tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56526195424741159782024-03-05T02:21:57.684-08:00The Revolution Will Have Hot DogsShort Stories - Short Essays - Big Ideas - MaybeJohn Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-62219763913035650202013-09-20T11:59:00.001-07:002013-09-20T12:02:59.439-07:00Five years on...<br />
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My sister passed away five years ago today. I wrote this maybe a month or two later after I could muster up the energy to do so. It's crazy how life has changed so much in five years. I originally posted this to Myspace. Not a life-shattering example, but you get the drift. </div>
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I'm really happy that I wrote this because it's a real time capsule for myself to look back at those dark days to see where my mind was at. I remember knowing pretty early on that I had to stop asking questions or it would drive me mad. Life happens in not the best ways sometimes, and we can only learn by growing with those moments. You cannot suffer the unknown. </div>
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I miss my sister's physical presence. I miss her voice. But it is more important to know that she is always here because we are blood and we had 30 years of life together and she is permanently recorded in my mind. There is nothing more infinite than that.</div>
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I love you Suzanne. </div>
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Every morning I wake up to the constant realization that will plague the rest of my life: I’ve lost my sister Suzanne and I’m not getting her back. The emptiness that accompanies this sentiment is hard to grasp, because simply put, there is nothing there. You know you will never be able to hold her hand, and you’ll never be able to hug her and kiss her on the cheek. It’s a rotten felling to have because you know that you shouldn’t even be writing this because you should have been an old man and your sister should have been an old lady and it would have been a natural passing. It’d still be sad, but you’d be okay because you’d be gone in a couple years too, and it’d be a wholly natural thing. You’ve lived your life, you’ve done your thing, and now you’ve passed away. But that isn’t how it is. I’m going to live the rest of my days missing my sister who fought hard and probably lived longer than she should have with stage four lung cancer. She leaves a husband. She leaves a daughter. She leaves parents, a brother, and a sister. She leaves loving family and friends, two dogs, and a cat. She’s left a world of suffering that she did not deserve and a bad hand shuffled back into the deck. It was before her time, but time due for what she was going through.</div>
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What does it mean to lose a sister? It’s a question that is answerable and unanswerable all at once. A feeling that is felt, but also not transmittable to those outside of yourself. It’s more than a sense of loss and more like something was stolen from inside of me, something not physical, but something that has been there since the day I was born and should have been there on the day I die. This thing wasn’t fully formed, still growing with every moment. When I was a kid, it was prevalent in my every day. I just didn’t know it. In my teenage years and early twenties, this thing revolved around that same world I did, just in opposite directions, being around just as much as I was, which wasn’t a whole lot. But after moving 3,000 miles away from Connecticut, with every passing year, with every day I grew older, this thing inside could truly be acknowledged, and maybe even understood a bit more. This thing inside of all of us is the greater importance of family, the connections and relationship you have with those who have always been there. When a part of this is taken away, squashed from our psyche, there is a matchless loneliness that sits in its place and pervades almost every moment of our every day. Even in a room crowded with family or friends, there sits an empty space and the density of the air feels less. Staying at her home for two weeks during this whole ordeal, every time I entered a new room I looked for her. Strangely enough, being back in my apartment in Reno, a place she’s never been, I do the same. Where is Suzanne? Where is my sister? All I find every place I go are the places she should be.</div>
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But she is not, and I don’t know when my brain is going to fully accept that. Right now I’m at battle with reality. And guilt. And the “whys” and “what ifs.” And the last week of her life in the hospital. What I said. What I didn’t. It’s all there, swirling round and round on the daily-go-round, even in my most distracted moments. When I wake. And when I sleep. I have no doubt in the validity of the phrase “time heals,” and I don’t mind waiting because all of these feelings, no matter how mixed up, confused, and upsetting; they are my sister, and I have no doubt that with time they will turn into her greatest attribute: strength. </div>
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In the past year, there were conversations we never had. Conversations I wish we had. They didn’t not happen out of dishonesty, but because my sister was protective, not just in a proud way, but because she did not want people worrying about her. Trust me, we worried plenty, and we were scared shitless, but talking to my sister was talking to my sister and I don’t think she wanted it any other way. The cancer was on our tongues, but so were other things. We talked about what was going on, and jokes, and memories, and parents, and life. I wish we could have had many other conversations. I wish we could have many more. No matter how much I could let out at her bedside at the hospital, there’s always more to say. I have an infinite amount of words for my sister, and where once they were heard, I no longer know what they really are. My belief system doesn’t know what to make of where she is and this is the first time I’ve really been confronted with this. Confronting the known unknown. In the back of my mind I’d been waiting for the phone call that would have me on the next flight to Connecticut. The longer she lived, the further off I could push that phone call away, and the further off I could push the notion of death. Then you find yourself in the hospital sitting next to your sister, holding her hand, wanting so badly for her to be able to come home, if only for a short period of time. I don’t know how I could sit there and think about time in such an ultimate form, with an end in sight, but I did, and all I wanted was for my sister to have a few more days with her whole family, eyes open, breathing, talking, and maybe a laugh or two if she could muster it (and believe me, I bet she could). Then as the days moved forward and she did not, I only wanted some time with her off sedation, but I knew in my heart that it wouldn’t happen and I became fearful that my sister would pass into the night, alone. </div>
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It’s hard for me to look back on these moments and put myself back into it. How could I not sit there and wish my sister to only live more than forever. In the midst of her suffering you have to be as rational as possible and only want what is best. Upon arriving to the hospital on Saturday the 20<sup>th</sup> of September, it was time to let nature take its course. Suzanne was tired. She let us know it when her husband whispered into her ear and a tear came rolling down her face. She knew what hour had arrived, and let us know it by fighting through yet another trial with her strength. Her body was giving out, but she gave us a true and knowing response. Throughout the week I wasn’t sure how much she could really understand us under sedation. As much as we all could, we’d sit by her side and tell her stories, describe pictures from photo albums, read emails people sent to the hospital, tell her how we love her and we’d keep her safe, and she even got one last friendly Kratky family argument (politics of course), but I was never clear that she heard us. She would open her wonderful green eyes once in a while, but it wasn’t until that tear that I really knew that she could take her surroundings in. She truly blessed us with it, and I believe she fought hard for us all to be there. When my sister passed away, she was surrounded by family, all of us holding on to her, all of us telling her we love her.</div>
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It’s this moment that I wanted most for her in the end that haunts me more than anything. It’s all you could do sometimes. Be there. It’s all you can do sometimes. Be powerless.</div>
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Standing in the cemetery the day before I left to go back to Reno, I felt uncertainty inside myself. I stood before where she laid, but still, I looked out across the grass and through the trees searching for Suzanne. I will always search for her; in the windows of every home, in the slow passing nights, across Nevada’s desert terrain, and every time I look to the sky. I know that after time I’ll eventually find her, and I’ll have to look no further than myself. No further than my sister Rachel, and my parents, John and Maryann. I’ll have to search as far as my cousin and Suzanne’s best friend Melissa, her husband Chris, and of course, her daughter Cyndy with whom we all have a new role. Not as surrogates in a capacity we could never fill, but to embody the true essence of family and support. Then I’ll look up to the stars at night and know that my sister fills the empty space in between, holding them together with all her strength. In time, that empty spot inside all who loved her will fill with realization and learning from her life and her death. The world has already become a different place for me. Never again will it hold the poetry of fresh eyes, because I am old now, and unwilling to venture backwards.</div>
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Suzanne, all I can do now is make you a promise:</div>
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When the loneliness settles in, and the empty chambers of my heart ache, I will think on our childhood. I will remember your smile and hear your laugh.</div>
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When the sky grows dark, and the “whys” and “what ifs” settle in, I will remember our phone calls and the times spent staying in your home over the last few years.</div>
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When the tears swell in my eyes and my stomach grows uneasy, I will fondly think back, and thank you for all you have given me. Things that have shaped me, that may forever go undiscovered, but they are there and they are me, and I thank you.</div>
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Sis, you will never be forgotten, only known more and more. If I could I’d write you into existence again, but I know you’re in a place greater than words. I love you so very much. We all love you so very much. </div>
John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-84839318933425885522013-09-05T13:22:00.001-07:002013-09-05T13:22:48.782-07:00No Philosophy, Part 5<br />
As I write this, Americans are in the middle of a debate on whether or not the central government should drop bombs on a civilization that is thousands of miles away so that fractions of the terrorist group that it claims to have been fighting for the last twelve years can gain control of the aforementioned civilization’s government. Got that?<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>When this is the debate in a supposed advanced culture, something has gone awry. When this scenario played out just ten years ago in Iraq, and the outcome was the destruction of a people and we have learned nothing from that, something has gone amiss. When murdering people is proposed as a path to peace, you know that the world you live in has been depleted of good philosophy.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>This cry for war is not about protecting people, it is fully about strategy for attacking Iran and closing in on Russia and China. It is about paychecks being passed from the weapons industry to the elitists in government. It is about creating new mythology. It is about upholding control and writing news laws in which to control with. It is about getting minds off of the awful economy, and into a state of fear and nationalism. It is about World War III, whether you want to think that or not.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>I don’t think I will ever talk a single person into understanding the philosophy of liberty. I will never argue anybody into taking the path of the individual and leaving collectivism behind. Maybe I can introduce an idea or two here and there, but liberty is just too personal a path. You have to not only accept and understand ugly truths about the world, but you have to accept them about yourself and your past. That’s the real hurdle. Letting go of and changing ideas that have been secure in your own mind for so long is a sometimes drudging experience and will last a lifetime. It’s a battle that has you at odds constantly with what you have been told since you were young. There are of course small fights that are easy to win, which for myself was understanding the abusive public school structure, and then there are tougher fights. The biggest battle for me was wrapping my head around how a free world will work without the coercive, monopolistic system of government shaping it. Most times though, this is only due to a basic lack of imagination. There are so many solutions to every problem, not just the one we are lad to believe in. Imagine the world being able to open up to those options once the central government is dissolved. Progress is not as difficult as we think, you just have to get the one thing that forces us into the past out of the way.<br />
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Are all of these ideas utopian? Sure, but even just the ideas that come with liberty, freedom, and peace are better than the reality of being a slave.<br />
John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-21278240045926378312013-08-29T12:49:00.000-07:002013-08-29T12:49:24.253-07:00No Philosophy, Part 4<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>What happens in 2106? What happens after we are tormented through the most expensive advertising campaign in history? What happens when we have another Clinton or Bush sitting on the throne? What happens when another generation puts all their hopes and needs into one man or woman, yet again, and the democratic system completely fails yet again?<br />
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“There is a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can’t take part; you can’t even passively take part, and you’ve got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you’ve got to make it stop. And you’ve got to indicate to the people who run it, to the people who own it, that unless you’re free, the machine will be prevented from working at all!” - Mario Savio<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>I love this quote. I’ve heard this quote so many times in my life and every single time I do it retains deep meaning, but it is the meaning of a different time. 1964 was almost fifty years ago and life has greatly changed. We can no longer throw ourselves on the gears and wheels because we are the machinery that runs the damn thing. We are the automatons that march into booths and vote for the teams we’ve been programmed to root for. Speaking from my own experience, most times we don’t put much weight behind our own team’s belief system, they are just part of the package, and they make sense as long as you stay within that world. Finding our own truth suffers. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>America has become a country of two ways that are really only one because they both expand the monster we call government with only insignificant details being different. While that monster grows and grows we get more and more lost in the fray until our own individual autonomy is torn completely away. Progress is not boxing yourself into a system without choices. Progress is not government monopoly. Progress is not democracy. Democracy is just another system of collectivism and control that lets a small majority get away with taking liberty from a minority. It is authoritarian. It is the mob. It should be done away with.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>In 2008 I voted for Barack Obama, a man whom like all politicians, I knew little to nothing about. We don’t know these people, but we get wrapped up in their policies, and their speeches, and their plans. We like them because they present themselves as part of the do-something crowd and not the do-nothings. They stand before cheering fans, who wave flags of worship in all their unquestioning, screaming, orgasmic glory. And we want to be part of that, the promise of the bright future to be brought about by a great man. Like me, I suspect that these people have no philosophy and their opinions and ideas have been marketed to them. But underneath, I know there is something festering, something waiting to break. Their individualism is just beneath the surface waiting to escape the forever hammering down bludgeon of the state.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>I don’t know Obama. I don’t know McCain. I don’t know Clinton, Romney, Bush, or any of the others, and certainly these names will be meaningless to me in another decade or so unless one of their brethren decides to get elected as their right to the royal chair in the oval office no matter how worthless a human being they are. Even though the awful policies of the aforementioned politicians will still effect the future, the statist stooges in the media will forever try to maintain the image of their captains, and only blame those who currently hold power (or the market) even if they have only been there for a few months. Point in case, when Obamacare really takes hold, you can be assured the free market will take the blame once all the awful policies make our lives worse off, and then the new president will just have to do something. Often times, the something they do is not what they promised and against their supposed political ideology, but it’s okay because they didn’t do nothing. That is the gist of life in America. That’s how we got Obamacare in the first place.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>I have no problem admitting that I had a corrupted mind. I believed that these men we elect president were more than just words. I had no understanding of what this gangster organization we call government was. I’d almost be thankful for the election of Barack Obama as it taught me a most important lesson, but I can’t be thankful because of all the suffering and death that are the result of electing yet another president. These fools stand on their stage and give the world a circus while awful decisions are made behind closed doors, and all of us who choose to be on teams protect this imagery from breaking down and showing truth. We never want that curtain to open behind our man on the stage because it will only show a body count. We lie to ourselves. We lie to our family and friends. We lie because they lie and all their people lie, and the deceit becomes so thick that we can’t pull ourselves out, it just pulls us under so deep that the struggle to be free almost isn’t worth it. It hurts. The allegiance to our abusive idolatry cannot be broken.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>When I finally realized that the crimes of the Bush administration were still happening, my protective instincts of the man I voted into power finally began to wane. When I saw that all the agitation against corporatism and the wars was numbed by a people who thought that their votes had changed life in America, I finally began to understand that the president is only a mouthpiece for something deeper and uglier. His words and image are only there to protect empire. He exists for the audience to believe the opposite of reality is actually happening. Truth is treason. War is peace. Tyranny is freedom. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>While I again began to put my faith into one individual, I felt it was different this time. This person had a philosophy with the voting record in Congress to prove it. He had ideas way outside of the mainstream and wasn’t afraid to say them, even in the face of total opposition. He spoke a word that I never previously understood and only saw as a political tool. When Ron Paul spoke of liberty, he meant it in it’s most true form. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Though I changed my Independent status as a voter and became a Republican for a 6 month time period in order to attend all of the Nevada Republican conventions to get Ron Paul the nomination, it was at this same time my ideas and understanding of life were becoming more and more firmly rooted in anarchy. Quite the paradox. Even as I was cheering during the last convention at the fact that we had elected almost all Ron Paul delegates to go to the Republican National Convention, I wasn’t even sure anymore if I’d be voting for a president. Of course that decision was made pretty easy for me in the end when Paul didn’t receive the nomination. Even though there was a ton of RNC corruption involved, he still never had the numbers. I sometimes wonder whether I would have voted for a Ron Paul president if it were possible. I hope not, if only because that decision would have brought me back into the statist game. I am endlessly thankful though, because the path to liberty is the eventual path to anarchy, and this Texas politician was a huge influence.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>All that doesn’t matter anymore though. I’ve separated myself from that world of democracy. I have no connection with any pre-packaged ideology, politician, or political system of control. I don’t know what the answers are. I take every issue one at a time, and sometimes my thinking on them goes in a direction that may be considered left, or may be considered right, but all-in-all I look for the most free answers that don’t bring aggression into the mix. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>I have no interest in being one of the wheels or gears of the state. In regards to the machine, I have stopped myself and chosen to opt out in any way possible. It has to end somewhere. It may be a slow process, but one at a time, we’ve got to stop paying attention to them and start living with autonomy. The absolute best way forward, the absolute best way to shut it down, the absolute best way to dissolve the central government is to simply stop.<br />
John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-35093302884404376732013-07-25T11:10:00.001-07:002013-07-25T11:10:28.906-07:00The good thing...The good thing about having a blog that doesn't really get read is that you don't have to worry about not updating. The No Philosophy series will continue in a few weeks with parts 4 & 5. Until then....silence.John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-682665075127560222013-07-18T12:22:00.000-07:002013-07-18T12:22:35.623-07:00No Philosophy, Part 3<br />
Did you get what you wanted? If you did, is it okay that a not much smaller segment didn’t? Is it okay that many smaller fragments didn’t get what they wanted either? How about that a large segment opted out entirely, and that with or without with these minorities, there was a majority opposition to the group that got what they wanted. Is that okay? What exactly is it that you did get when the previous four years of it weren’t actually what you wanted? From where I’m standing it doesn’t look all that different, but a lot of people have convinced themselves that it is. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>During the first presidential election in which I had the chance to vote, I had the good sense not to vote for Bush or Gore, but then that just means I supported the campaign for a different person to rule over me, Ralph Nader. My memory is vague as to why I voted for Nader, maybe during the little attention I paid I heard a blurb or two from him that I liked, but overall I know it had something to do with him not being in the debates and I thought that was wrong. I believe that I had heard if he got enough votes, third parties would be allowed to debate. Of course this was all at a time before I knew that Republicans and Democrats owned the debates and made all the rules. This was also a time where I hardly understood what the differences between the two parties were (coming full-circle now, I actually see no difference). I remember friends at the time trying to convince me that I was a Democrat and that if I voted for Nader, it was really a vote for Bush. I’m sure you’ve heard that scam put out there many times in your life, that if you vote outside of one main party, it’s a vote for the other. That is total propagandist framing of reality. I’m sure a think tank came up with that one during the early nineties when Ross Perot scared the shit out of the establishment. If you vote for someone in a third party, that is exactly who your vote is going to. That’s all there is to it because when a Bush or a Romney or a Gore or Obama wins, the differences are in presentation only. When an Obama sounds like a more peaceful and just man, it’s only because he’s a better liar than an outright violent monster like Dick Cheney. They are one and the same, and more importantly, so is the government they are the figureheads over. It doesn’t change, and of course there is no proof that much else would change if one of these third party characters got elected.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Back to the story of my first vote where my friends were trying to convince me I was a Democrat, the only thing I knew about Gore was that his wife pushed for music censorship in the eighties. Why would any young person from my era involve themselves with that kind of racket? So I voted for Ralph Nader during the first election in which the almighty federal government granted me the right to choose my new ruler. Bush was then elected, and like most people, for a few months I forgot that the president existed. If you aren’t a news junky, who wouldn’t forget? When you replace a left-wing authoritarian government with a right-wing authoritarian government, you still have authoritarian government. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>But then the World Trade Center fell, and like just about everyone who didn’t pay attention to the world and how America was involved in it, I was completely shocked, and then quite conveniently fell into a nationalistic stupor. Yes, I had a flag on my car for a long time after. This silly symbol of the state that I smartly ignored in high school during the Pledge of Allegiance(the name is even offensive) was with me at all times. I didn’t understand why it happened or what “we” Americans had done wrong. I didn’t know what Al-Qaeda was and being from Monroe, Connecticut, I hardly knew what a Muslim was. I was too young and naive to understand that “we” had not done anything, and this attack was not against “us”. It was all about the central government. It was a criminal act of aggression against them. It was blowback for things that they had done. Individuals were paying the price with their lives for the violent acts of the collective. I bought the Afghanistan police action that came afterward, but thankfully that’s where it ended for me.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>So it was 9/11 when I started paying attention to the world around me. A definite change was coming over my life. The world wasn’t just my friends or my home. It wasn’t just partying or working for a paycheck. There was a lot of other stuff out there, I wasn’t always sure what, but this terrorist act happened right next door to me, slapped me hard in the face, and told me to wake the fuck up. It wasn’t just on TV like the Gulf War or the L.A. Riots for example. New York was a place I spent countless weekends with my friends. It was where I took my first film class. In many ways, it was a place that I became an adult. I started taking the train there by myself at sixteen and it was an exhilarating feeling of independence. New York City was where I wanted to live. I’m not even sure I realized it at the time, but after 9/11, I organized my life a bit, moved out west the next year, and didn’t actually return to that city for years after. Sometimes when I read now about the city New York has turned into, with their militaristic police and statist laws, I really do feel like the world lost more than just two buildings that day, the world lost a great city.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Through this act of violence, I started paying attention to the everything around me, enough that I sometimes wonder who I would be without that horrific event happening. Change comes in strange ways. I started watching State of the Union addresses, the news, listening to talk radio, and I used the internet for more than just online chat and reading about movies. I started to realize that the government actually does something, nothing good, but something, and back then I felt doing something is always better than doing nothing. After the federal government got involved in another police action, this time with Iraq, I knew that I now had to do something myself because this Bush character had to go.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>So what did I do? What was my big move? In the next election I voted for the Democratic candidate, John Kerry. Why? Because his name wasn’t George Bush and he had more of a chance than one of those third party candidates. Why, if he was elected, he would have ended those wars and thrown out the Patriot Act. We wouldn’t be living under the surveillance state that we do now. Police wouldn’t be militarized! We would have a stable economy! The world would be so different!<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>I’m not sure what got me, but the presentation of Barack Obama was a winning one. I was still under the impression that we only needed a Democrat in the White House for a huge change. He was young black man who played basketball to Bush’s old white guy who played golf. His name was Muslim to Bush’s Christian. He also spoke with clarity and seemed to have foresight compared to Bush’s marble-mouthed idiocy. For a person who had forgotten what politician’s were and ached for some difference in the imperialist ventures of America throughout the world, it was good enough for me. Of course, Barack Obama was bullshit from top to bottom. And as I would soon learn, though not soon enough, the presidency was as well.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>In high school I used to get into trouble for not stopping in the hallway to say the Pledge of Allegiance. For years before this, I only pretended to say it, either just moving my mouth or mumbling through the jumble of meaningless words that I had been told to repeat every day of schooling since I was in Kindergarten. I wish I could tell you what I didn’t like about it when I was younger, but I can only say that I had an aversion to it. As I got older, it was the “under God” part that really stuck out. How could I be forced to say this if it didn’t mean anything to me? At the time I was baffled by this because I thought religion was supposed to be kept out of school. Of course as I got older and i moved on from not only religion, but the state, I saw the real problems with this trite piece of nationalism written by a socialist to help sell flags back in the late 1800’s.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>A free people should not have to pledge allegiance to any symbol or centralized authority. We aren’t even regarded in most schooling situations as a republic anymore, but a democracy. If you don’t acknowledge a god you certainly can’t be under one. This country was founded on division and should have stayed that way. Finally, there’s nothing to really say about liberty or justice as they are just words, often spoken, but without any scratch of meaning in this country. Not long ago I was at the Republican State Convention in Nevada (I’ll get to that scary piece of info in Part 4) and everyone in the room rose to say the Pledge. It’s disturbing enough to see children reciting this because it’s not their fault. They don’t know what they are saying and they are just following the rules for which they will be punished if they don’t comply. But to see a room full of adults repeating this at an age when critical thinking should be strongest was disturbing to no end. But this is how it is in a world where reality is a burden, and the comfort of words and symbols are all we need to reassure ourselves that we are right.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>I wish I could tell you that my first rejection of authority was during my years of compulsory public schooling, but it really wasn’t. While it’s true that my friends and I avoided being a part of that system as much as possible, at the time we probably couldn’t tell you why, and we were there attending every day right through graduation. When I look back, I realize just how unbalanced my life was in a supposedly balanced system. I was mentally detached from the experience. I knew I didn’t want to be there. I did not enjoy the forced association with people I did not enjoy being around. I did not enjoy taking classes with teachers that I knew were not good people(which of course led to just dropping out of sight in those classes). Lastly, I didn’t enjoy taking classes that I simply did not enjoy. All of this leads to a very unhappy person, mostly because you aren’t allowed to articulate these feelings within society as it exists right now. No matter what one could say, if you expressed the sort of feelings I had about existence back then, I’d be wrong because it wasn’t what everyone else was doing. There were no resources available for me to even understand what I was feeling. The only option open was basic teenage rebellion. Grow your hair long. Dress different. Skip class. Smoke cigarettes. Record music. Hang out with your friends as much as possible and ignore the whole damn thing. Be angry. If there were grades for being a dropout without actually having to dropout, I would have had an A.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Writing about my schooling experience it’s easy to see why I was so misdirected throughout my younger years. It’s easy to see why so many young people end up so miserable. It’s easy to see why so many overdo it with drugs and alcohol. A twelve year prison sentence is no way to begin your life, especially an incarceration that is not so obvious.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Imagine having your world completely open at the age of ten, having the ability to make decisions of where you want your life to go, what you want to learn, whether you want to make money or not. But there is a monopoly on youth. It’s schooling or it is wrong. The freedom you feel from leaving this system at that late age of eighteen is indescribable, mostly because it is confusing. Most of us go through our entire lives not knowing that we’ve been locked up. Though not enough of us come out of the haze of compulsory schooling, when you do, it hurts. You realize that in a world without the authoritarian state that forces you to attend their schools, you could have been achieving so much more, way earlier on.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>It’s sad that in a country that heralds democracy, which is authoritarian no matter how you frame it, children are given absolutely no real choice. They have absolutely no voice. Decisions are made for them, even at ages when they should be making them on their own. Children are pushed to be dependent, putting their individualism at stake. They are placed in an unrealistic world where everyone is the same age and there is a group of authority figures, completely unearned, that have control over their actions. School is totalitarianism. It is indoctrination. It doesn’t need to just be reformed, it needs to go away completely so that education can take over. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>While I was unwittingly detaching my self from public schooling, there was another fabrication of authority that I was attending sort of voluntarily, the Catholic church. I suppose this is more difficult to talk about because it is so personal to so many that I love, but then I have a hard time being less than honest. While religion is partly voluntary, nobody really chooses to be involved, we are all taken along for the ride starting at a very young age, and as you get older and older, you really know nothing else. Religion, like schooling, is indoctrination, and gods, much like presidents and senators, are the made-up authorities in unearned positions that you must listen to and never question. Through all the hours of religious school, Sunday school, and mass, there is never a point where questioning this indoctrination is open to you, and often if you do, you are scorned. There is nothing free about a system built on fear and with such a closed dialogue. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>It’s a lonely thing to be a young person with your own ideas about the world and how it works, but to only be presented with one reality. It’s the feeling of being trapped behind bars with the key only so far beyond the cage. Nobody is there to give it to you. You’ve got to figure out how to get it yourself. There is most likely nobody to guide you. And for me, without a tool like the internet, in most respects it took way too long.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>I’m not quite sure if I can pinpoint my decision to stop going to church, but I know that it was some time around my confirmation, a ceremony I performed for my parents, but which I knew was the last major religious ceremony of youth and much like graduating high school, I could be free after it was over. An anecdote that sticks out in my mind, and I usually consider stories that stick from youth to be transformative moments, is from a complaint my parents received about me by one of my CCD (Confraternity of Christian Doctrine) teachers. Apparently one day in class I was acting out, being a nuisance, or what I would think of as cutting through the bullshit (urges I still get to this day, but can obviously control a lot better, maybe). This particular teacher told my parents that I “crucified” him. To this day that is one of the most exploitive things I have ever heard, and I believe my parents thought so as well. How deep could this individual’s convictions be if he would compare the jokes of a child to the entity he worshipped being nailed to a cross. He was using the story that informs his entire belief system to receive sympathy for his paltry situation. Now you may consider this a small event, but it was huge and eye-opening moment for me to how religion is actually used, as a system of justification and a crutch for ones amorality. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>In the previously mentioned crucifixion, religion was used as a sympathy card for an adult who had no idea how to talk to children, but yet was placed in a position of authority over them. But this is minor when compared to how it is used within the world. So lets get a scenario going and explore this through actions of the state.<br />
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George Bush, the much loved ruler for eight violent years over the American empire, is well-known for being a Christian, but he’s also well-known for holding responsibility over the deaths of hundreds of thousands of Muslims in Iraq, not to mention American soldiers and all sorts of foreign contractors. Now we know that Jesus loves everyone, so I have to suppose this includes Iraqi Muslims even though they worship a different god. So who goes to hell in this situation? Bush, who has probably been forgiven for his sins by a priest, most likely gets a special ticket to heaven even with all the blood that is on his hands. Now I’m only guessing, but because Muslims don’t worship the Christian God they would get sent to hell upon their innocent lives being taken from them by a ticket-to-heaven-having-monster like Bush. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Lets go over that one more time to be clear, George Bush goes to heaven after starting a war and murdering hundreds of thousands and asking for forgiveness, while the hundreds of thousands go to hell for being murdered by a Christian, but not being one. No thanks. If that is Christian morals and ethics, if that is religious logic, I’ll take my own road and free myself from this contradictory conditioning. Forget separation of church and state, I’ve got to separate from the church and the state.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Sure, religion is voluntary, but most of us are indoctrinated before we can make the choice to live life within reality or underneath the weight of yet another authoritarian system. It is always interesting to me to see so many people ready to opt out of the state, but not religion, and so many others ready to opt out of religion, but not the state. They are one and the same, but we only seem to be able to exit one door. You may free yourself and feel the sunshine for a day, but it won’t be long before the sun sets below the horizon and your world is covered in darkness. There is always another door to exit, and then shut behind you forever. <br />
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At some point within the last decade, you’ve no doubt found yourself within a crowd of people shouting “USA! USA! USA!” At times this chant would spark at random, at others it was directed towards an individual or group of individuals as a tool of opposition. There’s a possibility that you may have been a part of the chanters, and maybe you aren’t even quite sure why. Whatever it was about, the sea of angry faces shouting at the black wall always filled me with a dark anxiety. The atmosphere would change and you knew that something awful could happen at any moment. There was a feeling of hopelessness within that cry of American philosophy. There was no escape, the people surrounded you, barfing out three meaningless letters with the type of abandon you never wish to see. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The first time this happened I knew it was something bad, but I couldn’t quite figure out why. There was a force behind that rage and it was built from the rubble of 9/11, but as time went on and we could actually watch ourselves in real time go further and further from any kind of free country, the cry became a lampoon of itself. It became a mockery that tried to compare the America that is to an America that probably never was. It was an obnoxious refusal to see life as it actually is. The ubiquitous we only went on, never forgetting, never trying to understand, and never learning. There was no reflection. There was no trying to get better.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>It has been more than a decade now since that ugly day and the philosophy has not changed, it’s surpassed the joke and is coming back to its dark place in history simply because it will not go away. The true believers have only grown more fervent with their screams of jubilee. They look unto the world with stars in their eyes, never able to see beyond their violent messiah’s who block the way with the blank canvas called progress held high before them. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>There is strength in mythology and that is the foundation of America. There is no learning from the past if it’s a constant lie. There is no action in the present from a public bewildered by fireworks. There is no hope for the future without an understanding of liberty. The following blogs are my personal story on how I found it. <br />
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Curiosity Killed the Kitten</div>
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>It took a lot longer than it should have for me to understand who I am. While there are still conclusions to be made, the general idea is there, and it’s loud and clear: I am an anarchist. Why did it take until my thirties for me to get to here? How could it have been such a long road to the natural ideals of freedom and liberty? There seemed to be no clear path before me when I was younger, even if I was virtually on the cusp for the entirety of my teens and twenties. The need for truth is just below the surface for all of us, but how do we reach that when we are disposed of into a system of schooling for countless hours during our most curious period. That curiosity is schooled out of us all and what we have left at the end of the day is the appeal to authority. That appeal leaves us only with the truth as they have told us. Our minds are only what they have been molded to be. Our uniqueness and individuality is not part of that process. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>There is a serious, sometimes painful process involved in detaching your mind from the status quo. It has been recognized as unschooling, sort of a rewiring in search of truth as it is, not as it is presented. For all too long I was going the route of the statist, believing that the answers to the world’s problems came down to voting men and women into positions of management and lawmaking. I thought that a select few elites, known as congressmen, presidents, and judges that were put into in a ruling class known as government were the intellectual stalwarts that could shape morals through legislation. That is a very scary place to be. The belief that a government is everybody, you and I, and not just those who work within it to bend it to their own wants is something I now see as a serious lack of philosophy. To leave the fate of masses to the unsophisticated ideas of a few strangers, rather than the billions that make up the market is probably the biggest blunder in human history. The end result of this thing called government is disturbing. You don’t need to look any further than the violence of war and the millions of deaths that come with it. This is fascism. This is communism. This is democracy. This is government.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>When I was eighteen and registered to vote I realized the stupidity of the Republican/Democratic paradigm and found more value in being an Independent voter. But what does that really mean in a two-party system? It was just a title with no weight. In fact, independence itself holds no weight in America because it is an authoritarian collectivist system. I have eschewed state-defined independence as much as aligning myself with either of the two ruling classes(that really make up one). As I get older, my ideas feel as though they have become younger. The spirit of the individual is an invigorating one to embrace. Once you awaken from the created and managed world and find there is still something worth fighting for, you can almost feel the movement of the earth, because you know that somewhere inside each of us is that unique spirit waiting to erupt from the chains placed around our necks. There is a movement for liberty that is happening now. The younger this movement becomes, and the young are embracing it all the time, the greater chance we have at a future free from the cesspool of bad philosophy that is the state. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>For somebody in their teens or even twenties to have access to new ideas and champion them is no huge leap, but for those in their thirties and older this is not the case. We each have a past full of abuses that have gone unrecognized in which we have to face. Where I began is not necessarily where you will begin. Liberty is a personal journey, though individualism and freedom may be the ultimate goal, that means something different for everyone. One thing is for sure, changing the nature and meaning of authority is the common theme. Authority is not a person in a costume holding a gun to your head. Authority is not a person who holds an unearned position in society, wears teams colors, and consistently does the opposite of what they say. Authority is not a group of people who try to shape and manage society with a set of words written on a piece of paper. <br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Ultimately, you know what is best for you. That is the goal. Living life as an individual. Being your own authority over your own property. Owning yourself. <br />
John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-21907094987337887532013-06-23T18:35:00.000-07:002013-06-23T18:35:10.765-07:00The terrible truth.When you support the destruction of another's civilization, it only results in the destruction of your own.<br />
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<a href="http://gawker.com/i-am-sorry-that-it-has-come-to-this-a-soldiers-last-534538357?utm_campaign=socialflow_gawker_twitter&utm_source=gawker_twitter&utm_medium=socialflow">You reap what you sow.</a> Stop supporting the federal government's tyranny overseas.John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-57876822521804818302013-05-08T15:43:00.002-07:002013-05-08T15:43:44.013-07:00Swept Under the RugEndless taxation for an endless debt.<br />
Conscription.<br />
Slavery.<br />
Native American genocide.<br />
Foreign police actions.<br />
Corporatist healthcare.<br />
Millions of Muslims killed, injured, & made into refugees within the last twenty years.<br />
Prohibition.<br />
The drug war.<br />
TSA.<br />
CIA.<br />
FBI.<br />
Gitmo.<br />
Protectionism.<br />
Price Controls.<br />
The head gang having the monopoly on "education" and schooling your children to love them.<br />
STD experiments in third world countries.<br />
Support of dictators.<br />
Supporting Islamic extremists - fighting Islamic extremists - supporting Islamic extremists - etc.<br />
Seizing power in Iran and handing it over to a maniac.<br />
Prosecution of whistleblowers who protect what they swore to protect.<br />
Wiretapping.<br />
Assassination.<br />
Drone strikes.<br />
Police State at home.<br />
New York police stopping and frisking whomever they want.<br />
Inflation.<br />
Making gold illegal.<br />
Japanese concentration camps.<br />
Torture.<br />
Stealing Hawaii.<br />
Endless laws.<br />
WMD.<br />
The Iraq war.<br />
The perpetuation of myths.<br />
Preemptive strikes.<br />
Licensing.<br />
Segregation.<br />
Regulation.<br />
Endless bases around the world.<br />
Provocation of war with North Korea & Iran amongst other places.<br />
The shutting down of Boston to find one 19 year old kid. <br />
Gun laws.<br />
Gay marriage.<br />
Two party ruling class that makes laws to keep it between two parties.<br />
The bailouts.<br />
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Tyranny isn't around the corner, it's in your fucking face.<br />
<br />John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-12944850019851780112013-04-30T13:15:00.001-07:002013-04-30T13:18:32.845-07:00The Black Wall - Project Synopsis<br />
I'm seeking out an artist for a new webcomic I'm finishing the script up on. If you're interested, please contact me.<br />
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THE BLACK WALL<br />
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STORY: Twenty years have passed since the World Trade Center was attacked on 9/11 and America has become a much changed place. Hank Mitchum has spent his years outside of the military wandering from state to state, job to job, until his mother’s death brings him back to Reno, NV where he grew up. It is here that his eyes open to the reality of a changing society far removed from the pre-terror world where the presence of the state was felt much less. <br />
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Hank becomes intertwined with this safeguarded world when his old military friend Mark Stern offers him a job within the security-industrial complex. The chance at easy money from an easy job has Hank saying yes no matter what his qualms are. At the same time Hank meets a young prostitute that he saves from the brutality of a Federal Security Guard, but quickly loses to the alienated, violent world that has come into being in the waning years of empire. <br />
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Though Hank has suspicions of the business his friend Mark is in being of questionable nature, he must decide between exposing conspiracy and showing Sara the way to personal freedom.<br />
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The anxiety of Hank’s struggle is set against an America growing more chaotic by the day: A group of Senators make an attempt to unravel the police state. Labor unions start a nationwide garbage strike when demands aren’t met. Inflation is hitting food and gas prices. Washington is digging it’s claws deep into Africa, provoking a new ground war as part of the war on terror.<br />
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The Black Wall is a story about the fatal decisions made in a world left to the philosopher kings and soldiers of fortune. <br />
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PHILOSOPHY: This is not a story that lies within the confines of mainstream ideology, and it is certainly no friend to the authoritarian state as it exists right now. I don’t believe this story has a right or left direction as it focuses in on the corporatist state, the police state, and the surveillance state, and how personal freedom and civil rights work within a world that accepts these dangerous conditions as normal. While my personal ideology falls somewhere within the anarcho-libertarian world view, I can’t see a liberal who understands the importance of civil liberties having problems with the presentation of the story. I only mention philosophy because I don’t believe a partnership on this project could survive without being up front about it. Any artist that signs on will probably have to be on board with the ideas presented or at least open to new ideas. <br />
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ARTIST: I’m looking for somebody who is as serious about their art as I am about writing. I’m not looking for a beginner or a pro, but somebody who is where I am, ready to make things happen with a strong project. I’ll be up front, I can’t pay a lot per page, but I definitely don’t expect anybody to do this for free. I’ve personally had it very good for a long time with my other projects, but that dynamic isn’t the norm. I don’t take skill or time lightly. As a writer I understand the thousands of hours you have put into your work and I will put forth the best price I can. <br />
Any earnings will be a 50/50 split after what has been paid up front has been earned. <br />
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ART STYLE: I may envision the finished look of this comic one way, but you may read the script and see something else entirely. This is actually the most exciting part for me personally. Here’s how I see the comic: Black and White, heavily influenced by noir style comics, with the gritty look of films of the 1970’s. After reading the script, you may try to convince me that this should be sparsely colored or full-colored and that we need a colorist. It may be the case that my idea of how this should look is very unoriginal and you have something much stronger to offer. I want to hear it! I can’t wait to hear it. <br />
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Now the look of the world is very important and I don’t think there is much compromise here. It is the near future, but America has never gotten out of its economic depression. It’s a future of two worlds. One where we are getting used to the facts of stagnating prosperity, but also where we still spend and vacation and try to live the dream of the consumer. It’s a world of Disneyland and depravity, the past and the future, smartphones, drones, pimps, and pushers. While most of the story takes place in poorer areas, we will see the slick future that we are always presented with in movies, but in far out of reach places for the average person.<br />
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MY WRITING STYLE: The style I’ve developed over the years is pretty straight-forward. I don’t think there is an industry standard for comic writing, and if there is, I’m not sure where I fall. I used to write comics in a very episodic fashion, but I have completely dropped that with The Black Wall. This story is structured through acts and scenes of varying lengths. I don’t write them in print comic length. I don’t believe a story appearing on the internet should be that confined or structured. I am very detail-oriented and describe the character’s mindset and atmosphere of the locations at the head of each scene. The pages of the scene are broken down panel by panel with description of the action and feeling that should be presented within the panel. I also like to use a lot of symbolism within the visuals. <br />
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I don’t want to come across as a control freak. I’m very much into the artistic partnership aspect of comic books. I also understand that you are trying to interpret written words into a visual medium in a very limited space. Things will obviously change from script to fully drawn page. I try to conform one scripted page as much as possible to working on one piece of paper. I may get overzealous sometimes and you’ll need to control that. <br />
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PERSONAL EXPERIENCE: I don’t have professional experience, but I have been seriously working on my own writing for the last ten years. It is how most of my free time is spent, and I personally love spending it that way. It is sometimes obsessively spent that way and I have to force myself to step back from it. I have written screenplays, short stories, comics, and blogs. Right now I have three comics online. Two old, Coffee Time & Across the Way, and one current, Tales of Hammerfist. <br />
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I consider the two older comics a huge education for me. It’s where I really learned to do this and since I placed the dialogue bubbles onto the page myself it is where I really learned that overwriting can ruin a page. I also learned a great deal about pacing. I used to feel that an online comic had to be more episodic, but crafted correctly I now know that they can work like any other story. Momentum in the online comic world is important. <br />
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The most important lesson I learned is to have a finished script. Both comics had a general direction but were largely improvised. My current project, Hammerfist, is completely mapped out and the script is about half-written. The Black Wall is 95% finished, with the remaining 5% being tweaks to details as of the writing of this synopsis. I’ve learned the importance of the artist knowing the extent of the commitment, and this project will be a multi-year one. As of right now, the comic is 264 pages long. During the month of May I will working over the final draft, so I imagine that is a good estimate of how long it will be. <br />
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OTHER DETAILS: If you have made it this far, you might have a real interest. So lets get into some other details of The Black Wall. I would like to see two pages appearing online per week, but understand if you can only do one, or prefer to start at one to get used to the schedule. I think two would be ideal though. <br />
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With the completion of each Act I would like to see a release in print form (unless of course they are shorter acts), with a full book being released once the whole thing is online. The plan is to also have an e-book, and I would like to figure something out for mobile devices where you can flip through one panel at a time. This isn’t a hobby. Profits are important.<br />
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I only expect art for the comic, but any help creating art for the books, website, internet advertising, flyers and such would be helpful. I’m pretty decent with Photoshop, so it isn’t expected.<br />
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This comic will fall under the Coffee Time Comics banner. <br />
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If anything feels off-base within this synopsis, please let me know. I don’t mind criticism and find feedback helpful. Thank you for taking interest in this project.<br />
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You can contact me <a href="http://scr.im/2rhl">by using scrim</a> or though this blog.<br />
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Thank you.<br />
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John kratky<br />
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P.S. You can view my current comic <a href="http://www.talesofhammerfist.com/">Tales of Hammerfist</a>.<br />
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<br />John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-15427598303279791422013-04-22T01:11:00.001-07:002013-04-22T01:11:38.100-07:00Why hasn't government centralized time to create more hours in the day?Crap! I'm not happy that I haven't posted lately. I've been slowly working on a new piece that will end up being posted in three sections. Hopefully i will have some of that online soon. All my focus has been on a new comic I'm working on. I almost have it to where I want it, so maybe in the next few months I'll be back to writing a new essay at least twice a month, but even then I'll be finishing the script for my current comic and I hold that work above everything. <br />
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Anyway, I'm not sure who out there is reading this, but I wanted to place an update here. I love exploring my thoughts on the world through this blog because it only makes my philosophy that much more solid. <br />
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If you're interested in comics at all, you can check out my current work called <a href="http://www.talesofhammerfist.com/">Tales of Hammerfist</a>.<br />
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Thanks.<br />
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-JohnJohn Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-8558449013778353512013-03-28T11:57:00.001-07:002013-07-14T16:00:58.024-07:00Subtract<span aria-live="polite" class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" data-ft="{"type":45}" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; outline: none; text-align: left; width: auto;" tabindex="0"><span class="hasCaption">I felt the need to create an image that would be in solidarity with those that supports consenting adults creating contracts between each other without it being about "equality". I don't really believe that you can begin to think about an abstraction like equality until you subtract the state from the picture. I stand with everyone who is taking this on, I just think you're doing it wrong.</span></span><br />
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John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-58839403552787442362013-02-27T11:59:00.000-08:002013-04-10T12:27:11.675-07:00"We" the People<!--StartFragment-->
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From the latest president, all the
way back to the Constitution, the ubiquitous “we” is felt within the language
of government, but what is the meaning of this word?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is all encompassing in both uses, meaning all that reside
within the plot of land known as the United States of America, but it is more
far reaching in its modern use.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Where the founding collective of the USA was, ideally, more concerned
with “we” as individuals and with “we” being born with certain rights (unless
of course you were black, a woman, or a child), the current “we” is a
one-size-fits-all democracy where a program that may be good for my neighbor
had better be good for me, because I really don’t have a choice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And that is the problem with the modern
conception of ‘we”, where in reality I have choices and you have a choices born
out of our own free will to decide for ourselves, lumped together as “we”,
choice becomes rather dwindling.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>It’s
not “us” who lumps one another into the backwards simplicity of programs that
treat the individuals of this land mass as though “we” were basically the same
people living basically the same lives, it’s “them.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And there is a definite collective of<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“them” who rate “us” as second-class
citizens that can have our individual lives molded into one.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When a person goes to the grocery
store, they know whether they want an apple or an orange, but the choice in
today’s market extends far beyond that and one can choose a kiwi, a pineapple,
a banana, a grapefruit, and so on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>If our food can be marketed toward the individual, then why would this
choice not exist with everything?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Why are the complicated systems and differences of “we” the individuals
instead lumped together as a single, simple unit with no defining character?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>“We”
as one mass of people don’t seem like a force for good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This collective of America has failed
in that it only seeks power and control over masses of people.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There could be no other way for
government.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The empowered
individual would have no use for the crimes of the collective in his or her
life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Can a collective that claims
to support freedom take over other collectives and occupy their land?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The collective “we” uses words such as
justice, yet hand out money to the richest and support those that don’t wish to
support themselves.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The collective
of America steals the labor of working adults, throws their neighbors into
cages, and assures that the worst of the worst keep their grip on power and
money.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Doing the wrong thing gets
you a pat on the back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“They” will
tell you that “we” are exceptional, but that mythology is only floated to keep
“them” above the law.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It keeps
“them” knocking down doors, burning people alive, and dropping bombs on
innocents.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Categorizing a mass of
350 million people as one, as “we”, keeps their power centralized and keeps
“us” asking permission for freedom.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>“We”
as individuals bring about a very different story.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How do you interact everyday with the people around
you?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When you buy groceries, you
pull the money out of your wallet and place it in the hands of the person who
has been assigned to collect it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>What you don’t do is place a gun to their temple and threaten to murder
them unless they give you the food for free.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You don’t threaten to lock them in a cage for twenty years
because they didn’t hand over a certain percentage of the store’s goods for
nothing simply because you say so.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>This is the voluntary world of the individual, where the majority are
good people that don’t use aggression to get their way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Compromise, not force, is used to place
food on your dinner table.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
majority of individual’s wants nothing but the best for everyone, but can only
know how to get the best for themselves.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Working for you is usually categorized as selfishness, but the
individual can only know his or her self, and therefore can only know their
needs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That doesn’t mean their
needs don’t involve helping others, but that charity or business can only be
legitimate when it’s voluntary.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In
the ‘we” as a collective, a person can only be helped by others being harmed,
but when “we” are individuals and “we” choose to open our hands then “we” are
deciding to help two individuals:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>the one you extend your free open hand to, and yourself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There is a moral benefit for the
individual when helping somebody who needs it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There is absolutely no moral benefit in your labor being
forced from you and given freely away by the decision of another.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>“We”
as a collective is a bedtime story.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It is a creation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is a
narrative.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The<o:p></o:p></div>
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“we” of the collective is owned and operated by the
politician.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“We” are seen as
cattle, herded left and right, with the only outcome of all our woes and all
that is fought for being a couple of politician’s names remembered or a couple
of fat paychecks being handed out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It is a lifetime of money being showered upon a person if they made the
correct, corrupt decisions for their career while in government.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The “we” of the politician is the “we”
of division.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The separation of
party or team is a separation not made of many ideas or even simple philosophy;
it is the separation of set packages made up of mandates and force.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is the “we” of one way or the
other.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The “we” of the politician
is one of segregation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is the
“we” of separate rights between blacks, gays, woman, etc., and never the rights
of the individual.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“We” are on
nation, united, unless of course we’re not.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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There is no law in the world of the
collective “we.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Constitutions are
just words on paper to throw around so that by the time they hit the ears of the
collective, they have lost all meaning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>There are no rules here, only rulers with special powers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The “we” is “them,” not “us.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The law is their protection because it
is there for them to manipulate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The real divide that exists is not between you and your neighbor; it is
between them and us, rulers and ruled.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They are not here to free you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They are not here to protect you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They are not here to save you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They are here to protect the narrative.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As long as they do, the bad ending that comes with every
story they create will mean absolutely nothing, because the narrative has
already been set in place.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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On the morning of the Sandy Hook
Elementary shootings I logged onto Facebook where I saw many friends from
Connecticut posting their condolences to the people of Newtown.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had no idea what happened and thought
maybe there was a terrible accident because of snow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I went to the Connecticut Post and saw that another
school shooting had occurred it felt all the more devastating because it was a
town that I grew up next to. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>I
haven’t stepped foot in Newtown in almost five years, and the last time I did I
was experiencing a tragedy of my own.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I’ve been regionally disconnected from the area for well over ten years
now, but still, my stomach sunk deeper than it had any other time one of these
miserable incidents took place.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It’s been a long time since Newtown last passed through my mind, and
thinking on it now I never realized the impact it had on my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My first job was in Newtown.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was at Stop and Shop.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I worked there for three years going
from carriage-pusher, to cashier, and eventually to working the night stock
after graduating high school.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
seemed everyone I worked with on that night crew was much older and had some
serious life issues.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That job was
a big push for me to pursue a life I wanted, not one I was stuck with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Newtown is where I bought most of my
comic books at a little store by the railroad tracks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was called Cave Comics and I can’t tell you how much I
loved visiting that place.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There
was something mystical built up in my mind about it; maybe the name, or the
location (not being in a city area or the mall), the creaky wood floors, the
owner’s dog loafing around, or maybe the wall-to-wall comics.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Yeah, it was probably the wall-to-wall
comics.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then there was Edmond Town
Hall, the place I saw more movies than anywhere.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was a second-run movie theater made out of an old town
hall (hence the name) that cost two bucks to get in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hear they tried to raise the price once and there was
outrage by the people of Newtown.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The first time I went to a theater by myself while my parents went out
to dinner was at Edmond Town Hall.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I remember going to see Critters 2.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s pretty awesome.</div>
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Work, comics, and movies.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If this little town didn’t help construct
who I am today, I don’t know what did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>And I never thought about that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I never thought about how many times I traveled the roads to get through
Newtown so that I could travel to places like New Milford or Danbury to see
friends, or live music at Tuxedo Junction, or drink the many beers of Hat
City.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Newtown, Connecticut is also
where my older sister eternally sleeps.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The last image I have in my mind of this town is leaving a cemetery in a
trail of cars and watching as a much-loved woman waited in her bed to become
part of the earth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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A tragedy made me think of these
things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It made me think of a
formative time in my life long gone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>And not so long after thinking these things, even with all these good
memories, I came to the conclusion that I don’t know these children that were
killed and my only connection to them was a region of the world and the fact
that we are human.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My regional
connection was closer than most, but even if I was from Georgia or maybe
Oregon, I would still claim a regional connection because we were all
Americans, and my empathy for the family and friends of those poor people would
still hold a place of deep meditation inside.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Newtown is a place within the
trees.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s one of those places in
Connecticut where it seems like you can only see the sky from an open parking
lot, that same sky that children all over the world look at.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Children of different races.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Children of different regions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Children with parents of different
political identities or religions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>But children and human beings nonetheless.</div>
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There are towns like Newtown where
children are murdered all the time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They have open skies all around, and in those skies are foreign crafts
that fly and spy and kill.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They
not only kill people that the American government claims are bad (without any
transparency), but they also kill children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Lots and lots of children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>More than were killed in Newtown or any other school
shooting.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And it isn’t just one
devastating day, it’s over and over again, for years and years, with no end in
sight.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Rather than feeling empathy
here in America for these foreign children that are not of our religion,
political views, or color, we simply look the other way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We keep up the charade that it has to
be done for our freedoms.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not only
do we reelect the people who commit these crimes, we make excuses for their
criminal actions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We say better
theirs than ours…ours.</div>
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Shouldn’t the value of a child’s
life go beyond the borders of nationalism?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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At a time of great innovation in
the world where we can learn anything we want about whomever and wherever for
practically nothing, it amazes me how backwards and closed-minded we still
are.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>People seem to still trust
getting information from old institutions that would rather report from state
press releases than report the truth of the world.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Emotional reporting that draws us in to the image of a
president wiping away invisible tears over children he’s using for political
gains.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How did we become wired to
not question this action when we should be outraged by his hypocrisy?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We applaud their showmanship like a
Michael Bay explosion rather than peeling the layers of their script to expose
the crocodile beneath their tears.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It’s a fool’s hope to think that the same creeps that have their grip on
the world just want to protect us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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There is a false privilege in being
American.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It stems from the
historical privilege of the Europeans and the white race.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Because certain people took ownership
of the world before anyone else it didn’t matter who died outside of their
region.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And it doesn’t matter
now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It doesn’t matter how young
they are, and it doesn’t matter how unconnected to the crime they are being
murdered for, because they are not ours.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They are not American.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Whether by bullet, by mass bombing, by drone, or by sanctions, this
American government has been involved in the deaths of well over one million
people in the last twenty years, and we only ask for more.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Every time a 9/11 or a Sandy Hook
happens and we let them lead the conversation and then follow with cries of
more control, we acquiesce our natural rights of life and liberty. Every time
someone protects taxation they protect violence, because taxation will never be
voluntary.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Every time a person
votes, they assert their position that they own their neighbors life because
their politicians are the right ones to legislate for their well-being.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Nothing in this world gives me a
more sinking or desperate feeling than a scared American.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The irrationality of collectivism that
sweeps over this country in times of crisis is much more frightening than any
terrorist threat could ever be.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>American tyranny and American fascism doesn’t just go away; it grows, it
festers, and it imbeds into the culture.</div>
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My heart goes out to the families
of Sandy Hook.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hope they can
find their place in the world again.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It’s a tough thing when you lose such a huge part of your future.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Most of us know that feeling even if it
isn’t a child.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just as much
though, I often think of what it must be like to live in a small village in the
Middle East and have fear and stress come over me as a drone passes
overhead.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And just as much, I feel
for the folks who are going to be hit directly with punishment because of a
disturbed young man’s crime.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We
don’t know what the new laws will be, but they will definitely inhibit one
group’s liberty because another group wants it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The individual is stomped on once again for the
collective.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Of course there will
be no actual control of guns.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Criminals will always get them, and the rest will be centralized into
the hands of government, the most violent gang in the history of the
world.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Once again the monopoly
holds strong and the real problems will never be sought out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There will be no answers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There will just be stronger prohibition
once the next shooting occurs, and the organization we need the most control
over will continue to have more control over us.</div>
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Newtown is a place from my
past.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The few memories I shared
could never paint a full picture, but you get an idea of the kind of town it
is.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The occupations and police
states of the Middle East are constant and in motion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Most of us are only subjected to one version of that story,
and project outright anger and hatred when one tries to present another.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>America is a certain kind of place in
our history books, but in reality it never was what it was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The ideal of what it can be is still
there, though day by day that is lost more and more.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’ll be in that little town in Connecticut again someday
sitting amongst the peaceful trees and talking to my sister, but the chaos of
Sandy Hook will always be prevalent no matter how far back in my mind I try to
push it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That connection can no
longer be severed, just like the world cannot be separated from America, and
America can no longer be separated from the state.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Liberty begins within the home, and
if the individual loses the right to protect their family, their friends, and
their own lives, then all liberty is lost.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What we do overseas, we do out of sight for now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It always comes home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In fact the technology, the
surveillance, the weapons, and the destruction of civil rights already
have.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We only wait for the
violence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Because the state is
mayhem.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The state is
confusion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The state cannot
change, and will not change.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It
will forever be tyranny.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The only
change we can ever gain is in the mind of the individual.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The state just needs to go away.</div>
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John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-11277766259334833852013-02-01T14:50:00.001-08:002013-02-01T14:51:14.730-08:00Women are now equal...Only in a backwards fantasyland like America could it be considered progress that women can now suit up and be murdered in foreign occupations for the interests of the corporatist elite. Here I am thinking that ending wars and the slaughter of helpless people would be progress. I guess I just don't understand that equality only works with a good dosage of American privilege, because I'll tell you what, all those non-American women dying in our police states overseas certainly aren't free of anything. John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-30011894024797094552013-01-21T16:33:00.002-08:002013-01-21T16:33:54.774-08:00wha-wha-WHAT?!?!Damn. Almost two months since my last post on here. I've been building a website. Carousing my way through the holidays. Enjoying time with my sister who visited from Portland. Traveling for work. And getting over a cold that decided to stick it out with for the last three weeks. <br />
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Okay, so now things are back to normal. I hope to have a new post next Monday which has been patiently been waiting in my notebook to be put online. <br />
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BTW, <a href="http://www.talesofhammerfist.com/" target="_blank">Tales of Hammerfist!</a><br />
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Read it!<br />
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-John<br />
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>With
sanctions, you don’t even have to get into the details of what they are because
they are so simply explained by aims that cannot be denied.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sanctions are a method of mass-murder
set upon the civilians of a country in order to try and control their
rulers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And it may or may not
work; all depending on if the rulers of said country are as ruthless as the one
placing the sanctions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I do not
use the word murder loosely here.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It’s not used for shock or merely to offend, it is because sanctions
work as a war without guns.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>People
don’t just starve, they don’t just suffer, but they die, sometimes in the
hundreds of thousands.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sanctions
are murder.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The intent is
death.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Nothing “cripples” the
economy of a country like a pile of dead children.</div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The
current villain, Iran, is not America’s first journey into this immoral
territory, though it is being ignored by the voting-class just as much as the
last time major sanctions were put upon a country. Those sanctions brought
about the death of up to 500,000 children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then only a few years later the Federal Government started a
war, which killed hundreds of thousands, wounded hundreds of thousands, and
made a refugee class out of millions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I’m referring to the sanctions in Iraq in the 90’s under Bush I and Bill
Clinton’s administrations.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If
sanctions can kill so many, and the country that was being mass-murdered wasn’t
brought to its knees, then why will it work this time?</div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Sanctions
are the silent war.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We only hear
about them from the media and our leaders in the most basic words.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We never hear about the inflation, or
the starvation, or the lack of medical supplies, or the deaths involved.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We never have it framed as war, but
what else is it?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the minds of
most Americans it is just a word that means that somewhere some kind of
punishment is going on and the people receiving it must deserve it because our
rulers don’t like them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Why would
any Americans care?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They aren’t
us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They don’t look like us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They don’t dress like us or eat like
us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They don’t worship like most
of us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How can we possibly relate?</div>
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The people that are suffering and
dying are human beings.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just like
you and I, they have a runaway and controlling centralized government in which
none of us has any control over.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Human beings don’t have to relate by culture, religion, or color to be
the same.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Every time we sit down
to dinner, with family or maybe alone; every time we drive to work or ride the
bus; every time we go out for entertainment or take a sip from our favorite
drink, this is all we need to connect.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness drives our cultures no
matter who we are.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They are us and
we are them, just people with desires for great things within our own
lives.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Human beings don’t desire
mass-murder, nations do.</div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>But
we, as Americans, don’t realize any of this, because just as Iranians have been
put to bed with hard sanctions, we are as oppressed in other ways.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Government and state media continue on
with their propaganda, warning of bombs that aren’t there, and not talking of
the oppression that is.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
realities of what we do simply do not reach us because the people being hurt
are the “other.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Would it matter
of the realities of our actions did reach us?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s not an issue that we vote for, but most likely because
they are Muslim that means they must want to kill us, and I have a feeling that
if we did vote with sanctions on mind, things would be exactly as they are.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So while our rulers kill them, either
with weapons or by suppressing their economic liberties, every death of every
child will have been justified because we are America.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are right and we are proud, even
when our hands are covered in the blood of human beings just like us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-41601572455090531642012-11-13T16:11:00.000-08:002012-11-24T21:56:44.688-08:00The Splendors of the War Criminal<!--StartFragment-->
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<!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">YOU ARE NOT FASCIST, BUT
YOUR COUNTRY IS:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">The Splendors of the War Criminal</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"> </span><!--EndFragment-->
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The remedy to power
is to simply withdraw that consent. – Murray Rothbard</div>
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For the second time in less than a decade Americans have
gone out to the polls and reelected a war criminal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>2012 was very much 2004, years in which the people of a
country could not see past their own boxed in ideologies and decided to go and
vote when in reality there was no actual choice to be had.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They should have stayed home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In these two years, not only were
criminals given the reward of more power, but they were given consent to take
even more rights away than they did in their first four years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The worst picture painted on election
night is right after this consent is given.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We see masses of people celebrating their very own natural
human rights being legislated and executive ordered away; tearful, wondrous
celebrations of their very own indefinite detention.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So while 60 million voted one way, we were sadly just over 2
million votes away from a different regime with very much the same views of
authoritarian power.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Over 100 million Americans chose abuse over enlightenment.</div>
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It is a terrible position for people to be put into.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Essentially we have a choice between a
man who promises to murder thousands, and the other who speaks the rhetoric of
peace while actually murdering thousands.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>How did we get to this point?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The illusion of choice has become strong within our society, an illusion
that has us believing there are two teams in existence within this political
structure, and that one is more evil or less evil when they are both evil all
the same.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Those who choose to vote
are celebrated while the individuals who choose to opt-out are derided for their
conscious decision.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even those who
do vote, but do so for a third party in protest of the corporatist party, are
considered fools for wasting their vote.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Patriotism is reserved for those who choose to reelect war criminals.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The bright minds of the future are
those who are bribed with their own money.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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The opt-outers of the abusive federal system, in which there
were at least 100 million, aren’t even considered. </div>
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<br /></div>
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Revolution will never come by casting a vote.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Men who gain enough money and
advertising to head the corporatist state have clearly been bought.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They have made promises to nefarious
people and they have lied to millions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It is not a problem for them to have blood on their hands or to take in
billions of dollars through force and act as if they have the know-how in which
to distribute it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These are not
men with great courage.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They are
men who simply have the guns and know where to point them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Yet we still find so many people
believing their promises when we should all know by now that they are just
slick advertisements or flat-out lies.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span></div>
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No voter can truly be blamed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This picture of the powers that be is never painted for us
because both figureheads of the one-sided coin have their very own television
station.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Each station worships
their own celebrity and each paints their celebrity’s equal as the evil version
of themselves.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The voters no
longer have access to watchful eyes that report truth (if they ever did), only
promoters and handlers that shape, clean, and shine their restoration project
until the rust has been scraped from the surface.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Because of this power worship, the election process has
become a long-winded, never-ending reality show, and the voting class doesn’t
quite understand that at the end of the game it is their own heads on the
line.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The casting of ballots has
become a foolish task in which we acquiesce our rights to a man who simply
seeks power.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Voting is a reminder
to the elected leader that “yes, they can.”</div>
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Yes, they can take away your rights.</div>
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Yes, they can take your labor and your property.</div>
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Yes, they can murder whom they want.</div>
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Yes, they can waltz into any country they please and join in
on the oppression that already exists there.</div>
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<br /></div>
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The worst part of the continuation of this self-abuse is
that you cede ownership of your life and will.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They own it now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Yes, they do.</div>
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You are the splendors of the war criminal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-89575009689449642462012-11-09T12:17:00.002-08:002012-11-09T12:17:20.773-08:00A Bagful<!--StartFragment-->
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The thought began with a carelessly placed bag of apples
falling from the counter and rolling to all corners of the kitchen floor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He then remembered months later finding
two that had been lost in the space between the refrigerator and the wall,
shriveled down to silver dollars.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
She got so mad at him that day, and it was so damn
stupid.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The entire time she knew
she had smelled something off, but he said she was fool-crazy.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Why was this the memory that had started him crying?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Why, when there were so many others…</div>
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John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-91476988559495786832012-11-05T10:45:00.000-08:002012-11-05T10:46:36.474-08:00You Are Not Fascist, But Your Country Is: Introduction<!--StartFragment-->
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Some would say the use of the word
fascism is an exaggeration, but I don’t think so.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If we feel comfortable calling our system of government
crony capitalism, or corporatism, then I see no reason why we can’t call it
fascism.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is straight to the
point, but at the same time I can see where it is misleading, so this series of
essays will be about figuring out how to define fascism in our current context.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m not referring to Europe in the 30’s
and 40’s, but America now.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m not
going to use the lists that authors have compiled as tenants for what they
think makes a fascist society.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
don’t have to.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While this country
may hit a lot of the benchmarks, I believe that we are suffering through a
uniquely American fascism.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One in
which we maybe don’t realize is happening, but we actually embrace.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s the old boiling frog scenario, and
the heat has been on a slow rise in temperature for a very long time, though
the times are changing and many of us are just now starting to realize we
better jump from the pot before it’s too late.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
If this country isn’t suffering
through a long bout of fascism, then what is our system?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I know, it’s a Republic, or a
Democratic Republic, right?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sure,
and on its surface The 4<sup>th</sup> of July is about independence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But of course we know that is
nonsense.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just as much as our
country is not free, that day of nationalistic fervor can only really celebrate
the past, America’s heyday of independence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But how do they connect it to the present in any substantial
way?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They’ve slowly reframed it as
a day of celebrating militarism.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Though most likely, we no longer know many of the soldiers who go overseas.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We no longer see the pictures from
their wars.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We barely know their
stories.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We hardly grasp that
their suffering has nothing to do with independence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So if it isn’t about independence now, what was all this
pain about in the past?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even beyond
the last American century, how long did independence really last?</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
Instead of a day of blind
nationalism where we celebrate what they tell us to, I think it’s time for a
day of questioning where we can all put our collectivism that has been built
over the years to good use.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We can
get together and openly question policies set forth by the government.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These won’t be Republican questions or
Democratic questions, because as an institution, the government doesn’t exist
within in those ideologies, it is now one beast whose figurehead sometimes
changes, but beyond that the song remains the same. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
For this day of national
questioning instead of being mesmerized by the booming fireworks, we can ask
why we have such expansive militarism in so many countries all over the world
and whether you feel comfortable spending $1,000,000,000,000 on it every year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Instead of singing the empty words of
patriotic songs, we could try to understand what these words mean and how they
actually relate to the America we are living in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We can look at the words that our authoritarian leaders use
and understand that sometimes independence actually means dependence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Instead of saluting Old Glory, we could
look at all those stars and stripes and try to understand what actually holds
us together like a bundle of sticks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Is it that social contract that none of us has ever seen or signed?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Is it the Constitution?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maybe it is just fear.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
What is it about keeping this
bundle so tightly wound that is more important than freedom?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In this convoluted yet archaic system
that we have allowed to be built around us, where does the individual truly
stand anymore?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Who are the
Americans beyond the management and beyond the central planning?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Can we still be the masters of our own
lives?</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
This is the first of what I hope to
be many essays on the crumbling road that America has decided to traverse.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This isn’t about George Bush.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s not about Obama or Romney.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These men are just personalities that
every now and then hand off the reigns to one another for something that is
bigger than they can ever be.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>There is nothing organic happening between them and us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Government is a power-sucking machine
and the people outside of it are just grease grinding through its gears making
sure that it continues to run.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>This is why it is us who have to dry up these old ideas of empire and
fascism.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This deeply entrenched
system must not continue to move through our lives as if it were the natural
progression of humanity.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Force and
control on such a massive scale are not naturally occurring concepts; they must
be taught and embedded within us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It is time we stop learning from the wrong people, those who would have
you believe that liberty is a virtue to be granted by a higher authority.</div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
It is my hope that with these
essays I can help convince a few people to open their eyes when our fearless
rulers want them closed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I hope
that you feel the need to speak, when they want you to shut up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is time to look directly into the
soul of what we have become, and not weep in pain, but speak in the clear and
sure voice of a free thinker.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
Let the individual emerge and show
the path to the future.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-25414281726220046222012-10-29T11:32:00.002-07:002012-10-29T11:32:50.502-07:00State of Mind<!--StartFragment-->
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<div class="MsoNormal">
A bottle burst in the street and they both sprung up
fast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her eyes screamed terror as
he leapt from bed with a wooden bat in hand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was hesitation to even look, but he slowly made a
space in the shut blinds.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“There’s nothing,” he said with moonlight sneaking in and
hitting his face.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
She could see he had not been sleeping either.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The stories people told on the ham
radio of what was happening in other cities had them mad with thought.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Eventually, the tanks would arrive, and
more than bottles would break.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-4361610661707370492012-10-24T13:34:00.000-07:002012-10-24T13:35:13.102-07:00It Came As It Went<!--StartFragment-->
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“Equal at last,” she said aloud, closing her eyes.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
The law had passed that granted the rights of this group be
no greater and no less than that group.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Together, they were free.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The euphoria that had swept the country swirled through her bedroom as
she dreamed of the future.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Then she heard the crash.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Footsteps.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Pounding.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Yelling.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She looked out her window and saw
police forcing her handcuffed neighbor into a car.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Another officer followed with a pile of books and a hard
drive.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Closing the blinds, she said in silence, “...at long last.”</div>
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John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-57883823990895176382012-10-16T11:41:00.000-07:002012-10-16T11:41:08.653-07:00Turn It Off<!--StartFragment-->
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<div class="MsoNormal">
I was at a Wilco show a few weeks ago and noticed something
about the audience: they were very energetic, very young, and very happy to be
there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t know why this struck
me on this particular night.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s
not abnormal to find a bunch of people at a rock show having a good time, but
there was a special feeling to this crowd.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While I was watching this sea of people ten to fifteen years
younger than me dance and live it up, it projected a whole lot of positive
thought about the future.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now, I
don’t know what sort of ideology this crowd carried as they are growing up in a
time of almost complete authoritarian control and it is hard to see beyond the
propaganda, but all this positive energy that kept Wilco on stage for 2 ½ hours
gave me a bit of hope that this crowd wouldn’t be growing up with anger guiding
the way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To really achieve an
enlightened shift in mindset I believe there is something very important they
all need to do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Turn off the TV.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Television, radio, and print are cesspools of establishment
ideas, and it isn’t just entertainment personalities, it is political leaders
too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These ideas and these people
are hate-catalysts, and they are exactly what the young need to move away
from.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This is not a screed about
left media, or right media, it is about all media that coddles the
establishment line of thought.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>That just happens to be pretty much everything you’re going to find on
television these days and the only way to escape is to turn it off.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I really have no idea what popular viewing is, but it does
not matter because while the voices may be different, from Jon Stewart to Sean
Hannity, the message is the same.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They always protect the state, no matter how wrong or how far it
goes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It may seem at times that
Jon Stewart is going after politicians for various social issues, but in the
end he makes so light of most of the corruption that he helps his audience look
past it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He is an enabler, because
while making sometimes poignant jokes about one group, the very serious civil
rights issues and drone-murder atrocities fall way in the background to the
point where his audience comfortably gets to forget what the Democrats are
really doing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>How else could you
explain how the anti-war left has failed so miserably in holding these people’s
feet to the fire?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After 6 years of
a Democratic Senate, 4 years of the Presidency, and 2 of those with the House,
the wars are worse then ever and expanding.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This is why the left media is as dangerous and ugly as the
right, and why we must recognize the whole shebang as state media.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Acquiescence to authoritarian power is
what they aim for.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is the same
reason why they frame the argument for gay marriage as a right we must have bestowed
upon us, not one that should be given back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is always about the creation of new laws, not the repeal
of old ones.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Our rights were
always there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is the state that
has taken them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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The conversation is always framed towards the benefit of power,
never in rejection of it; people who are much older and come from a different
era, one that was enveloped by conformity and propaganda, frame it for the
young.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The “trust in government”
cycle has been going on for much too long and it is time to break it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The people appearing on your television
are deep in it, whether they believe that American empire must shape the world,
or they believe it belongs in every aspect of our lives, what they don’t
believe in is solutions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They
believe that your life belongs in the hands of a higher authority, and that
your volition does not move beyond voting for one of two ideologies.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Beyond the parties and their push in
one direction, you barely exist.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But your life belongs to you and only you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You must take control of yourself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s like we have been thrown into a
padded room wearing a tightly fitting straitjacket.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The walls surrounding us are covered in words and phrases that
don’t amount to more than talking points and empty rhetoric.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These are the crazy ideas of
bureaucrats and managers that believe they can control your life better than
you can with programs that box humans with different needs into a one-track
life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even with all this
distraction, there still exists a door in this room and it is left unlocked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There is an escape.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You just have to somehow turn that
knob.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maybe it’s a little harder
because your hands are not free, but in real life, it’s even easier to get the
process going of leaving behind the noise.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It starts with clicking the power button on a remote
control.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Is there still hope for my own relatively young
generation?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m not sure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Most seem to continue to fall in
line.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They watch the old media and
listen to the same old voices that protect their ears from hearing the serious
violations of human and civil rights by their government.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They still seem to believe in leaders
who wear their corruption on their sleeves ( It’s funny, you always hear that
politicians should have to wear patches like NASCAR drivers to show who owns
them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But they really don’t have
to, do they? We already know they are corrupted and vote for them anyway.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If anybody should wear the patches, it
is us, because we really have no clue just how owned we are.).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The people I grew up with still believe
that the authority they like should also have authority over their neighbor’s
life, even when your neighbor does not agree at all.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We have yet to turn it off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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I used Jon Stewart as an example of a protector of the
establishment earlier, mostly because he is seen as a guy who is there for
us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But he isn’t alone.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lawrence O’Donnell – Born 1951<o:p></o:p></div>
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Glen Beck – Born 1964<o:p></o:p></div>
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Rush Limbaugh – Born 1951<o:p></o:p></div>
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Chris Matthews – Born 1945<o:p></o:p></div>
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Stephen Colbert – Born 1964<o:p></o:p></div>
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Keith Olbermann – Born 1959<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bill O/Reilly – Born 1949<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sean Hannity – Born 1961<o:p></o:p></div>
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The youngest person I could find on this list was Rachel
Maddow who was born in 1973.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Of
course I haven’t had cable news on in quite a while so I’m not sure if these
folks are even the main personalities anymore.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It doesn’t matter if they are or aren’t, the fact is that
they are on TV because and other parts of establishment media because they are
going to play nice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Whichever side
they represent, they protect our authoritarian government. <o:p></o:p></div>
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What I’m not trying to say is that because these people are
older they are wrong.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Each
individual is wise in their own way, and every one of them is going to
understand and convey truths that cannot be denied.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They are wrong because they are part of ideological teams
that they cannot see beyond.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They
promote the vision of their team, and ultimately that vision is state
power.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For their generations,
freedom is an afterthought.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You
would think after years and years of failure to move liberty forward in any
way, they would see that the authoritarian power structure that they promote
would no longer be the solution, it would only be the problem.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Forcing the individual to be a part of
the collective would be the problem.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Forcing free and naturally working markets to be ordered and controlled
would be the problem.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Forcing
other areas of the world to Westernize through coercion and violence, instead
of promoting our way with peace and freedom using the tools of the information
age, is the problem.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These people
on television are wrong and they remain on television because they are
wrong.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They create an unquestioned
reality for viewers to soak in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They create the angry divide.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They create hatred in our society and enable state power to work off
that hatred.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And they probably
don’t even see it because they’ve been in the thick of it for so long.<o:p></o:p></div>
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So turn it off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Find out what reality is.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Find out who people really are.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Understand your natural human rights.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Live beyond the state.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Live as an individual who wants others to be able to live in their own
way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Leave the loony bin
behind.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Turn it off.<o:p></o:p></div>
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John Kratkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12644058741791581586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5652619542474115978.post-45728065416682917782012-10-08T17:08:00.000-07:002012-10-09T21:35:13.641-07:00Government in 2016<!--StartFragment-->
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With the illusion of choice being set out before us, I
thought it would be a good time to muster up some mystical energy and foretell
future events.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now I’ve never
actually done this before, so one or two things may be wrong within this list,
but I really don’t think I’ll be too far off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If history tells us anything about tomorrow, it’s that the
future is a closed book collecting dust on the shelf, we’ve read it all before,
every time closing it without having learned a damn thing.</div>
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Of course these predictions are for either boss from either
gang taking the reigns of the protectionist scheme called government.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;">The economy will continue to be a centrally
controlled system in the hands of a few men.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If Executive Order #13603 is enacted, most of private
industry will be nationalized, meaning control of various industries will
be handed off to officials within the President’s administration.</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in;">The natural rights you were born with will continue
to be controlled through the following: <o:p></o:p></li>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; tab-stops: list 1.0in;">The Patriot Act </li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; tab-stops: list 1.0in;">The NDAA, in which the Presdient claims the power
to throw you in a cell indefinitely without trial or charges.<o:p></o:p></li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; tab-stops: list 1.0in;">Executive Order <a href="http://www.gpo.gov/fdsys/pkg/FR-2012-03-22/pdf/2012-7019.pdf" target="_blank">#13603</a>,
which not only claims state-ownership of private industry, but ultimate
ownership of your life through conscription.<o:p></o:p></li>
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; tab-stops: list 1.0in;"><a href="http://beta.congress.gov/bill/112th-congress/house-bill/347/text?q=buildings%20and%20grounds%20improvement%20act" target="_blank">The </a><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13.0pt;"><a href="http://beta.congress.gov/bill/112th-congress/house-bill/347/text?q=buildings%20and%20grounds%20improvement%20act" target="_blank">Federal Restricted Buildings and Grounds Improvement Act </a>, which denies free speech wherever the Secret Service decides.</span></li>
</ul>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13.0pt;">Government will still claim ownership of a certain
percentage of your property, which was earned through your labor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Therefore government claims
ownership of your labor. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">Children will continue to be born slaves to the debt
of previous generations.</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">Plans for Predator Drones flying over American skies
will still be in place, though they will be re-branded “Patriot Drones”
and they will be providing “Freedom Surveillance.”</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">The Federal government will still be murdering
innocent civilians (sometimes Americans) with killer robots called Reaper
Drones, yet when new terrorists come about with bombs strapped to their
chests, our freedoms, yours and mine (and theirs, if they too weren’t so
controlled to realize it), will be blamed for why they want to kill us.</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">Public-Private partnerships, or corporatism, or
fascism; such as <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2012/08/23/opinion/the-national-security-agencys-domestic-spying-program.html" target="_blank">Trapwire </a> and Monsanto, or legislation such as the Affordable Care Act will
continue to thrive.</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">Still more natural rights will be under attack as the
TSA moves from airports, to subways, to the roads.</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">Plants that grow naturally out of the ground will
continue to be illegal, while drugs that are created in laboratories which
not only have horrific side-effects, but also kill people, will continue
to be legal.</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">The wealth you earn will still be redistributed to
foreign dictators who will continue using it for purchasing weapons from
American companies (yet more corporatism) so that they can continue to
uphold a totalitarian state.</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">Men and Women in government that have sworn to
protect the Constitution will continue to go to trial and be ostracized
when they do so because they weren’t instead protecting secret government
powers.</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">Elected officials will continue to be liars, cheats,
thieves, and murderers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They
will continue to legislate to the highest bidder on all matters
healthcare, military, and energy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>They will continue creating hundreds of thousands of new laws every
year to further control the masses.</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">No matter what these elected officials do, no matter
how awful, you will continue to vote for them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As you continue to choose this authority over your
life, and as your life continues to be ruled by these select few, your
life will continue to not be your own.</li>
</ul>
<ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="circle">
<li class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2; tab-stops: list .5in;">Finally, no matter how many die, whether through
sanctions or bullets, the actions of your government will continue to be
justified with the rhetoric of democracy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These people will continue to die for the better good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>War will continue to be
peace.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></li>
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You don’t have to stop voting, but
you better realize that there is no lesser of two evils.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Voting should be understood as a moral
issue.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If you understand that
everything stated above (amongst many other things) will continue to
happen no matter who is elected, and you accept that, then by all means go out
and vote.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As the executive office
grows stronger, maybe you will feel more comfortable that it is your guy who
gets to be judge, jury, and executioner.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I won’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When the
government that takes charge of my life decides to murder a 16-year-old American
boy in Yemen, understand that it doesn’t matter who is in charge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>These powers never retract.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They only grow stronger, and sooner or
later, it won’t be in Yemen that executioner is working.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It will be in your backyard.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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