Sunday, 16 June 2013

Don't Retread On Me!

"Balancing our need for security with our ... "  No need to even finish the tedious drivel. Such is the tsunami of inanity spewing from mainstream this past week that if you haven't heard or read this pious pap at least a dozen times then you must be on high ground indeed. Down here in "reality" we're drowning in it. Even the usually tough minded - or at least right minded - Pat Buchanan has joined the chorus. And speak of the devil. Wasn't pitiful Pat ignominiously fired just last year for lamenting the impending death of white America? Lo and behold, what was the really big story this week? You guessed it, brother. "White Deaths Outnumber Births for first Time in History" groaned the media. They weren't groaning for the death of their race, of course, but rather for the onerous obligation of having to report it. (So right wing, you know.) One of them called our yawning collective grave a "grave concern." Maybe that's why the NYT buried it asap. A "surprising slump" advised the WaPo. Surprising? Not to Buchananites. I'd call PJB a prophet in his own land but for the fact that that's just it - it ain't his land anymore! Or WaPo's. (Some say that it ain't their race, either, but that's beside the point since we're all going to be strangers in a strange land pretty soon.)
     America's famed melting pot has become a seething cauldron of ethnic resentment and distrust. And most immigrants hail from places where government intrusion is an accepted way of life. In fact, people feel left out over there if the state's not watching their every move. So this latest demographic catastrophe makes for a nice fit with Obama's latest Big Brother brand. Blanket security is the new American majority's security blanket.
    Surveillance, they say, is the "unavoidable cost of security." Wrong! It's the inevitable price the US is paying for its dogmatic refusal to target the one demographic accountable for 99% of the world's terrorism. Because residents from Muslim countries can't be singled out for surveillance, everybody has to be. Profiling of some, no. Covert files on all, yes! Each new atrocity ratchets up another notch on the electronic manacles. The circulation is starting to slow. Before you know it, gangrene is setting in.
     Islam isn't going away anytime soon. In fact it's thriving. But hardly a decade after 9-11 the US constitution is on life support. In another ten years it'll be in a coma. The legendary "Don't Tread On me" Dixie rattler, emblem of rebels and a Tea Party icon, is starting to look like Ouroboros, the mythical worm that ate its own tail. So the suppression of freedom always gets justified as a preservation of freedom.
     (The grandiose Canadian Charter of Rights and Freedoms, in contrast, was dead on arrival, a limp appendage, a political dildo. Up here, freedom has always been a myth.)
      And is that the Fourth of July just around the corner? Well, strike up the band, pour the tea and start the parade! But first, let's sew some updated retreads on some of those bald testaments of freedom land, so sorely tested of late.
Thomas Jefferson: We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are spied upon equally; that they are endowed by their creator with certain rights of aliens; that among these are welfare, healthcare and the pursuit of a driver's license.
Patrick Henry: I say, give me liberty or give me Xanax!  
Honest Abe Lincoln: . . . that they should have government by the peephole, for the peephole and of the peephole.
        

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