Update on the "Global War Without Borders"

23 years into the "Global War Without Borders", and things are going well. 

The current Israeli leader just ordered assassination bombings in Lebanon, directly from New York during the United Nations General Assembly. And you can really see the philosophy and the goals inherent in the behavior. 

Once a colonial government has an invasion plan, all it needs is an excuse. 

All it needs is an enemy to hit it first.

Thus, you have 9/11 leading to the Iraq War. Thus you have genocide in Gaza after October 7th. 

It's an old move, but it hasn't stopped there, of course. In the past year, Israel has also been bombing the West Bank, Lebanon, Syria, and Iran.

However, now that it looks like Kamala Harris might win the US Presidential election, Israel does now seem to have begun targeting actual military leaders, instead of just bombing civilians and infrastructure.

Hooray?

Publicly, just speaking about this is like joining the war itself. It can immediately endanger you, your livelihood, and your family. No matter where you are in the world. No matter who you are.

It is global, it is war, and there are no borders for the mighty. Right in everybody's face, at all times, the conversation mostly hides right out in the open. Behind the nervous eyes of the vulnerable and those who never wanted a war at their door, you can see there is mostly sadness and confusion. 

No one really knows why it's like this. It just is. "The War" is best spoken of privately now, between allies and friends only.

Especially since Israel has stepped so violently into the global spotlight, killing journalists, civilians, women, and children right in front of everybody. 

Perfectly aware that no one is strong enough to stop it, Israel has gone full guns out. Just like when the US invaded Iraq. I can even hear George Bush's stupid, stupid challenge to the world then, echoing today. 

"Bring it on..." 

#facepalm

Quick Recap of the past 8 Years

It is many years later, and once again the hottest year on record. Humans aren't made for this... You can see it in our timeline today, the humidity penetrating our psyche...slowly driving us mad. Burning our patience short. Unprecedented times create new weather. New phenomena. New behavior. Tis a brave new world indeed. 

It is impossible to summarize the devastating changes Trump's first term wrought. White nationalist violence spilled into the streets unaltered. Boogaloo Boys. Proud Boys. Patriot Front. Y'all Qaeda. Vanilla ISIS. The Blue Klux Klan. Real Life Nazis. They all came out in force calling for Civil War 2, and beat people in the streets until it ended with full scale nationwide race riots against the police.

Put one up for Big Floyd.

Trump also successfully turned the Supreme Court into a High Church Council bent on taking away women's rights and forcing us all into their narrow Christian Nationalist vision of "Freedom, Liberty, and Justice for all." 

Roe v. Wade was successfully overturned shortly thereby. 

If this wasn't enough, QAnon emerged in American culture during Trump's presidency, destroying families and seemingly turning every single table conversation in America into a fucking conspiracy. The full-blown attack on truth that was QAnon was so clean, and so affective, its consequences are still rippling through our society today.

For instance, since QAnon, it seems that every new manager I work for believes ever stupider and ever weirder conspiracies, without end. Am I the only one?? Everyone has their own version of the truth now. Their own ultimate conspiracy, including me! And reconciliation of the facts just doesn't exist for us here, because we've defunded education in this country for 40 years straight! We've been "fixing the budget" ever since the Raegan administration y'all!  

We're so dumb now, we don't even know why nobody knows nothin.

QAnon then, was just the final nail in the coffin of Truth here in America, leveraging all the mighty potentials of social media directly against the ignorance of the populace itself, and it worked. 

Whitewash everything. Hit reset. These are the devils of an uneducated democracy.

What's more fucked up is, if it weren't for the Covid-19 pandemic, Trump's madness probably would have just kept going. In 2020, 8 out of every 10 white people in America voted for more of this violent fascist "solution" to the problems of our society. 80% of white people!

How many are consciously violent white-supremacists, and how many are just simple believers in Trump's false prophecy doesn't actually matter when you have to defend your sanity and your family against the entire movement, every single day.

2020 was categorically the worst year in all of our lives, for those who lived through it, and everyone who did not. But 2021 didn't really hint at anything getting better.

When Trump lost his re-election bid to Biden, cops and service members then attempted to overthrow the very government they were sworn to protect. Indeed, the infamous January 6th attack. Some of these men cried and were confused when they were arrested and charged with terrorism afterwards.

Cops then, in response to Biden's win, just stopped fighting crime! For four years straight. Homeless camps exploded in size due to evictions from the pandemic. Auto theft, catalytic converter theft, and drug markets all thrived out in the open, thus forcing the populace to arm itself against itself even further...and everyone blamed Biden. What a perfect set-up. 

Indeed. Not til the Supreme Court said Trump was immune and homelessness was a crime would the cops come back out of their hidey-hole, ready to begin their punishment.

Their feelings were apparently very hurt by the "Defund the Police" campaign in 2020, even though it ultimately failed, got them more money, more weapons, fake towns to train in, and brand new "Superjails" to fill.

Yeehaw! Trump was really whipping them up in his newest re-election speeches too. Gettin' em ready to round up the communists, the socialists, the anarchists, immigrants, and all the filthy freeloaders and scum of the Earth type people that penetrate our precious "Land of the Free".

Remember kids: Prison labor is slavery, and prisons for profit are an attack on everyone's freedom.

Anyway. Four more years of Trump seemed all but inevitable during the entirety of Joe Biden's presidency. There was nothing stopping Trump's comeback, and his "revenge tour" to get back at everyone. 

That is until "Genocide Joe" turned out to be too old for the gig, and was forced to step down because he couldn't finish complete sentences, and the money for his presidential bid had all dried up. 

In steps Kamala Harris, Trojan-Horse style, apparently there to upset the racists even more all along. The electric snap of her campaign took everyone by surprise, including her opponent. Suddenly the race was on.

Suddenly the game is interesting again. The pieces are moving in unpredictable ways, and maybe I won't spend my forties in Trump's prison labor camps? Wow! Or maybe I still will. It's so hard to tell. 

Tonight is set to be the only debate night between Kamala Harris and Donald Trump, and it should be a banger. I wonder if Trump will wear another huge bandage on his ear, or if we'll actually see the wound from the assassination attempt. I wonder, I wonder. I guess we'll see. 

Either way, with so many American Demons armed and pitted against one another, ready to fucking kill one another, it'll be a goddamn miracle if we can get through the night without another national tragedy unfolding. 

Cheetoh-Pocalypse

I would love to go back to writing under old projects right now. My immense political sadness, the depth of fear consuming the internet and my soul, all of it could have had some killer public commentary if I weren't ever shut down. Now I live in fear, I vote in fear, and I vigilantly strategerize over every measly post, everywhere.

Fuck all that.

The horrible phobias that have plagued Europe over the past decade have come home to roost for real.

Trump.

Drumpf.

And I, here, am but one of innumerable voices coming out against this horseshit hogshow. Just one more tiny particle participating in the nature of democracy. Screaming my lungs out in the city. Not my President.

Yet so it is. Right there for the next four years. Or eight. Or even less than...depending how terribly things go... Either way, the game is on. Confusion rules the day as the known unknown that is our next four years as a planet looms before us. Everyone ready?


This is Richard Tate. Just one more benevolent dicktater in the multiverse of opinion here on the interweb. Sleep should be first on the agenda. It has been too a long a campaign and too hard a fight to fall so hard flat on our faces in the mud.

Tomorrow won't be more of the same. And we need our rest to prepare.

Taco Stands and WW3

These times are vicious. Every rebel in the world is out for the 2016 campaign, and the attacks are on like Donkey Kong. Full-blown neurological meltdowns are broadcast across the world at the speed of light, every hour, every day, and the madness can be seen creeping onto front yards everywhere.

Aggression chews right into itself across all aisles of the political spectrum, faces on every screen turning blue, red, purple. Electoral gawking jaws one and all at the horror that is arguably the most important democratic election cycle in the world today. Sexism, racism, conspiracy, and madness have all reared their heads together for the spotlight fires of global media, and the mental minutemen are falling all around us, running in droves off cliffs together. 'Tis Hell and Ragnarok both, here in the USA.

All the while, mongrels be dragging everywhichway the ever romantic ideation of a final WW3...or Civil War 2, whichever, to end it all, and hit reset...

I work at a small taco stop in a huge corporate office building. During the lunch rush, herds line up to pack the tiny space with their yaws agape, snorting and whiffing at digital menus. The air thickens with the rough and sweaty smells of pigs on the grill, and the clientele growl their bellies out they mouths, with eyes that ache with the stresses of corporate personhood, and fantasy.

Eventually, inevitably, we have to start cracking the bullwhip behind the line of the kitchen, beating them back with metal spatulas and curses. I throw the damn tacos right at their faces. "Get the fuck out! Go back to your desks you awful beasts! Begone with you!"

It only lasts an hour or two, so it's not that bad.

Once it dies down again I check the headlines to see what worldly developments I've missed. Everything is usually still awful.