I am not mourning my exile. I am celebrating my freedom and hard realized moderation. Of course I am, like most of us here...who still peck away on Our Salon, over the hill. Father Time has no power over me; My plan is in play and my fate is sealed. 

       Winter on the estuary is brutal. I look at the calendar and become content to be elsewhere now. Not so in early October, but that has passed, and now I would be wishing myself elsewhere as I had always done. Being cold and wet was never fun for me. 

       I played many roles over the more than half century I coexisted with the MIC’s  countless contracted collection of special operators, mostly outdoors but not totally. We were disposable, and inexpensive to run. We did what we were told, and in my case...I could wear a suit and pass for white, even though I had gone feral even before the MIC put the bite on me. 

       Players play...the plot, plans, and purpose of the really big show was not revealed to us. Bit players are prepared and inserted to create an environment others determine. Players play, but also perceive. It was no less impossible to see than it was to know what the MIC was up to. It was not only none of our business, curiosity could be fatal. 

        A good child puts his toys away neatly. The MIC that built us was neat, and cared about the numbers, but more about the mission. The mission was national security, and then it changed. I’m not going to argue this, but it is my best guess. 

         The MIC is not a democracy, and never was. I never knew who was in charge...or if any one knew. The party held the MIC in check, but eventually the MIC swallowed the party. I think I saw this transformation close up...but I was pretending not to.

          The MIC does not do justice, freedom, or moderation. It does not  operate well  without strong guidance and close supervision. The MIC is now a post adolescent with frightened parents...locked upstairs in their bedroom as chaos reigns all over their empire. 

            Transition...does not have to be chaotic, but Facism is hard to shake off. American Fascism is not Trumpism, or Trump. The Clintons were fascist, and of course much smarter than Trump, but fascist. 

            Chaos is messy...but not necessarily permanent. Humanity might survive. I’m not driving, I’m fearlessly optimistic. 

           

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Comment by Tom Cordle on December 10, 2018 at 9:34am

You strike me as someone akin to what I am – both an unrepentant Liberal, at least as regards individual rights, and a true Hobbesian Conservative – that is to say someone who favors a Philosopher-King rather than a democracy. But since the first lesson of history is that Philosopher-Kings are rarest of all treasures, one settles for democracy as the only semi-viable alternative.

Tea-Partians, MIC Conservatives and other Pseudo-Hobbesians content themselves with parroting Hobbe's observation that "life is nasty, brutish and short", and thus attempt to justify their rapacious notion that one ought to grab as much as one can grab while the grabbing is good, while ignoring his observation that the very reason for government is to attempt to ameliorate the nastiness and brutishness of such men.

Indeed, Hobbes wrote that the only true purpose of government was the Commonweal, and that any king who ignored the Commonweal was likely to see his head roll. As he warned, "even the strongest man must eventually sleep."

And despite his late-night and early-morning tweeting, even Donald J. Trump must eventually sleep. And surely his head, too, will one day roll. But alas, the forces that lifted such an incompetent, buffoon to the throne will remain. And thus, I'm not fearlessly optimistic.

Comment by Ron Powell on December 10, 2018 at 9:59am

Deconstruction of the administrative state, as Steve Banon would have it, is the prelude to the fascist state that would follow in the wake of a collapsed democracy....

Comment by J.P. Hart on December 10, 2018 at 1:12pm

No doubt Jerzy Kosinski has an impeccable oeuvre but the hard day's night of it is that if you get a little drunk you land in jail. Devoted all bright & sunny Saturday strolling the lake bluffs with a substitute teacher who's looking forward to presenting Mary Gravitt's Our Salon work to her current events course all week.
And we'd rich over coffee chat discussing Friston's Theory of Everything.
Later, teacher pierced my ear with a ruby.
RBJ: I am sending $9.00 to Wikiradical in the name of FREE SPEECH.
!O! and good read sparky{;!

Comment by moki ikom on December 10, 2018 at 2:57pm

rbj,

though the term "fascism" was not in use through most euroAmerica history, the term is appropriately descriptive of the predominant ideology on which is founded, on which is sustained the United States of America. i'm pretty sure you acknowledge that fact. I wonder however what you mean by "...Fascism is hard to shake off."  Shaking off fascism for what? to wear and try out what if not more Fascism?  If not for anarchic chaos we shake off Fascism then for Fascism's idelogical opposite: Communism? 

Comment by Robert B. James on December 10, 2018 at 6:44pm

Thank you  my surviving friends! Scanman would be proud of you for carrying on. I am. 

Brother Tom...I did my 34 years of College almost all at night, but never was a student of philosophy. Not one course! My Environmental history Masters program was managed by a very nice kid who loathed philosophy. I tried to sneak a bit in but the look on his face was unmistakably sour. I envy you. I agree with the unrepentant...I have worked in the real world with real people most of whom never went to college at all. I know all the types you describe...and still sit with them making little points while enduring far more of their Fox regurgitations than I ever wanted to.  I’m for sending the fit of them down, to live among the impoverished that they feel nothing for. Let them teach high school! 

Comment by Robert B. James on December 10, 2018 at 6:52pm

R.P.  ...American Fascism, is the status quo and has been for some time. I see the elite welcoming a massive culling of non whites and those of us who might require some sort of help to get by. Has this not always been the case? 

Comment by Robert B. James on December 10, 2018 at 6:58pm

Dr. Heart: Of course I’ve been there and done that. I’ve been a Kosinski character since high school. George L, from memory. Just not half as bright or a downhill skier. Blind Date

Comment by Robert B. James on December 10, 2018 at 7:15pm

M.I. Yup...I am not a philosopher, just a serf who learned how to shoot very young. all that night school has me more worried about the planet than the two legged masses who just can’t get enough, no matter how much they have. I was once one of them, but escaped.  The idea that some of us are more human than others is hard to remove, like the self made man crap. I’m not sure what the post Trump world will look like. I hope to live long enough to see it.

Comment by moki ikom on December 11, 2018 at 12:09pm

RobB. Yessiree, we're humans, and whether we want to be or not we are native born philosophers, then learn language and means to communicate as we simultaneously learn concerpts experiencing reality outside the womb. i tend to align with this barely modified definition of philosopher:

phi·los·o·pher
  1. a person engaged or learned in philosophy, especially as an academic discipline.
    synonyms: thinkertheoristtheorizer,

    .

Comment by Robert B. James on December 12, 2018 at 7:10pm

MI, thanks...I needed that.

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