When the LaRouchies hand out their literature supporting a return to an “FDR – type New Deal Program”, this is the public works projects that they have in mind — which will save the nation during the upcoming American Financial Collapse, and apprently the world during the upcoming World World Financial Collapse. I always assumed it was simply the meme the cult used to attract disenfranchised liberal Democrats, along the lines of Tommy Franks’s book, in the same way the cult in the 80s supported fascist measures to curb the burgeoning AIDS crisis. (actually similar to what Fidel Castro did in Cuba, and while Castro is generally seen as a “leftwing” Dictator, I’ll just say: meh.) But apprently the rhetoric is indeed in support of something insane LaRouche has worked up for that fateful day he will rule the world.

Plato would approve, I assume.

I’ve got nothing today. I could expand on — say — my thoughts on Ron Paul — found on the sidebar in this form:

“In fact, the other member of Congress who votes most closely to Congressman Ron Paul is none other than Congresswoman Cynthia McKinney.” To be sure, Ron Paul is an interesting casoid, and to be sure a Democratic Congress would be preferable to a Republican Congress, and to be sure a Congress full of Ron Pauls would be a nightmare, and to be sure, a congress without a few Ron Pauls would be a lesser place.

But that’s all I got. Ron Paul, like so many idiosyncratic items of politics: when is right, he is very, very right; when he is wrong, he is very very wrong.

I find this interesting, and I could theoretically create a Political Memoir for myself. I stumble through some of that now and again.

Actually I note that I was transcribing some stuff from a notebook about my final month of high school, a curious hodge-podge of politics and current events bearing down on me of a sort and adolescent angst suddenly magnified. I typed up about 20 pages of it (or so Word tells me), and stopped with what I estimate would be the other 30 pages due to the fact that I don’t think anyone particularly cares, and my time online is short.

Why does Eric Sten’s radio commercial use the same voice and same underlying theme as the commercial for Country Time Lemonade? I find it… bizarre… and incongruent to the candidate.

The other five candidate, Chris Iverson, Sharon Naseset, Ludinda Tate, Michael Casper, and a preacher who goes by the name of “Watchman” fall into the also-running category.

Yes, but isn’t Watchman a mute, as dictated through some Biblical Spiritual hooey-dooey? Once in office as City Commissioner, he’ll get to work on those metaphorical “Gates”, I suppose — “sevens” in hand.

I realize that makes no sense to just about anybody. And I’ll leave it at that.

Unfortunately Watchman didn’t leave anything in the Voter’s Pamphlet. All I have to go on as to whether this is “that” Watchman I had some Internet message board encounters and a real life excursion with a — um — worker Watcher(?) a blue moon ago is his Candidacy Filing. But really, how many Watchmen can there be in Portland?

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Additional Update 12 hours later: Despite all the names, these races don’t look too difficult, folks. Once all the candidates are officially in next week, we’ll be posting endorsements. (Sneak preview: “Watchman” probably won’t be on there.)

This is the only web reference (or real life reference for that matter) to this political campaign of Watchman that I know of. It is possible that I am the only person out there anywhere who knows, to some degree, who “Watchman” is.

I will look through the archives and find something I remember of Watchman talking politics — saying that we should not follow the Democratic Party or the Republican Party, but should follow the Watchman Party. It’s curious to be sure.

Somehow in a world where the cliche “Never talk politics or religion at the dinner table” flows, and in a world where Dick Cheney tells Senator Patrick Leahy to “go fuck yourself”, the tone of the New Republic to those oh so nasty deraugotary commentsd made by “liberal bloggers” at Joseph Lieberman strikes me as incredibly off-putting and partronizing.

Let the record show that Ned Lamont does not consider Joe Lieberman a whiny-ass titty baby. Nor does he believe that Connecticut’s junior senator is a douchebag, an ass clown, or any of the other nasty names liberal bloggers have called Lieberman–whom, with those bloggers’ help, Lamont hopes to defeat in this August’s Democratic primary. “I really regret that rhetoric,” Lamont said one recent afternoon, blushing a little as some of the derogatory appellations for Lieberman were read back to him.

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Indeed, by taking on Lieberman, Lamont has become a hero to those who reside in the angriest corners of the state and national Democratic Party–and whose brief against Lieberman goes well beyond his support for the war. (To wit, one ardent Lamont supporter who blogs at Daily Kos recently trash-talked: “Lieberman is a disloyal, Bush-kissing, torture-loving asshole who hasn’t done shit for CT in years.”) These Lieberman-haters hail Lamont for his “Nedrenaline” and celebrate his “Nedmentum.” He is, in their eyes, “the anti-Lieberman.” “Ned has a gift,” a blogger at the website My Left Nutmeg recently wrote. “The more people see and hear Ned the more they like him and that’s the polar opposite of our current junior senator.” But, as Lamont seems to be discovering, being a hero to this rabid crowd is a strange role for a mild-mannered guy like himself.

To review:

Joe Lieberman a whiny-ass titty baby.
Joseph Lieberman is a douchebag.
Joseph Lierbman is an ass clown.
Lieberman is a disloyal, Bush-kissing, torture-loving asshole who hasn’t done shit for CT in years.

I can’t use any of these insults. They’ve been taken. I have to find one for myownself.

Okay.

Joseph Lieberman is a Poopy-Head.

I will now trademark and copyright that phrase. It’s mine. I have called people “poopy-head” in the past, and have just called Joseph Lieberman one. If you wish to hurl an insult at Joseph Lieberman, you must find one that is different than “Joseph Lieberman is a Poopy – Head”.

I thought at the time that this was a very unwise photo op. Leaving aside my, and people with political opinions similar to mine toward Bush and the War, view of the absurdity of the photo op, exponentially grown by a sense of cognitive dissonance by how the Media at Large portrayed the event, and going straight to imaginig myself as political advisor. Whatever short term gains in poll numbers Bush could garner from this charade, the “Mission Accomplished” jab would not work for Bush in the long term — one need not go very far to suggest that, um, “tough times” lay ahead with “hard slogging” in Iraq — indeed, Bush placed these bits, albeit in Triumphalist notes, in the speech he gave out there — 20 miles from the coast of San Diego — after riding around in that airplane in that flight jacket at impossible angles designed to avoid the view of the less impressive-looking coastline. For most of the 2004 election cycle my thought was that if Bush was going to lose the election, this photo op was the moment that he lost the election — he did not “manage expectations” well enough. Actually, this photo op was a good example of Bush’s inability to think in the mid to long term — everything is instant gratification; everything is short term fixes. If, in a happier time, Bush envisioned his presidency as an efficient Business model, his Business model is revealed as a corporation that looks no further than the profit margin for the end of the quarter reporting.

The Media gave itself away, waxing enthusiastic on how MANLY this made Bush look. This is the “Alpha – Male” line that we want to believe in. Actually, pondering the great pantheon of American presidencies, the man that is in vogue — a portrait hung by our recent presidencies on that wall of portraits of our Presidents’ favourite Presidents:

I smirk at Chris Elliott’s portrayal of Teddy Roosevelt in The Shroud of the Thwacker. But he, in his “Rough Rider” pose, was the man that Bush was trying to emulate with his “Mission Accomplished” stunt, conciously or unconciously.

The curious thing is how political realities have shifted such that our politicians have ceased to imitate the actions of our ultimate Alpha Male President and are now mimicing, perhaps unconciously as it’s difficult to see what is to gain politically from this man’s political arch, the ultimate Beta (or is it “Zeta”) Male President:

Which strays back to Bush announcing at his State of the Union speech that “America is addicted to Oil” and wanders over to Arnold Schwarzennager’s “Wear a Sweater” – esque suggestions on what is to be done about our gas price upsurge… said sometime before accepting a huge check from “Big Oil” and after walking out of his famed Hummer.

As failed presidents go, Jimmy Carter is a real winner, ain’t he? I wish all our failed presidents could be like him.

One of the unsettling thoughts I have had recently is simply this:

This. Right now. From maybe roughly 1995. To maybe 5 years from now in the future. Is the Golden Age of the Internet. It will go downhill from there, when the Corporate Interests bludgeon out the general small “a” Anarchist – tinged DIY attitude that came with initial Internet Culture.

I pick 1995 as a date because there were enough people not totally immersed in the world of tech to make it a more worthwhile visit to surf about by that time. I remember some students at high school, circa 1998, who complained that the Internet was a lot more interesting before everyone else was online — this small cadre of geeks who were online in the early 1990s. I know there are people out there who were with it in some computer science lab at a University in the late 70s, to which I say “Thwack”. But my point is that to a lay person, even one with esoteric interests, it… really wasn’t that interesting a place. Do the usenet searches all you want, it’s a lot of languages nobody speaks.

Somewhere is amiss that is something that is akin to the TeleCommunications Act of 1996. I don’t know how a President Al Gore would handle this. He invented the Internet, and I’m only half facetious when I say that. But he would be the successor to the Clinton legacy. It may be that these things are inevitable, and they march as the Globalist Leviathan Government does, regardless of who is in power.

5 years from now we may be needing to set an alternate Internet to circumvent the madness that our corporate masters have deigned for the lowest common denominator to enjoy for the Regular Internet.

We’ll see how everything develops.