Saturday, 26 April 2008

Enter the Drag on and on.

Hey, who doesn't love Mao? Especially now he's completely dead. Almost. Well, one day then. Er, maybe.

“Coming home from very lonely places, all of us go a little mad: whether from great personal success, or just an all-night drive, we are the sole survivors of a world no one else has ever seen”. John Le Carre.

Everything is more resonant at night and mostly vanishes with the daylight. Though I often feel the same either way. Generally enervated, unsurprised and er, often disgusted. A singular fact that often makes me fill with a cool rage, is witnessing the work of bullies, as they comfortably Lord their power over the vulnerable and weaker.

Ah, this is the point where I’d like to step in and when I haven’t, I’m left with bile in my gullet. Being a regular guy and of er, extremely limited powers, meaning zero, this bile thing naturally happens quite a bit. But then nothing makes one feel lonelier than people, especially when they imagine they're uh, "reporting the news".

This brings me to the bleak, hate filled irony of bunk upon junk, lies, venality and plain rottenness of the whole er, "spirit of the Olympic flame..." A crock says I. And it reveals much about the multiple conundrums, the internal phony contradictions and the pointless behaviour that is Leftard activism, and so much more about er, so much less...

Has China changed? Sure, essentially though, only as much as Mars. The standard of living has gone right up, which is terrific, really. After 5,000 years of crippling poverty, Dynasties and foreign exploitation, the Chinese will not listen, don't have to listen and why should they listen to er, anybody? In a recent five year period, the Chinese reduced the number of people in poverty from 300 million to 150 million. Now that's raw and explosive Capitalism, bub, however weird Chinese free and freaky markets are.

Sadly, the standard of oppression, arrest, torture and execution have remained pretty constant. But that's culture and tradition for you.

The multi-layered irony of the Leftish of mode criticising a Communist Dictatorship for invading, oppressing and murdering Tibetans. And all while wearing Che the child killer Guevara t-shirts, a man who totally destroyed an economy, a culture and a people and freed precisely no one.

People can protest this way entirely due to the freedom available only in a Capitalist Democracy.

So like Popeye, I watches the non-news regards the Olympic torch protests and I’m left unsurprised, how much of the hack brigade are incapable of reporting with any spine, brain or worth. No surgical insight or effective anything will disturb the crap at six, six thirty or seven, or even the late evening bullshit in.

“It's a God awful small affair,
To the girl with the mousey hair,
But her mummy is yelling, "No!"
And her daddy has told her to go,
But her friend is no where to be seen.

Now she walks through her sunken dream,
To the seats with the clearest view.
And she's hooked to the silver screen,
But the film is saddening bore,
For she's lived it ten times or more.
She could spit in the eyes of fools,
As they ask her to focus on,

Sailors, fighting in the dance hall.
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go.
It's the freakiest show.
Take a look at the lawman, beating up the wrong guy.
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know, he's in the best selling show.
Is there life on Mars?"

David Bowie. 'Is there life on Mars?'

Some people have underwear that isn’t even good enough for suicide. And so it is with the sad little Tibetan flags and the tonnage of “Free Tibet!” stickers, THE most ineffective adhesive in the world. In the recent and feeble protests in Australia, I noted that all those sad human faces were treated rather, er harshly.

Ii is, a relentless, endless series of awfulness, sports. If Mao and his fellow Chinese Communists were always happy to murder maybe 40, 80 million of their own people, well? Mao said he'd be happy to murder 300 million to do just as he pleased, and he always did. What a guy.

"I never brushed my teeth for thirty years! Thus I am a God". Mao to his Dentist, later arrested and shot for Counter Revolutionary root canal work.

Er, old Tibet was a hideous Theocratic oligarchy, folks. It's absurd to believe that the Left are interested in genuinely helping oppressed and ordinary people. The Left loves eternally still, Che the child killer. Che is their blueprint and high ideal. Now many young Chinese are proud of their country etc, even the firing squads and outnumbered protesters locally.

Er, especially the 10,000 screaming pro-Communist China supporters brought in on 50 buses and paid for and organised by the Chinese Dictatorship. Our addled and spine free authorities allow massed, screaming, assaulting Communist rallies in Australia? They always have in one form or another. So er, check.

And gee, our local Government and most others welcome the Olympic pantomime and we allow Chinese um, security to hang out doing the Olympic shuffle.

Dig, China is still a Communist fun mirror no matter the recent fun with Capitalism. And don't you forget it.

Yep it's a global three ring circus of status, cash, ego, celebrity, wank, supplying the Janjaweed and an empty ritual dreamscape of the essentially selfish art of sport, all with a cast of thousands. Oppressed and dead people too.

It can hurt ones head. Me? While I'd prefer the small clique that owns China Inc, to tender their resignations and subsequent suicides, I see little to no effective insight and analysis of anything anywhere much. Especially regards dealing with the unpleasant realities of er, gee, Communism, Islamism, anti-Semitism and Barbarism in general. As per usual, eh?

Fifty years of Tibet stickers have resulted in enormous improvements in sticker technology, and a Left Liberalism that has perfected its profoundly utterly useless stupidity, control freakery and hubristic, destructive delusions. A Left of smug moral vanity and Totalitarian urges criticises the multi-layered monster of the Chinese authorities? Ha, it is to laugh.

And what replaces the freak power group that runs a vast and unstable madhouse on a whim exactly? Or the cheerful arrangement in Tibet? You know, the old theocracy of torture and 10th Century backwardness? Maybe King Richard Gere or Harrison Chuckles Ford as President? Maybe old Dreary Lama the Q ball head, the worlds leading purveyor of desk calendar faux wisdom, as a host?

A joke of misery with a cast of useless phonies says I. The Communist Dictatorship rides a freakish dragon after all though historically, a vastly improved nightmare. And um, I believe the head creeps of the middle kingdom may have some rather unpleasant plans for us all, being the arrogant and untouchable swine that they are.

Hey, that reminds me of Tibets monstrous and feudal leadership circa pre-1959, of which the head 8 ball of the Daily Lumper was the primary beneficiary. Ah, the Buddhist wisdom of eye-gouging and flaying people alive. I’m just glad I’m not in charge of anything, cos I'd take a bat to a most of 'em.

Yes, China has evolved, just like our convenient, wilfully naive weakness has evolved into er, a really convenient, wilfully naive weakness.

Colonel Neville: “Aunty, what do you think of Red China?”

Aunty Doris: “Och, not with the blue table cloth!”

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