Monday, 08/21/2017

Why you got to gimme a fight?


Can't you just let it be?

ntodd

August 21, 2:29 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

you're ruining everyone's lives and eating all the steak.

Napoleon:

Children, when was 
Napoleon Bonaparte born, 
asks teacher. 
 
A thousand years ago, the children say. 
A hundred years ago, the children say. 
Last year, the children say. 
No one knows. 
 
Children, what did 
Napoleon Bonaparte do, 
asks teacher. 
 
Won a war, the children say. 
Lost a war, the children say. 
No one knows. 
 
Our butcher had a dog 
called Napoleon, 
says Frantisek. 
The butcher used to beat him and the dog died 
of hunger 
a year ago. 
 
And all the children are now sorry 
for Napoleon.

Miroslav Holub.

ntodd

August 21, 2:00 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Friday, 08/18/2017

Fantasmagorie


Brutes have risen to power, but they lie! They do not fulfill their promise; they never will.

ntodd

August 18, 12:32 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Thursday, 08/17/2017

You and your whole race.

Look down upon the town in which you live:

And be ashamed. 
Look down upon white folks   
And upon yourselves   
And be ashamed 
That such supine poverty exists there, 
That such stupid ignorance breeds children there 
Behind such humble shelters of despair— 
That you yourselves have not the sense to care 
Nor the manhood to stand up and say 
I dare you to come one step nearer, evil world, 
With your hands of greed seeking to touch my throat, I dare you to come one step nearer me: 
                        When you can say that 
                        you will be free! 

Langston Hughes.

ntodd

August 17, 11:40 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

"When mobs are no longer possible, liberty will be dead."

This happened in America:

On April Z7, 1915, Mary Phagan, a fourteen-year-old employee of a Marietta, Georgia, pencil company, was found raped and murdered in the basement of the building where she worked. Her employer, Leo M. Frank, a Jew originally from New York, was arrested, tried, and convicted of the murder.

The evidence against Frank was biased and inconsistent. (Not until 1982 would Frank's complete innocence come to light as the result of a witness's deathbed statement.) After various civil liberties groups denounced the injustice of Frank's death sentence, the governor of Georgia commuted it to life imprisonment...

When Frank was found guilty of the Phagan murder, [former U.S. Representative Thomas E. Watson] wrote, “Our Little Girl—ours by the Eternal God—has been pursued to a hideous death and bloody grave by this filthy perverted Jew of New York. " When Frank's sentence was commuted, Watson swiftly decided that the action had been effected by an international Jewish conspiracy. After all, like niggers, Jews had “a ravenous appefite for the forbidden fruit." Furthermore, Frank belonged to the “Jewish aristocracy," and it was easy for the Jews of the world to arrange that “no aristocrat of their race should die for the death of a working-class Gentile." He ended with a boldfaced exhortation: “RISE! PEOPLE OF GEORGIA!” 

One hundred men answered his call. Gathering at midnight on Mary Phagan’s grave, they selected a team of twenty-five, including a Methodist minister, to avenge the little girl's death. A month later, August 16, 1915, Frank was abducted from a Georgia prison farm and hanged by the first lynching party in America to use automobiles.

The members of the party christened themselves the Knights of Mary Phagan, and exactly two months after the lynching, they climbed Stone Mountain (a 1,780-foot-high chunk of granite eighteen miles from Atlanta) and burned a gigantic cross that was “visible throughout the city.” Many Georgians approved of the lynching and applauded the cross buming. Watson certainly did...and in the September 2 issue of the Jeffersonian, he suggested that “another Ku Klux Klan" be organized “to restore HOME RULE.”

A nice first: the first lynching party that used cars.  Progress!

ntodd

August 17, 11:04 PM in Pax Americana | Permalink | Comments (0)

Tearing Down Statues Of Tyrants

Once you rip 'em down, what do you do?

After the Declaration is read to the troops:

Last Night the Statue on the Bowling Green representing George Ghwelph alias George Rex...was pulled down by the Populace. In it were 4,000 Pounds of Lead, & a Man undertook to take of 10 oz of Gold from the Superficies, as both Man & Horse were covered with Gold Leaf.

The Lead, we hear, is to be run up into Musquet Balls for the use of the Yankies, when it is hoped that the Emanations of the Leaden George will make as deep impressions in the Bodies of some of his red Coated & Torie Subjects, & that they will do the same execution in poisoning & destroying them, as the superabundant Emanations of the Folly & pretended Goodness of the real George have made upon their Minds, which have effectually poisoned & destroyed their Souls, that they are not worthy to be ranked with any Beings who have any Pretensions to the Principles of Virtue & Justice ; but would to God that the unhappy contest might be ended without puting us to the disagreeable Necessity of sending them to dwell with those beings for the Company of whom alone their Tempers & dispositions are now suitable.

Indeed, part of it was made into precisely 42,088 balls (perhaps half of what could've been).  As Ebenezer Howard wrote to General Gates: [The king's] troops will probably have melted Majesty fired at them.

You fascist slavers wanna war?  No problem: we've got the balls, and you by the short hairs.

Pax tibi in christo,
ntodd

August 17, 10:15 PM in Constitution, Schmonstitution | Permalink | Comments (0)

Wednesday, 08/16/2017

Little pink houses for you and me


There's winners, and there's losers, but they ain't no big deal...

ntodd

August 16, 11:26 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)

Ain't That America

Remember:

[Y]ou will see what I mean for you to see— 
             The white hand: 
             The thieving hand. 
             The white face: 
             The lying face. 
             The white power: 
             The unscrupulous power 
That makes of you 
The hungry wretched thing you are today.

Langston Hughes.

ntodd

August 16, 10:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Tuesday, 08/15/2017

It Is A Time Warp, Innit?


A jump to the left, then a goose step to the alt-right?

ntodd

August 15, 12:29 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Monday, 08/14/2017

Tribalism

Casey at the Bat:

From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar, 
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore. 
“Kill him! Kill the umpire!” shouted some one on the stand; 
And it’s likely they’d have killed him had not Casey raised his hand. 

Ernest Lawrence Thayer.

ntodd

August 14, 11:38 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Terra Incognita

Since we live here now:

To the Senate of the United States:

I nominate the following persons to the offices to which they are respectively designated, in pursuance of the provisions of the act approved this day entitled "An act to establish the Territorial government of Oregon":

  • James Shields, of Illinois, to be governor of the Territory of Oregon.
  • Kintzing Pritchette, of Pennsylvania, to be secretary for the Territory of Oregon.
  • William P. Bryant, of Indiana, to be chief justice of the supreme court of the United States for the Territory of Oregon.
  • James Turney, of Illinois, to be an associate justice of the supreme court of the United States for the Territory of Oregon.
  • Peter H. Burnett, of Oregon, to be an associate justice of the supreme court of the United States for the Territory of Oregon.
  • Isaac W. R. Bromley, of New York, to be attorney of the United States for the district of Oregon.
  • Joseph L. Meek, of Oregon, to be marshal of the United States for the district of Oregon.
  • John Adair, of Kentucky, to be collector of the port for the district of Oregon, in the Territory of Oregon.

James K. POLK

Washington, August 14, 1848.

I've since come to learn that pretty much everything in Oregon is named after former Highway Commissioners, 'cept for a highway honoring the Sunset Division, schools named for that guy who named some fir trees, and all sorts of shit in Polk County.

ntodd

August 14, 10:05 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)