Update: They're back here, about two miles from where I'm writing this. If I had a drone camera view of the entire mob, I'd wager I could identify 30 of them, and I guarantee half of those would be considered pillars of the community.
From Mike Miletich's Twitter thread, Rep. Chris Miller took the microphone to call Governor Pritzker a domestic enemy and claimed there won’t be a COVID19 breakout when everyone goes home today. He says the experts must use common core math for their projections. “What they have been feeding you is absolutely political bullshit.” The crowd cheers...This man has another sign comparing Gov. Pritzker to Adolf Hitler. I asked him if he’d explain why he has this sign. #twill pic.twitter.com/EFku9YkquQ— Mike Miletich (@MikeMiletichTV) May 16, 2020
The rot in the GOP settled into the bones decades ago and runs all the way down to the grass roots. There is no way to reason with these people and there is no peace to be found with them. Unless they are stopped they will go right on letting Fox News shit in their skulls and calling it wisdom, and will go right on electing fascists and madmen and calling it patriotism.
It's us or them, kids.
Us or them.
End of update.
In case you ever wondered how the Trump suicide cultists can do what they do, from my friend, the late Harlan Ellison:Happy Mother’s Day from C& C in Castle Rock, where the owner said this is almost double a normal Mother’s Day. pic.twitter.com/cPSzjmAfAg— Nick Puckett (@nick__puckett) May 10, 2020
Harlan Ellison on Heaven's Gate
This is the original piece Harlan wrote for Newsweek magazine for the week ending April 5th, 1997. The piece was requested by Newsweek to examine the link between the Heaven's Gate cult's mass suicide and science fiction. For those of you who have been living in a cave, 39 members of the cult committed suicide near the end of March 1997 based on a belief their souls would be joining up with a UFO hiding behind comet Hale-Bopp, said UFO taking the cultists to a higher level of existence.
Everywhere, today, the question is being asked: what did the Heaven's Gate cultists have to do with science fiction. Try this for an answer: nothing.
They had everything to do with that hideous verbal crotchet "sci-fi," however. And they are light-years apart, so don't confuse them. At peril of your life.
Almost exactly one year ago, my heart tried to kill me. Before I could die, they cracked me open and did a quadruple bypass. But for a moment, I shook hands with death, and in that bonding I got a tough insight; and this I now know for certain: In those gasping last moments of the Rancho Santa Fe cultists, as they were descending into their death sleep, they were thinking Please help me; I'm going into the darkness and I need to know! Yeah, we all want to know...the answers that make sense of a world growing ever more complex, of lives that seem to be controlled by forces too big for our puny intellects, of a journey without sufficient noble purpose.
Traditionally, answers have been sought in philosophy or religion or mysticism of one kind or another. What's the sense of it all, in a bewildering universe that doesn't seem to know or care that we're here? But from those sources no fully integrated or fully satisfying answers have come.
And those answers may not be anywhere in the literary genre called science fiction, either, but one thing is for damned sure: they are not to be found in the cheapjack foolishness of "sci-fi."
The concepts that abound in fantastical literature have the magical capacity to inspire dreams that become enriching reality. Science fiction, like The Whole Earth Catalog, is only an implement, a tool of the mind's imagination. It employs the technique called extrapolation, allowing us to play the game of what-if?. A game of intellect and daring, of special dreaming and determination not to buy into all those boneheaded beliefs that always tell use we're too stupid and too inadequate to prevail. That we need some kind of mythical alien or supernatural babysitter to get us over the rough spots. Science fiction says otherwise. It is an idea-rich literature that is, at core, hopeful and progressive, that always says--with a nod to the reawakening of a competent human spirit--there will be a tomorrow. It may be troubling, and it may require us to get a lot smarter, but there will be a tomorrow for us to work at.
"Sci-fi," that hunchbacked, gimlet-eyed, slobbering village idiot of a bastardized genre, says only that logic is beyond us, understanding must be crushed underfoot, that the woods are full of monsters and aliens and conspiracies and dread and childish fear of the dark. The former is a literature that can open the sky to all the possibilities of change and chance; the latter is hysterical and as overripe as rotten fruit, that can turn all rational conjecture into a nightmare from which one escapes only by phenobarb-laced applesauce or a slug of grape Kool-aid straight up with cyanide. The former says responsibility for your life is the key; the latter assures you that you ain't got the chance of a hairball in a cyclotron.
And that is the dichotomy of science fiction, as opposed to the tabloid mentality of UFO abductions, triangular-headed ETs, reinterpreted biblical apocrypha, and just plain bone stick stone gullibility. It is obscurantism and illiteracy, raised to the level of dogma. It requires that you be as ignorant today as you were yesterday, that you be no brighter than the sap who keeps playing three-card monte on a street corner with a hustler who will never cut you a break.
"Sci-fi" is what the Rancho Santa Fe sleepers bought, in that flashy but adolescent shell-game called Waitin' for the UFO. They were philosophical suckers who turned away from the genuine wonders of the real world and all its solvable mysteries, to embrace the sophomore horse-puckey of astrology and government conspiracies and recastings of Jesus as a deep-space navigator. That has nothing to do with the problem-solving and curiosity of science fiction...it has everything to do with the monster fear and dread produced by the dumbness of "sci-fi."
Stop being exploited by greedy thugs who only want to sell you movie tickets and poisonous delusions that enrich them by your stupidity and fear. Because the truth is in this: neither Heaven nor Hell, and certainly not a flying saucer, can be found in the tail of a comet.
No Half Measures
3 comments:
I am so PROFOUNDLY tired of these idiots, they have drained the last of my excess empathy for them. I am tired of having to listen and pretend to come halfway to their utter bullshit because they are Republicans. I am tired of their constant vilification when we try to help. I am tired of their self-dealing, their bullying smirks, and their constant lying.
Save those who are savable, when those self-satisfied idiots come to you sick, close the door. Treat them like the adults they pretend to be, and let them finally feel the consequences of their actions. Anything past 30 it too late to say I really didn't mean it.
Oh man...I remember this great essay by Ellison, and when he read it aloud during his segment on SCI-FI BUZZ. And yes, even though it was written more than two decades ago, it perfectly sums up these GOP idiots who are going to get themselves killed--along with many innocent victims.
And fuck anyone who sees all of this going on and STILL sits there in their purity corner diddling themselves while blurting out, "But both parties are the same and Obama and Hillary were just as bad as Trump!".
So proud of Donny Jr.'s wearing of the Mom Jeans for Mother's Day.
Then again, Donny Jr getting into Malaia's pants is a recognition of this day I could do without.
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