Tucker in 2024

thanx and a flip of William F. Buckley's hair to Bill......

Carlson on John Bolton

‘Bolton is "a tapeworm"......Try as you might, you can’t expel him. He seems to live forever in the bowels of the federal agencies, periodically reemerging to cause pain and suffering — but somehow never suffering himself. This is Washington in a nutshell: blunder into obvious catastrophes, refuse to admit blame, and demand more of the same. That’s the John Bolton lifecycle. In between administration jobs, there are always cushy think-tank posts, paid speaking gigs, and cable news appearances. War may be a disaster for America, but for John Bolton and his fellow neocons, it’s always good business.’

Persian cats

The Persian cats are by now well trained in anti-drone measures.

"anyone that can take aircraft out at 60,000 feet is going to cause you considerable pain if you attack them. your call"

    -- Posted by: m | Jun 20, 2019 9:00:46 AM

"Let's not forget the Venezuela failure. Guaidumb has been exposed as a corrupt dog along with his group of degenerates. Now this failure in Iran is yet another embarrassment for orange with hair. Trump will advise his crew to find an easy win anywhere so he can somehow save face. Another invasion of Grenada is imminent"
    -- Posted by: Comandante | Jun 20, 2019 8:55:57 AM 

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weaponizing global warming

Global Warming, that vast amorphous phenomenon characterized as a hyperobject by Timothy Morton, is an all-encompassing reality. Its reach extends far beyond the puny swamp of special interests that is Washington D.C. It awaits its moment as a transformative element of global, governmental change. Birthed in the dark past of the Industrial Revolution, it’s unleashed demons of fire, flood and drought may now force us to transcend our ideological divides and re-invent the political process.
-- John Davis

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Mainstreaming 2

“He mistrusted all of that. He said the right dreams for a man in peril were dreams of peril and all else was the call of languor and of death.”
    -- Cormac McCarthy,  The Road

...so much of the world we inhabit, in all its gray capitalist drudgery, in all its gaudy pomp, its tatty circumstance, its bricolage culture, is a product of our acquiescence. The notion of the unreachable distance of the ideal may represent more a failure of collective imagination than a material impediment. How many of us are convinced that there is no alternative to capitalism? How many have ingested that neoliberal narcotic of foreclosed imaginations?

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mainstreaming 1

How ironic that the collapse of faith in western media is caused by its own relentless fealty to profitability. The corporate press has now become, for vast segments of the population, a transparently deceitful congeries of second-rate pseudo-journalists who traffic in base fictions at the behest of elite capital. Meanwhile, ranks of first-rate independent journalists now dot the coarse hide of the staggering beast of the mainstream, more woodpeckers than parasites, slowly penetrating the dense carapace of falsehood that coarsens the consciousness of western citizenry. Only relentless infusions of capital are keeping the beast alive. Quantitative easing for the propaganda class.
    -- Jason Hirthler

bob

are we having fun yet?

....eat shit and die rich people!

Experiential travel, they call it, as if only high-priced retreats qualify as a holiday experience. Jetting to an upscale tent city to be treated as an ersatz potentate while we pretend we’re roughing it is truly camp. Glamping—and car camping too—fulfill bourgeois fantasies of being served by locals while living better than them. More than the journey or the destination, it’s about pampering ourselves. By making us feel safe, comfy, and special, all this evolved travel mediates our outdoor encounters. From the mountains to the prairies to the oceans white with Styrofoam, dwelling in our portable playpens and paradise playhouses distances us from nature by circumscribing our experiential horizon around the familiar objects at hand and focusing on our own enjoyment. Are we having fun yet?

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broke the mold