Showing posts with label coverup. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coverup. Show all posts

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Edward Snowden: fancy dancer?




This is the boy that talks and talks (and talks).

At first you think you're dealing with a high school kid, like in that movie, what was it called, Catch Me If You Can. He's sort of cute and unshaven, yet not unkempt, so he appeals to a wide spectrum of people. He comes across well.

It could be argued that he's only acting to expose a glaring social wrong that should have been addressed back in George Orwell's glory days. Like the frog in warm water that is gradually boiled, we have been anaesthetized by the religion or drug of galloping consumerism and the near-total dominance of technology. It's not that we don't care - we don't even notice any more that everything we say, think, eat, sleep or do is being monitored and manipulated ALL THE TIME.

It's just possible that somebody has to make us care.





But heroes have flaws. This guy, I swear to you - and this is purely intuitive - there's something wrong here, something "off", or at very least something so highly orchestrated that it bothers me. It takes a lot of work to appear so sincere, so articulate, so relatively casual. Not a trace of ranting or raving. But I think the truth is that he craves and even requires this sort of global attention to survive.

There is no way in the world Snowden could have done this phenomenal whistle-blowing all by himself: he would need a global network of assistants, accomplices, whatever. So why is he speaking as if he alone knew how to access a buried trove of forbidden information, taking a life-threatening risk in bringing it all to light?





Isn't he playing into the American ideal of the solitary hero, the lone cowboy who doesn't need anybody's help because needing help is WEAK?

Is he on "our side" or not? What exactly IS "our side", and why are so many right-wing pundits pounding their pulpits and denouncing him as some sort of devil-worshipping-pro-gun-control nut case?

What is it about him, besides the odd-sounding British name and the feeling he has dive-bombed down from out of nowhere? It's the eyes. They shift and shift. Is he just nervous? Why does the calm correct voice not match the face?





This is why I posted the gif, to illustrate the discrepancy. What can it mean?

My sense is that it will all come out over the next few weeks or months, and the truth will be layered and convoluted. Lots of people think he will be killed, but the truth is he wants us to think that. And when it comes to the movie deal, he can write his own cheque. Mission accomplished?

Oh, and. . . don't they say you can judge a man by the company he keeps?





Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Ford and Duffy, Ford and Duffy





PREFACE. For those of you who aren't Canadian. . .

GOOD FOR YOU!





Cuz then you don't have to hear about 
these two hulking politicians
who are always up to no good. 




Do they live in a parallel universe
where fat guys are always in trouble?

Makes me think I'm seeing double. . . 









INTRO. 


Look over yonder! What do you see?

These two could almost be brothers.
But they seem to be lacking in brotherly love -
The truth is, they're both just mothers. 

(Do I hear a song coming on?)










Ford and Duffy, Ford and Duffy
When they lie to us they make us huffy,




Duff’s like Rob’s twin brother:
You can’t have one without the other





Ford and Duffy, large and fluffy
Now the voters have all had enough, see!











Always in the papers
We're sick to death of all their capers







Duff has his hand in the cookie jar,
And Ford puffs away on his pipe





No scale can weigh theft and arrogance,
It's such a load of tripe!






Don't you know your freedom's ending,
What's that shadow that you see descending?








It’s the law’s big hammer -
You’ll soon be living in the slammer!