Guest Post by Sanjay Kak, for #Notinmyname / Statement from Not In My Name, Delhi Last evening’s (June 28th) spirited protest at Jantar Mantar, New Delhi, under the banner of Not In My Name, was an autonomous citizens protest against the recent spate of targeted lynchings of Muslims in India – the most recent of 16 … Continue reading After #NotinMyName at Jantar Mantar on June 28: Sanjay Kak for NotinMyName, Delhi
If you wish to understand the degree to which a supposedly free western media are constructing a world of half-truths and deceptions to manipulate their audiences, keeping us uninformed and docile, then there could hardly be a better case study than their treatment of Pulitzer prize-winning investigative journalist Seymour Hersh.
And I love all people, rich or poor. But in those particular positions, I just don’t want a poor person. Does that make sense? Does that make sense?
The point is, ladies and gentlemen, that greed…for lack of a better word… is good. Greed is right. Greed works. Greed clarifies, cuts through, and captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit. Greed, in all its forms…greed for life, for money, for love, knowledge…has marked the upward surge of mankind. And greed…you mark my words…will not only save Teldar Paper, but that other malfunctioning corporation called the U.S.A.
— Gordon Gekko (Michael Douglas) from the 1987 movie Wall Street
Their attitudes may taste like shit
“It was not immediately clear how close the U.S. military recon jet was flying near Kaliningrad, a Russian enclave between NATO allies Poland and Lithuania. This fall, Russia moved nuclear-capable ballistic missiles to Kaliningrad, putting some European capitals in strike range.” — Armed Russian jet comes within 5 feet of US recon jet
Police state, corporate state, denuded duncery state — a blistery bunch of 80 percenters lost in a carnival of debt, malignant food, maladjusted education and the folly of a full-throttle powerfully propagandist media like a proverbial copper girdle wire around our collective consciousness. That So Called Liberal (sic) Press (sic) playing triple dirges for the death of any emaciated version of democracy with a capital D for dollar.
Iraqi boys walk on a destroyed street in a neighborhood recently destroyed by US airstrikes which claimed the lives of several civilians in Mosul, Iraq, April 3, 2017. (AP/Felipe Dana)
In B. Traven’s novel, The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1927):
“All right,” Curtin shouted back. “If you are the police, where are your badges? Let’s see them.”
“Badges, to god-damned hell with badges! We have no badges. In fact, we don’t need badges. I don’t have to show you any stinking badges, you god-damned cabrón and chinga tu madre!”
Jay Dyer discusses his book Esoteric Hollywood – Sex, Cults and Symbols in Film. This is a three part interview. Part one is here. Part two is here
