Friday, January 20, 2006

ruling classes

Humans associate so as not to be naked temporary ridiculous lumps.Bush associates himself in hope with eagles, big soldiers, mom andthe sacred institutions. The political sub stratum of the chattering classes associates itself with deadly infallible things. It can be God, the people, the founders, ideas. All associations lead to fullblown stories and this is awful if the association is with dead things. It is worse if the story has an army or even a single government department.

The narrative seduces and kills with its bad magic. Its pretended inevitability. Its false sentiment and impossible promise. Its origin of lies.

No politics is ever a science. If it were - it would be experimentaland so know and record that some of the laws it refers too were big screw-ups. The political narratives would not make heroes of its sulphur burned mouldy dead failed alchemists. It would rather reduce them to the chanting and silly comic book banalities to which they deserve to be reduced and transformed. Tommy the Turd–Eating Prince. Some to very bad failed and unread poets who should have stayed at their Wal-Mart desks or alternatively flourished and lived by panhandling on the street as faux Aspergers. Some can be better as little fat big balled ferocious animals in tiny cages.

You know who I mean.

The political sub-stratum in the present should always be accountable in dada and acid. It should not get to write the conclusion of any social narrative let alone the cultural one. Such would lead to annihilation of the human race. It almost has many times. The proper job of the political stratum is to be marvellously incompetent at redemption. It is to be opposed and overthrown hopefully by laughter but it is ok too to do it with contempt. That is everyone else's job as part of living and enjoying it.

You see politicians have personality disorders. They must. It is necessary for their life work. One disorder is that the world is inside their mind except for the bits that need to be controlled. The other is that everything is right or wrong in relationship to their destiny. There are more. If they didn't have these disorders they wouldn't be politicians. They would be great people.

Politicians work for others - usually. They do it for oily, usurious, murderous thieves in their silken turded pantaloons. Or worse. Have you ever imagined what it must be like to be a whore's whore? Did you like it? But if they are ever in charge themselves and without any paying clients they are death incarnate. They will screw the universe for everything. Then they write the final story of self on the people and landscape.

The best times on earth were when politicians were absurdly incompetent and universally ridiculed, restrained, people fought with ribboned sticks, the poets were organised into partying parliaments, the farmers had no landowners and death and life sang scat in the moonlight.

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