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It is not the freshest news. But it is still breaking, people are still absorbing it ,and it all till needs context.

The filthy greedheads and the doomed can't have exclusive rights to this news territory. The insane and the loyal opposition must have their say as well.

My take - the Russian armada is going to bomb the living fuck out of Aleppo.  Not so much to help Assad as to show they can still break shit, and still matter in one of their few areas of influence outside of Russia. 

Sebostabol/Crimea alreadytaken and those pieces are swatted off the chess board.
Then they will pass through the Suez canal to a favorite area of contemporary interest - the south china sea, to dock at the "chinese" island. 
They will refit at Vizag (a top indian navy base), go hover around the "chinese" island in the spratleys, maybe some commando/fast boat/SEAL type training with the chinese there. then they go right by the senkaku islands on the way to vladivostick for winter.
just to show the world the BRICS aint nobody to fuck with. 
Turkish PM Erdogan just "cleaned house," by firing about 40,000 people in government and shooting a
few hundred security, military and intelligence staff accused of being Gulen supporters.  some probably were, some probably were not, and Gulen's infleunce is not as profound as the govt makes it out to be. but he just bought himself 5 more years of unchallengable rule. and the ability to flip turkey out of NATO into the BRICS. I think it is very possible and could happen suddenly if it does.
Then much of eastern europe NATO (esp former ussr/Warsaw Pact) all quit too - because it is a stupid antiquated instiution that has not had a rational strategic reason of existence since the fall of the Berlin wall.  nato is not world's army the blue hats in the UN are.
Timing - Putin put them at sea when he knew he would have a four month window of no real response from usa because of the  elections.
They will have proved they are back as a true blue sea navy, anf kicked some ass, and shored up crucial geostrategic along the way.
I feel no portence of WWIII but instead feel this is a macho country saying "we be back motherfucka!"
and the advanced cyber and ground/space/ship-to-shore warfare eqpt of china, russia (less so india) is getting really good, and hits all the achilles heels of nato/USSA, efficiently, cheaply, and on the button.

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Good to hear a report from the homeland. Wish I could say more, but the kid is waiting for a ride to a friend's house. Lot's to comment on if I can find time.

I don't have much time, but I did have to comment on how dramtically our media has decayed since [probably] we invaded Iraq. I pinpoint that moment as it seems about time that our media became overtly propagandized in order squelch all dissent opposing western imperialism. Since that time, our own public media (NPR, PBS) have become media outlets for the deep state/banking cartel. Good to hear there are still enough people in the UK who recognize BS and are willing to put up a fight against it. Can't say that about the US as the population here has been so thoroughly brainwashed and dumbed-down the deep state can tell 'em to jump off cliff and they'll happily comply. Critical thinking has become a lost art in these parts.

That said, in these Orwellian times I still look to British drama and documentaries for escapism. But lately, quality British drama seems to be drying up as well. Hope it's not a case of globalism eliminating national culture, but somehow I think they're related. Screw the EU. God save the Queen.

Angela seems to be the Deutscher Maggie Thatcher and we avoided our USAttila the Hen with Trumpo the Clown.  Nationalism has been the usual response to socialism and of course the Germans came up with their own inventive hybrid years ago.  Now the US Nazis have big shoes, honk noses and fright wigs- so it's difficult to take them seriously- even if they are armed.  Arm2geddon when i see the rise of urban campers everywhere.  This shit's serious-- and the "political process" isn't addressing it *at all.*  Corporate media sez unemployment is down, market is up.   

The unemployment numbers don't reflect the working population any more than the stock market reflects the economy. It's a fun house mirror held up by the for-profit clicks-and-eyeballs media to mask a monetary system that started imploding at least 10 years ago... along with the spectacle "ideology" that has dominated the century... since the last economic revolution exactly 100 years ago. 

Corp. Dem's Purge Bernie Progressives From DNC
https://youtu.be/_nX6bI-NWUw
Candidate For NYC Mayor Banned From Debates
https://youtu.be/SbatGzQq8bQ

It's been a circus for at least 40 years. And Trumpo the Clown is now the barker. RepubliCrats Inc. (The$Party) has written the script... and we all get on our marks and play every day. Progressives have been covering the Circus for a long time now.

You're still rockin' it, jeb. I'd still be hard-pressed to name someone whose writing I enjoy more than yours.

One writer I have become fond of lately is 'rogue journalist', Caitlin Johnstone on Medium. Here's a sample of her work...

How To Criticize Trump Without Being An Establishment Hack

https://medium.com/@caityjohnstone/how-to-criticize-trump-without-b...

Psychographics 101     

 
 
somebody hears you. you know that. you know that.
somebody hears you. you know that inside.
someone is learning the colors of all your moods, to
(say just the right thing and) show that you’re understood.
here you’re known.

leave your life open. you don’t have. you don’t have.
leave your life open. you don’t have to hide.
someone is gathering every crumb you drop, these
(mindless decisions and) moments you long forgot.
keep them all.

let our formulas find your soul.
we’ll divine your artesian source (in your mind),
marshal feed and force (our machines will)
to design you a perfect love—
or (better still) a perfect lust.
o how glorious, glorious: a brand new need is born.

now we possess you. you’ll own that. you’ll own that.
now we possess you. you’ll own that in time.
now we will build you an endlessly upward world,
(reach in your pocket) embrace you for all you’re worth.

is that wrong?
isn’t this what you want?
amen
 

Today was Rosa's 154th birthday.   

little girls playing in a shop, as they always do turn everything into play given five seconds of extra time and being allowed to move and chatter; it is an old fashioned shop of haberdashery and other interesting things. a dream, Waldo, a dream this morning leaving me transfixed under the sheets, one eye open upon daylight. "Arrest him, arrest him.". I am begging the assistants to help me manage the man I have pinioned and dragged upright in my arms to them, looking for someone awake who gives a damn, telling them "he made a box, he put a kitten in it with small toys set in place to watch, and electricity to torture and burn and music.". He smiles.

perhaps it was reading about the girls in Bimingham being tasered before being gang raped that triggered that dream, the scale of the cruelty, the subjugation and humiliation being kittens, kittens, kittens.

I thought of your Rosa again before I slept, and here my little ones, whose birthdays are swooping upon us in shortening days. We are not allowed to warn them.

Must have been Schroedinger. Rosa had been given the portal when she was born on Reformation Day.  From that point it was a line to the gate at Ypres.  Then extruded to a plane that extended scarcely 50 years of that rubber-like space-time thing.  The divots the iron spheres made in the meadow had grown over and the boys in the white tent flakes had blown away.  They rarely looked up for there was nothing there to see... but there was.  Murmuration.  Starlings.  Baby stars... like Pleiades.   

Who knows where the time goes.  

 

Grandad was buried alive for three days in France, upside down with his legs sticking out.
Then he went home to marry his dead friend's betrothed.

She was one of the little people, as tall as a child of seven.

he was more than six foot tall, traumatised, and had been the only boy with eleven or twelve it's the gap between that makes us sisters brother mine

and his father died slowly at home of his injuries, so there wasn't a pension

they made themselves into teachers, some,

those daughters, daughters,

of miners,

that were not men, but sang beside them, arm in arm,

making a garland of their lives together, all in all, 

over the long years encompassing the loss of ourselves

to us.

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