Conversation 1: The Evangelical Virus

I had this conversation recently, and really, I guess, it was more of an argument, and it was about trump.

My antagonist stated that “they’re not gonna get the virus because they’re christians.”  I hesitated, thought about it for a moment, and then said: “I don’t think that’s what you’re really saying.  I think that what you’re saying, I mean really saying, is that you and your friends won’t get sick from this virus because you’re white, conservative, evangelical, christians.”  They hesitated, almost as if they wanted to argue that my statement was untrue, but then just kind of shrugged, as if to say: “Yeah, well, okay.”  As you can imagine, my brain was whispering “Oh My God!” to my soul over and over again.  Needless to say, I was pretty appalled by such an admission.  

No matter, I knew I had to continue, so I gathered myself and said: “I don’t think I understand.  Are you saying that Putin created a virus that attacks an organism based upon its political beliefs?”  Of course, they immediately stated back rather angrily: “Its a Chinese virus!”

I said: “Well, I think that’s open to debate, but we’ll get back to that in a minute.  Right now, I want to explore this physio-political virus you imagine.  What I believe you’ve stated is that there is a virus that will demonstrate its worst symptoms, including death, primarily in people whose politics are left-leaning, or who hold progressive political philosophies.”

“I don’t know about that.  That would mean that there is a physiological, and I mean anatomical dimension associated with any set of political views or thoughts, and that somebody has found the means to isolate those physical traits associated with very specific thought patterns, and then develop a virus that can reliably carry its ‘attack’ data through thousands of generations of reproduction through mitosis, because each virus cell has a rather short life-span. They then engineered the cells to attack only a specific group of human beings with certain political beliefs.  I don’t think the science exists to do that.  I don’t think it can be done.”

They replied, quite quickly, and surprisingly matter-of-factly: “God could do it.”

Right then and there, almost before they finished the statement, I knew I was done, beaten.  The strange logic of superstition will always, to use the most grotesque terms possible, ‘trump’ knowledge.  You cannot argue with superstition, because superstition is based upon, and exists within, a non-argumentative reality.  There is no doubting of the superstation, it is just accepted.

We all know that it’s impossible for a large, furry, bloodthirsty creature with an insatiable appetite for human flesh to live in the cellar of a single-family house in suburban America, yet the superstition persists, doesn’t it?  “I don’t know what could have happened to Johnny, he was playing right there in front of the cellar door…well, yeah, it was open this time, when it’s usually closed…”  You can’t argue with that. Johnny’s toys are still there, but he’s gone without a trace, and we all know “The Thing In the Cellar” got him.

Anyway, it took me about a second and a half to regain myself after their expert parry of my conclusion, and in the next seven seconds after that, I fought one of the greatest battles of all time within my consciousness.  Half of me wanted to lean forward, with a furrowing of my brow, and a look that never tried to hide my utter disdain for what I had just heard, and say: “What the fuck did you just say?”  The other half was telling me: “No, let’s hold onto that card for a while.  I mean, why yell “Bingo!” now, when you can yell “Blackout!” later?”

I had to respond to that statement eventually, so after about twenty seconds of pensive reflection, I leaned forward, gave a small tilt of my head that was meant to convey a sort of perplexed surrender, took a sip of my coffee, and said: “Well, I agree, I guess. I mean, God could construct such a virus and unleash it into the world to kill people like me.  That’s okay, I can deal with the statistical possibility that God could do that.  If we accept that proposition, then the question really is; would he?”

“I mean, I don’t think God does things for his own amusement, I believe he does things to try to get us to learn lessons about love and compassion, and about caring for each other, and the poor, and things like that.  I really hope you agree with me when I say that God would have no interest in wiping out all those damned libs, as some people call them.  Unless, of course, God is now in Heaven doing your bidding.  I mean, shit, that would be the bomb of all bombs, wouldn’t it?  All that prayer really paid off, huh?”

They didn’t respond.  I think they were really angry.

I decided then that I was going to go on an all out offensive to either make them leave, make them cry, or, preferably, make them leave crying.  So I waited a few seconds, then continued:

“So, let’s check out this virus thing. I mean, I know God could do it, but we need to also look at other possibilities, if it was, as you seem to suggest, manufactured.  So if it’s not made by God, who would have an interest in making it, and throwing it out into the world to wreak absolute havoc with civilization.”

“Check this out.  I’m gonna give you some numbers here, but not a lot.  They’re really important numbers, so I need you to pay attention.  The last reliable, pre-virus, number for the US annual GDP is approximately 22 trillion dollars (US).  The approximate annual GDP of the EU countries is 19.5 trillion dollars (US).  The approximate annual GDP of the People’s Republic of China is 13.5 trillion dollars (US).  The approximate annual GDP of the Russian Federation is 1.3 trillion dollars (US).”

“Numbers are great, I love them…in moderation.  Numbers are just numbers, nothing more, but like everybody else, they have a story to tell, and these numbers tell this story:  The US and the EU have large, well developed, consumer segments of their economies.  The Chinese are primarily a manufacture/export economy.  They have a growing consumer class, but they’re still ‘manufacture/export.’  The Russians…well, the Russian people are ratting each other out to Putin’s security services in order to get their hands on a wood burning stove.”

“What it also says is that China has absolutely no interest in the chaos caused by this virus.  The Chinese Government depends on healthy consumer segments of the western economies in order to keep their own economy afloat.  I mean, where do you think all of those exports go, Russia?  Not likely.  If the Western consumerist economies go in the tank, China’s economy goes with them.”

“Putin on the other hand, has every interest in the chaos and disruption caused by this novel coronavirus.  If the other major economies of the planet go to hell in a hand-basket, that helps Russia’s power position in the world and, as a bonus, Putin’s reputation at home.  Now, of course, all of this is only good if Putin can keep the curve pretty flat in Russia, and so far, he appears to have fucked that part up.  But that’s another story, which is especially troubling, because Putin doesn’t really care.”

“Also, the Russians and the Chinese share over 2,600 miles of border.  Do you think it would be difficult for the Ruskies to sneak that virus over the border and release it in a city like, I don’t know, Wuhan, maybe?  Not really.”

“Now get this, and this important, because this is where the entire scenario changes.  In May of 2019 the Pentagon published a “white paper” titled, now get this: “Russian Strategic Intentions: A Strategic, Multilayer Assessment.”  Pretty to the point, wouldn’t you say?  Anyway, one of the key findings of the almost thirty experts from a broad range of fields who contributed to this paper was that Putin, and thereby the Russian State, considers itself to be at war with the United States, and the West in general.”

“Part of the problem for the West is that the US and the Russians have completely differing views of the very nature of warfare.  The US seems to think that war is a zero-sum game: you are either at war with somebody, or you are not at war with them, and war encompasses a very distinct set of mutually aggressive actions; namely, the movement of armies.  The Russians see warfare completely differently, and really, much more maturely.  In their view, if you see another country as a competitor, then every aspect of your relationship, is organized to contribute to your clandestine war effort.”

“If there was any SOB on the planet who would even try to develop and release this virus, thereby sending the planet into chaos by killing off vast numbers of those damned libs, it would be Putin.  Either that, or, according to your logic, God is doing this either for personal amusement, or, once again, to kill off vast numbers of those damned libs, including me.”

“Of course, there is another possibility that we haven’t explored.  It is that this virus has actually been around for thousands of years, at least, and just existed in the deepest, darkest recesses of this planet.  It existed in places we were never meant to go, but we did, and when we did, we came into contact with it, and our bodies, since it’s a “novel” virus to humans, have no defense against it.”

“Now, I know that such a convoluted set of circumstances sounds rather scientific, but that’s because it’s a scientific explanation for the pandemic.  Science, and scientific explanations for events and, well, viruses, we all know, are to be held immediately suspect.  I think you’ll agree with me that this is due to science’s bias toward evidence and method, and its complete rejection of opinion and conjecture.  I mean who who would trust a bunch of scientists, experts and, hell, educated people in general, right?  They have an end-game in there somewhere, I guarantee it.”

“Why trust them, when trump knows the truth, when trump is the truth? Anyway, in the end, the point of all this is that Donald Trump is a complete dick.”

And that pissed them off.

Peace and Love to All,

Niemand

I Will Strike Back

This is a letter from that which you call your mother; a letter from Mother Earth to the human species. You may not want to recognize me, and that is fine. You can say this is a letter from one of your gods, or whomever. None of that matters to me. Make the author whomever you wish, because the message will be the same, no matter who you want to believe writes this letter to you.

Please do not misunderstand me, and let me point out something from the start: I love you. I really do love you. You have such a capacity for creating beautiful things from the gifts I give you, and to see the love of which you are capable is amazing, even for me. Like all mothers, my love for you is unconditional, for if I am your Mother Earth, then you are my children. I have sought to care for you and protect you for countless millennia, but you have taken this love and spat in my face for it.

So, humanity, my message to you, here, is plain, and should be all too evident at this point: I will strike back. If it weren’t so sad that I have to even say any of this, it would almost be funny. You call me “Mother Earth,” but if you treated your earthly mothers in the manner in which you treat me, each of you would spend the rest of your life in a prison. I can take more abuse that you can even imagine. I have taken it, and sought always to comfort and renew for you.

Think of all of the things you have done to me. When you pierce me for your precious oil, you invade and infect the very blood that runs through my veins. When you burrow deep into me for your gold, and your diamonds, you steal from my very heart. When you carve out massive quarries and take the vast mineral wealth I possess, you leave scars upon me that will never fully heal.

I am the very planet on which you live, and I have provided everything for you. All that you have comes from me; the air you breathe, the water you drink, the food you eat, the clothes you wear. In your greed, you have polluted my waters, you have cursed my food, and you now even carve away at the very forests I have given you that provide your precious air.

What will you do when there is not enough air for everyone; all seven-plus billion of you? Will you ration it to the wealthiest of you? Will you bottle it and sell it? Yes, I suppose you will. When you have killed off all of the insects I sustain that are the agents of the sustenance I provide for you, what will you do? When there are not enough bees to pollinate my plants and insure your survival, what will you do? “Ration and sell,” that’s what you’ll do. When the ice caps have melted away, what will you do? When that happens, you will die, that’s what you’ll do.

Through all you have done, I have continued to filter your damage and renew myself for you. Filter and renew, filter and renew, those are the two base functions to which you have reduced me. I am no longer able to thrive and produce new and wonderful beauty for the animals of this world to see, because you have reduced me to a commodity whose sole function is to “filter and renew.”

Through all of this, I have loved you and cared for you, but when you cross a certain line, I WILL STRIKE BACK. I will strike back at you in ways you can never imagine. I will send storms to you the likes of which you have never seen, My hurricanes will grow in size and fury, my tornadoes will grow in size and fury, my fires will grow in size and fury. My visible wrath will be of a size and a fury that should make you tremble, and would make you tremble, were you not too proud.

Remember this, though, humanity: All of these are just a prelude to the full and true expression of my wrath. When I truly strike back at you, I will do so with things you cannot even see. It will be the microscopic world I sustain that will come upon you. They will come from the darkest recesses of my biosphere: places you should never have gone, but in your foolishness, pride, and greed went anyway. These great agents of wrath are my viruses and my bacteria.

Without great destruction of property, without floods that wash away whole towns and villages, without tsunamis that can make an entire island vanish, they will quietly and effortlessly sweep aside all you have made. They will make your systems and your economies crumble. They will hit the “reset” button on your civilization.

World War III is upon you, and I will win, for in the end, know this, for this is the greatest truth you will ever know: I can survive without you, but you cannot survive without me. Through all of this, the wealthiest of you will scramble to maintain their places on their thrones, but they will fall.

When all of this happens, you will then, in the humility I hope you can experience, have the opportunity to filter and renew as I have done so often. You will have the opportunity to truly look inside yourselves and see truths that have always been there, but from which you have turned and blinded yourselves. When all of this happens, you and I will have the opportunity to once again live together. The greatest difference will be that this time our relationship must be a mutually supportive symbiosis, and not the ‘parasite — host’ relationship we have now. You have become a parasite upon me, and I am sick of it.

I am sorry, for one thing, my dear humans. When I strike back at you, those who suffer the most will be those who have dedicated their lives to caring for others. These are your doctors and nurses. They are the ambulance drivers, and the police and fire fighters. They will suffer in serving the rest of you; in doing what your gods have called them to do, because they will live and work in such close proximity to my wrath. In this I am truly sorry, but I cannot avoid it. I weep for them as they shield the mass of you from humanity’s punishment.

Next, although I cannot stop it, the mass of workers who serve others, including the wealthy. They will suffer because of their sheer numbers. They will suffer, because they will have no choice but to enter the fray of my wrath. They must eat, keep a roof over their heads, and they must feed their children. They are the working poor, and they know that they must work to survive from one paycheck to the next.

The wealthiest of you. Through your history, they have always made fortunes off of war, but they will not profit from this one. It will consume them as it will all others. Their gated communities, where the poor are not allowed, will not protect them from my assault. Their hoarding of healthcare in places like the United States, where the care of doctors is not for everyone, will not shield them. They are my true target, but to reach them I must reach everyone.

Humanity, let me remind you once again that I love you, but now I am striking back at you, and I will not stop until you have learned your lesson. My advice to you is to learn well and quickly.

Peace and love to all,

Niemand

Short Posts From Another Platform

I don’t post items here as much as I think I ought to, and I think that this is because the items I post here are longer and more ‘in-depth’ analyses than items that I write elsewhere. The items I write elsewhere are really quite short. However, as short as they are, I think they are no less poignant, or valuable as social commentary. Therefore, I have decided to place some of those here. All of these are posted on either the “Rants and Raves,” or “Politics” sections of Craigslist. One of the reasons I like posting there is because the very nature of the platform forces me to be brief, and we all know that if given the opportunity, I can go on, and on! Anyway, here are two of my more recent posts:

Protests: Posted 20 April, 2020

For almost a week, now, I have watched coverage of people protesting the “Stay at Home” orders issued by governors. In one particular image, I noticed a man carrying a sign that read “If you sacrifice liberty for security, you deserve neither.” I have been familiar with that saying for a long time (that guy didn’t come up with that), and do, for the most part, agree with it.

However, there is another saying at play here that is extremely important, and tempers that saying, in 2020, with a bit of reason. This second saying is: “Your rights end where the other guy’s nose begins.” It is here, where these two sayings converge, that the protesters and those who support them from their couches and keyboards, go off the rails, and lose any semblance reasoned adulthood.

Each of these people, as well as you and me, have the right to be free in our person, our thoughts, our beliefs, and our lives. What we do not have the right to do, is to exercise these rights at the expense of the same rights in others. I understand their desire for things to be like they were. I wish as much as anybody that we could go back in time, and that this entire global pandemic would never happen, but I can’t. I can’t, you can’t, America can’t, the world can’t.

The world will never be as it was, and what the future shape of this global society will look like over the long-term is anybody’s guess. The problem, now, it that these protesters seem to think that their desire for freedom of mobility (and that’s what it is, really, a desire to be mobile again) is more important than the rights of others to live at all. This virus is a killer. It doesn’t kill everybody, but it kills at a very high rate compared to similar viruses, and epidemiologists the world over are amazed at how efficient it is at transmitting itself from one host to the next.

Therefore, I urge everyone reading this to know that your rights, liberties, and freedoms are important, but they are not all-important, and neither you, nor they, exist in a vacuum. We exist in this whole thing together, and we must all help to guard the rights of everyone, and one of those rights is to not be harmed by someone else exercising their perceived liberties.

The last point I want to make is definitely directed at the protesters and their supporters. I hope you understand, that as the people from Info Wars, and other conspiracy theory factories are telling you to get out there and protest against this made-up, deep state scare game code-named “Covid-19,” they are doing so as they hunker down in their germ free homes, studios, and bunkers. You get out there and get sick from an imaginary virus, and spread it to others, while they sit at home, safe from what they tell you isn’t real. Each of you needs to be aware of that.

Peace, and stay safe

The Signs: Posted 04 May, 2020

I saw some news coverage today of the armed, “patriot” rallies from the last couple of days. One thing in particular, has struck me about these gatherings: The Signs. To be honest, you can carry a million American flags wherever you like, but if your message is as Un-American as is that of these people, then these flags, and their value as a symbol of anything that is good, and decent, and holding any compassion for anyone, fades to nothing. All that is left is the hollow attempt of the flag-bearers to hide their hatred behind something they have no right to even touch. The only flags to which they have a right are the confederate flags that outnumber the American flags at their rallies and the swastikas they dare not pull off the wall of their ‘man caves’ at home.

In reference to signs, I saw a woman carrying a home-made sign that read: “ARBEIT MACHT FREI, JB! Arbeit Macht Frei. I don’t know what could possibly possess a person to carry such a thing, but after hours of careful consideration, I have decided that it comes down to three different possible goals on her part. Before I continue, for those who don’t know, “Arbeit Macht Frei” is German for “Work Sets You Free,” and these words adorned (for lack of a better term) the entrance to the Auschwitz extermination camp in Nazi Germany.

So, here’s what I think this woman was trying to say:

1. She’s too absolutely stupid to know anything about those words, and how they have become synonymous with hatred and death. In her stupidity, she took four Scrabble games, threw all of the letters in a bag. then reached her hand in, grabbed some letters, and that’s what came out. She then took her Sharpie, scribbled it out on a piece of foam-core from her local Hobby Lobby, and the next thing you know, there she is on global news, proudly holding Arbeit Mach Frei above her head.

2. She knows at least something about where those words come from, and what they have come to symbolize, but is too insensitive to anyone else’s experience in this world to give a shit. She’s a neo-conservative because first, they’re all white, and second, because they seem to not give a shit about anybody but themselves, and that suits her just fine. Oh, yeah, and that wall. She loves the wall.

3. She is keenly aware of all of the horrific connotations that surround those words, and chose them carefully. She brought that sign out of the depths of the darkness of her soul for a very specific purpose; to say in a loud and clear voice for all to see and hear: “Yeah, you’re damned right! Arbeit Macht Frei, you fucking Jews!”

Unfortunately, I think it’s number 3.

“People” (again, for lack of a better term) who carry signs like this, who tote around flags of the Confederacy, and mark themselves as cowards beyond what has heretofore been the known limit of cowardice, by thinking that they are somehow intimidating the rest of us by sporting guns in public, lose a lot in this world. Two of the most important things they lose are the right to call themselves either a “patriot,” or even an American. They are something less than either.

Well, that’s all for now. I hope you found those two posts rewarding.

Peace and Love to all,

Neimand