called off.  Oil prices rose some 1.6% and the Qatari stock exchange tanked.

The reasons for the immediate spat are manifold. It has only little to do with Iran.

The Saudis accuse Qatar of supporting terrorists. That is like Britain accusing the U.S. of imperialism, or the mafia cutting ties with the mob over gangsterism. As Joe Biden remarked (vid) when still Vice President, both Wahhabi countries, Qatar and Saudi Arabia, have been funding and fueling terrorism in Syria, Iraq and elsewhere. But the Saudi view is that the more “liberal” Qatar is simply supporting the “wrong” kind of terrorists.

The Qatari government and its mouthpiece Al-Jazeera installed and supported the Muslim Brotherhood government in Egypt. The Saudis put that government down by financing a military coup against it. Qatar is supporting the Muslim Brotherhood government of Turkey. It is supporting the Palestinian Hamas, also a Muslim Brotherhood affiliate…

Qatar is the world’s biggest exporter of natural gas – a serious competition to Saudi oil exports.

T.E. Lawrence came to understand what Steve Bannon is learning:  Arabs are a petty race, consumed with tribal intrigue and only reliable to contribute to The Great Game when it aligns with their base interests.

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He-Man Woman Hater’s University

I mowed the Wife’s yard yesterday and mine today after church let out.  She’s off to Raleigh with her mom in Fun Machine 2 for a baby shower.  I drove Fun Machine 1, even though it’s for sale on Craigslist.

We spent Friday afternoon driving around, happening on the sprawl abomination of Reedy Fork on the way to lunch in Gibsonville.  Traffic, even on the back roads, was bad, so we hit 70W and headed back.

The Wife is enormously fond of FM2 and drives it as much as possible.  I’m happy with FM1 and hope to drive it until relegated to the Kia Soul.  We’re apparently spending more time together and moving back in has been mentioned.

Currently, I carry a bag full of Teva sandals, a duffel with shorts, shirts and meds, in addition to my normal backpack.  So, moving back is rather a formality.  Normally, I’d retrieve the rest of my shit, but there’s really no place for it there and besides, I’d like to retain the place in Liberty for those occasions I may have need of it.

It turns out all my stuff in Liberty will fit in my bedroom, which I can secure with a lock.

I spent last August at Oscar’s home while the tenant vacated my place.  Around that time, Oscar hired a kid to work at the lab.  He’d been one of the irregulars and shown himself as bright and cheerful.  He’s been laughing at my dumb ass faithfully at least once a week since then.  I know his mom, his granddad and even his greats.  Even so, I’ve offered him a room at He-Man Woman Hater’s University.

I plan to retain the utilities in my name and use the enormous twenty-two year old to defray the cost while he works a bunch of jobs and goes to school to be a math teacher.   Since I might not be here much, he’ll have the run of the place and I’ll enjoy the security.

So far, he’s resisted the temptation to fall into the clutches of a fetching vixen and shows great promise keeping them at arm’s length.  Here perhaps I have found a member of the next generation capable of carrying on the fight against feminine fascism and oppression.

Speaking of jobs in Liberty, it recently occurred to me I haven’t seen any non-whites, save for the light-skinned lady at Food Lion, who looks like a movie star.  The American Left holds up the black civil rights movement as the most experienced and successful example of social activism.  Indeed, the dignity shown by Liberty’s blacks in the face of endemic racism has always impressed me.

They closed their school in 1965 for desegregation when I entered first grade.  It’s been all down hill for blacks, many of whom were highly respected, since then.  The KKK used to practically strut around here.  I’m sure if I protested Food Lion for not hiring minorities, I’d find out right quick they’re still here.  Hell, even if I don’t, they may run me off for wearing rugby shorts.

Experts talk about neoliberalism being a class war, but also a race war.  You can’t find a parking place at the despicable Dollar Tree, where there’s little racial distinction among the poor.

Coming down the road this morning, I stopped at McDonald’s and walked in to get a proper Diet Dr. Pepper with just enough ice.  There sat a young lady dressed for church and eating alone.  Blacks in Liberty know damn well whom their oppressors are, giving them comfort in the impossibility of change.  But to whom does this woman pray and why?

Men who aren’t pretty much door mats like me can’t submit to the constant wanting.  I’m lucky.  The Myers Briggs Type Indicator indicated the Wife would vocalize her ideas, and that has made all the difference.  After 21 years, I sometimes flinch at the things she wants, but don’t start getting nervous until she mentions them again.  I’d also like to say there isn’t anything wrong with the Wife that isn’t wrong with every woman and she possesses a very small subset of those qualities.

Among the Wife’s best qualities is not pushing her ideas about religion, which are mercenary, on me.  She doesn’t waste time reading my blog, so probably thinks I believe in chipmunks or something.  She dragged me to athletic Episcopal services until we got married, and never since.

The thing is attending services at a big church is a lifeline to survival for many people, and there’s certainly nothing wrong with that.  But it’s just like the reality that for every cheerful person you see at McDonalds, there’s a bunch of them sitting at home, too pissed off and proud to eat that shit for the pittance they call a minimum wage.  The dissidents, just like blacks in Liberty, are excluded from survival, other than by illicit or public means.

Which brings me to the cig butts out back at work.  The people working at the restaurant next door sit on our stoop and smoke on break.  Apparently, part of the gestalt includes stamping out the butt when finished.

First, let me say the Wife is not a Nazi, but what has made her successful all these years are a monstrous work ethic and attention to detail.  The parking, at the newly renovated shopping center, is brisk, in part due to restaurant.  We park on the perimeter, leaving more convenient spaces available, but the restaurant staff are oblivious to this notion.  I should say were, after the enormous hand of the Wife’s iron will came down.  She also used the occasion to address the cig butts.

I get to work each day before they come in, have gotten to know some of them, and can tell that they have it hard.  Mental health professionals who make a distinction between psychopaths like me and sociopaths consider the former born that way, even though I never wet the bed, and the latter are created.

I don’t mind that people embrace the destructive practice of smoking.  The problem is these people are preparing and serving food.  Which brings me to the customers.  When you get right down to it, they’re getting exactly what they deserve.

The national chains have weeded out these miscreants, leaving only locally-owned enterprises available for employment.   I don’t know how all this is gonna shake out, but I’m willing to sweep up the butts, if it’ll keep the peace.

Which gets me back to the Wife and women in general.  I don’t think they’re capable of empathy if a dollar is involved, or perhaps a child.  We can refer to these people, and I have, as subhuman, but the more important question is our responsibility for their condition, unless you like spit and boogers in your food.

One of the things I really like about the Wife is she is always straight on with no bullshit.  The greatest Marines are women.  Damn the consequences, and there are always hilarious consequences.  These people are straight out of Snowflake Fight Club, where you don’t so much fight as stomp around, screaming and crying until someone gets your passie.

Breaking news:  Most of these young guys aren’t gay, but they are certainly effeminate.  He-Man Woman Hater’s University stands as a bulwark against totalitarian momism and features lots of yard work, home maintenance and straight porn to re-masculinize those too inhibited to sport rugby shorts and sandals.

Warning:  Genius level approaching with 7th beer.

Despite all assurances by locals with dental deficiencies, I am not gay.

I’m obviously an exhibitionist, but I get no kick from that champagne.  In fact, I often have to screw myself up to going out looking like this.

I am fatally addicted to pissing off as many people as possible, at every opp.

I’ve been a megalomaniac all my life.  A psychopath seeks personal gain, whereas I’m only interested in appearing utterly unafraid.

I consume fear by staring unblinking into the abyss, every day, all day long.  And from it I derive nuclear amounts of joy.  I gravitate to the dark side of everything, and perceive gems where they genuinely exist.   I am totally cynical and immune to the hype.

I’ve been battling the Russian false narrative since the 2014 Ukrainian Maidan coup.  I’ll gladly stand, half naked so long as it’s hot, against everyone with my version of truth captured in the dark places, ignored by the lords of conventional wisdom.

You have a choice: be terrified or be terrifying.

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