parable of zionism and national insanity

Parable of Zionism and National Insanity

By Marvin X

Recent events in Israel—such as the planned building of 1,600 housing units in Arab East Jerusalem—lead us to the conclusion the Zionists are headed down a national suicide path that will surely take America, if not the world, with them. What makes their suicide a foregone conclusion is the fact they are surrounded by nations with populations more suicidal than they. The Saudi Arabian brand of Islam promoted by Al Queda is a return to Ya'am Jahiliyah or the days of ignorance before the advent of Islam in 632 AD.

The Muslim Brotherhood—Hamas and Hezbollah—are just as determined as the Jewish Zionists to execute their fanatical and dogmatic vision of the world, or in particular, the Middle East. It is a dance of death for all peoples, with no hope in sight. The more the Muslims seem ready to conclude a deal with for some semblance of a Palestinian state, the more the Zionists expand their colonial occupation of Arab land.

The recent son of a Hamas leader—who confessed being a snitch for the Zionists—said he agreed to snitch after he saw nothing shall happen regarding Palestine as long as the two sides maintain their dogmatic religiosity or archaic mythology. There can be no forward movement with such backward notions of history of aboriginal ownership based on mythology and religiosity, e.g., the Chosen people of God poppycock. At least the Arabs come from the reality that they were brazenly removed from their homeland. How does one make peace with someone who has seized your homeland and relegated you to refugee camps within and outside your original space, especially when the occupation is based on injuries inflicted by someone else (Hitler)? Why should Arabs suffer for what Nazis did to the Jews?

The Arabs say they shall fight to the death to reclaim their land, with Hamas fighting for every inch of land taken, no matter how long it takes. It took 200 years before Saladin removed the last Crusaders! What is amazing is that the Zionists have a nuclear arsenal and the greatest army in the Middle East, if not the world—at least until Hezbollah fought them to a standstill in Lebanon (a feat greater than the combined Arab armies in several wars against the Zionists)—yet all we hear is the need for security. What more security do you need? You have bombs, planes, tanks, soldiers, bio-chemical weapons of mass destruction, what more security do you need? Would tightening the grip on the Arab concentration camps suffice, i.e., will the Wall you are building satisfy your security needs, or a checkpoint on every block, every mile?

No matter the intractable positions on both sides, we are nearing a conclusion on this matter, yes, in spite of the duplicity of all concerned, the Zionists, their American sycophants, and the quisling Muslim governments in Egypt, Saudi Arabia, Jordan and the Gulf States. Also, we cannot ignore the critical role of Iran in this drama, with their support of Hamas and Hezbollah for matters of their mythological dreams. We have a prescription for full blown Armageddon.

Let the fundamental Christians rejoice along with the 12vers in Iran who joyfully and anxiously await the return of the 12th Imam or Mahdi, while the Christians savor the return of their Messiah with the destruction of Jerusalem, or with a more dramatic total destruction of the Middle East. And so we now await the final Holocaust to usher in the new era of peace in the world.

15 March 2010

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COUNTERPOINTS: THE HEALTHLESSNESS OF HOMELESSNESS

By J. Douglas Allen-Taylor

http://www.safero.org/counterpoints/counterpoints075.html

The good news is that Oakland appears to have finally turned our attention to the crisis of homelessness in the city.

The bad news is that the impetus for much of this new urgency to “do something” about “the problem” is an odd coalition of those who want to help the homeless and those who want to get rid of them, coalescing around a growing concern to eliminate those homeless camps and tent cities along our streets in our vacant fields and lots and frontage roads, either to eventually get their residents into shelters, first, and then permanent housing, or else to “get these devils hence,” to borrow from Cousin Matthew, either out of the city or just out of our sight.

But the fact is, even though the homeless camps and tent cities have only recently entered the consciousness of most Oakland residents, they are the product of complex social forces that have been building for decades, and continue to build and press against our social fabric. To try to get rid of these camps and tent cities is like trying to mop the water off the bathroom floor without turning off the faucet that caused the bathtub to overflow in the first place. You can mop all you want, the water will continue to flow until the tap is turned shut.

Unfortunately, the tap of social forces that created and continues to create more homeless in Oakland cannot be fixed by some simple twist of hand and metal. Absent a cataclysmic intervention by some major outside forces—such as the world war that put America to work and pulled its economy out of the Depression of the 1930’s—“ending” the forces that created Oakland’s current homeless crisis is going to take some thought, some careful planning, and more than a few decades of hard work that will certainly go past the lifetimes of many of the people reading this piece.

And so, just like with open air drug markets or prostitution strolls, the most pressing call from any community—and the one which often gets translated directly to action by the politicians who represent that community—is to “get them off my corner.” Actually, getting a tent city or homeless camp removed from any given location is easily done. Police clear out the tent city at 85th and International about once every three or four weeks, on a regular schedule. After posting a warning notice several days in advance, the police stand around while city workers pile discarded belongings and trash into trucks, and then a fire truck comes by to use its hoses to wash away whatever residue is left behind on the streets. The camp residents wait around the corner with their preferred stuff in shopping carts and garbage bags and, when the operation is completed and the police and city workers have all left, return to reoccupy the spot they have only temporarily vacated. Come back within an hour, and you would never know that a city “clean-up and evacuation” operation ever took place.

Clearing up a particular site permanently requires a lot more effort and expenditure of city resources, but is doable. The problem is, without a comprehensive plan and program for an overall homeless solution, permanently clearing a particular site or corner only means driving the homeless folks to another site or corner, until they reach one where the community is less organized or less persuasive, the politicians less pressed, and, therefore, where the problem squats and stays.

In other words, there is no quick fix to the homeless camps and tent cities, not until we reach an ultimate solution to what is causing these settlements to spring up in the first place.

But while we are working on long-term solutions, there is an immediate crisis that can be solved in the short run, and must be addressed and attacked now, for the good of us all. And that is the crisis of uncollected waste growing out of the homeless camps. It is a crisis that threatens the health of every citizen of the City of Oakland.

Before this brings a renewal of the “blame it on the homeless” game, some thoughts.

Let us deal with two truisms, both of which are universal to the human condition, regardless of caste or color or nationality, and whether one is the richest of the rich or among the most downtrodden.

First, attribute it to either the vagaries of evolution or the design of whatever creator one believes in, human beings have a decidedly inefficient system of energy intake. Our bodies make use of only a portion of the food and liquid that we consume. The rest is cast off in the form of feces and urine.

Second, modern times have exacerbated what has always been a fact of human life: even the hungry don’t often eat absolutely everything that is put before us. Peels, seeds, plate and package scrapings, and various other leavings (what the old folks used to call “scraps”) are all left behind after every snack or meal.

  Collectively, these two sets of castoffs from our food and liquid consumption make up what we call “waste.” Left untreated or undisposed of or both for even short spaces of time, both types of waste degrade into rancid matter that either pass on diseases on their own or attract disease-causing vermin such as flies or rats.

Folks from the outside observing the tent cities and homeless camps almost always take note of the escalating piles of waste and often unfairly attribute this solely to the general “nastiness” of the camp residents themselves.

 But let’s not get it twisted. Tent city occupants are not androids all manufactured to same specifications. They are folks thrown together from many elements of modern society for many different reasons, the only real condition that they all have in common is that they all occupy a tent city or a homeless camp together on any given day.

And so I have seen some of the nastiest people in the world living in these camps, and at the same time, I have seen the most fastidious. I have seen both men and women pull down their pants or hike up their dresses and panties respectively and urinate or defecate against a wall within a few steps from where they sleep every night, or sometimes directly next to their bedding. I have seen people toss their food leavings into the sidewalk and the street, not caring where they land. And at the same time, I have come out in the early hours just after dawn and seen homeless camp residents collect the trash and garbage that has been strewn about overnight, and sweep down the sidewalk around their makeshift homes, sometimes spreading out a cupful of bleach in advance to get rid of the smells and the waste residue, doing their best under extraordinarily difficult conditions to keep their surroundings clean.

Whichever the case, residents of established communities should be cautioned of looking down our noses at the trash generated by the homeless. Because without the presence of modern waste utilities—both garbage collection and water and sewage—our own neighborhoods would look and feel and smell very similar to these homeless communities.

We in the larger community outside of the camps defecate and urinate in our toilets and hit the handle, and give little thought to what happens after the waste product gets flushed away. We collect our garbage first in plastic bags that generally reside in a plastic container under the kitchen sink and then, when the bags get too full, take them out to the Waste Management containers at the side of our houses until, once a week, set the containers out on the sidewalk so that the Waste Management workers can take it away.

But without EBMUD and Waste Management to take care of it, what would happen to that waste?

Years ago, when I lived for a time back in the deep country, folks had outhouses for “going to the bathroom,” and burnt their garbage in piles a little distance from their houses. That worked in the country. But how many people in the city of Oakland have any idea how to build a working outhouse or maintain it in a sanitary condition, even if such structures and their use weren’t illegal in an urban setting? And burning our garbage in our yards—if we even have a yard—is similarly out of the question.

Absent utilities like EBMUD and Waste Management, we’d have to spend a good portion of our weeks figuring out how to dispose of the waste ourselves. The truth is, most of us would not know how to handle it, any more than the people in the homeless camps and tent cities do.

Most residents of homeless camps and tent cities are far from toilet facilities. And even when such facilities at business establishments are nearby, they are generally banned to anybody but customers. A few of the homeless settlements have portable toilets, but not many. So where, exactly, are these folks supposed to let their body wastes go?

Meanwhile, because they are not tied into the brick-and-mortar residence-based city waste disposal system, waste disposal in the homeless camps and tent cities is not serviced by Waste Management in the manner in which it is serviced in the rest of the city. In locations like the 85th Avenue/International tent city in East Oakland, with which I am most familiar, some arrangement has been made with city officials that if trash is bagged up in proper plastic containers and left on the corner, it will be eventually picked up by city personnel. “Eventually” is the operative word, and many times the bags are not picked up until someone complains to the city.

Besides staying out in the open longer than the trash in our Waste Management outdoor containers, this bagged-up trash on the corner is not nearly as secure, so it is subject to frequent rifling through by rodents and cats and human scavengers, who often tear holes in the bags or leave the tops open so that trash gets spread out over the pavement and out into the gutters and streets.

As should be obvious, this waste and human by-product from the homeless camps and tent cities left out and un-disposed-of in such a manner for so long a time attracts and spreads disease. This happens first among the residents of the tent cities and homeless camps themselves. But many such waste-fermented diseases are airborne, and are carried on the air into the neighborhoods beyond, first in the immediate vicinity of the tent cities and homeless camps, eventually into the general city surrounding.

Does this sound frightening? It should. But unlike the complications of the homeless camps and tent cities themselves, the problem of the waste emanating from these settlements has a clear, if not necessarily “easy,” solution.

First, make portable toilets available at every established tent city and homeless camp in the city, and operate a system to maintain them and keep them clean.

Second, establish a regular, weekly system of garbage disposal in every established tent city and homeless camp in the city, using the regular closeable hard plastic containers that every Oakland residence has, rather than plastic bags.

Third, establish a regular, city and county-sponsored program of health inspections and mitigations in the tent cities and homeless camps, including health-oriented treatments for the folks living in them, not as an excuse to shut them down—which we’ve already established as a fruitless endeavor in the short run—but as a way to make them healthier places for the people living there.

These things shouldn’t be a substitute for a program to end the conditions that created the homeless camps and tent cities in the first place, but can and should be done while we’re working on that long-term solution.

Yes, this is going to take some money. And yes, this is going to take some time and effort, and some inconvenience. But the health of many of our fellow citizens is at stake. The health of all of us is at stake. And if we don’t put in money or effort for a cause such as that, what are we saving it for?

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Parable of the Bitch Package by Marvin X

Parable of the Bitch Package

Every dope fiend wants the bitch package because the bitch package is fat, often double the size of the package given to males, mainly because the dope man wants to get at the bitch, get to the pussy, so when the bitch comes to buy dope, he will juice her package so he might have a shot at the pussy. He will never give the male the bitch package unless the dealer is gay, but usually the male dealer will automatically give a female a little extra. The female knows that if she comes to the dope man with five dollars she can get ten dollars worth of dope, if not more. Of course if she turns a trick with the dope man, she can get dope in exchange for her funky thang!

When I was a Crack fiend and brothers had to cop for me since I didn't know the dope man, I would tell my friend, "Tell that nigguh to give you the bitch package, tell him you got a bitch outside so he will juice me up," and most times it worked. Of course this is sexual or gender discrimination in the dope game, but it is what it is!

FYI, in terms of psycho-linguistics, as language is fluid and dynamic, the term bitch came to mean a male and/or female. As per dope recovery, we believe in the harm-reduction model, not total abstinence  since most dope fiends relapse from time to time. Furthermore, drugs should be legalized, prostitution as well!
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the symbiosis of poets and politicians

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Poets and politicians are most often antagonistic since the poet thrives on truth while the politician is the master of lies, thus their relationship is symbiotic at best unless he becomes the politician's sycophant for a few crumbs to enjoy an ephemeral state of elitism, which lasts until the politician is defeated or jailed for corruption, at which time the poet stands around with his dick in his hand and heart racing. Thus it is best for the poet, i.e., artist, to keep a psychic and physical distance from the politician.

While lies and deception are the life blood of the politician, the poet thrives on beauty and truth. Dr. Julia Hare said,"I know of no politician that has truth at the top of their agenda."  Around the world, poets, writers, artists are often killed, jailed or exiled for telling the truth, especially about politicians, rarely are they accused of lying. Usually, it is the politicians, in league with their sycophants, who lie
about the poets, especially when poetic truth exposes their lies to the people.



Of former President Obama, Dr. Cornel West said,"We must respect him, but we must check him!" Politicians, in their arrogance and delusional sense of power, hate to be put in check, thus they will try to isolate the poet from the people. The poet need only stand on the truth and he shall win in the end. As Francis Bacon said"Truth will not make you rich, but it will make you free!"
--Marvin X

Marvin X's fictional interview with Prez Obama

Marvin X, Thank you Mr. President for agreeing to meet with me.

Prez, The pleasure is all mine. I've been reading your blogs and find them quite interesting.

MX, I hope you don't say what Minister Farrakhan said about my comments on him.

Prez, What did he say?

MX, He said I raked him over the coals.

Prez, I agree with Minister Farrakhan. You can be quite hard hitting.

MX, They call me the sledgehammer.

Prez, Indeed you are.

MX, Call it tough love.

Prez, OK.

MX, Furthermore, I supported you wholeheartedly from the beginning. You obviously haven't seen my book Pull Yo Pants Up fada Black Prez and Yoself.

Prez, No I haven't.

MX, But I must agree with our mutual friend Dr. Cornell West. I'm sure you are aware that he said we must protect you, respect you, but check you.

Prez, Yes, I heard his remarks. And you know what I said, "You brothers need to cut me some slack."

MX, Prez, you don't need slack. You need us riding your back like Roy Rogers on Trigger.

Prez, Don't you think I have enough pressure on me?

MX, Well, I once forced the resignation of the president of Fresno State University. Well, actually he said he was pressured from above (Gov. Ronald Reagan) and below (student protests after the college refused to hire me). So we see you are the type of guy who must be pressured from above and below, from the right and the left.

Prez, How much pressure you think a person in my position can take?

MX, You got Mechelle to chill you out!

Prez, You're right about that.

MX, But I wrote about her putting a foot in your ass when you get weak.

Prez, I don't think that's necessary

MX, Well, you seem to capitulate at every turn. You call it the nature of politics, of course.

Prez, Well, I certainly don't call it capitulation. That's a bit harsh. I try to negotiate and compromise with my opposition.

MX, Prez, It seems to me you give in too quickly, sometimes when it ain't even necessary.

Prez, Marvin, it's the nature of the beast I'm dealing with.

MX, Ever heard of playing hardball? I mean I was happy you got the health insurance plan through but at what price, selling out to the insurance lobby?

Prez, I don't call it selling out, it was compromise, the best we could do under the circumstances.

MX, Prez, why have you not created a jobs program? You bailed out the banks and corporations but not the people, why?

Prez, Marv, you know I have a most difficult job and we tried a stimulus package, and it worked to some extent.

MX, But, Prez, there are still millions of unemployed. Yet at the same time you are promising terrorist jobs in Iraq and Afghanistan if they lay down their arms. Should the American unemployed take up arms to get your attention?

Prez, Marv, please, what are you suggesting, revolution?

MX, If that's what it takes to get you to consider the consent of the governed. Is not the first priority of this nation the people, not corporations and banks?

Prez, Well, corporations are people now.

MX, Prez, you know what I mean.

Prez, Of course.

MX, How can you provide funds for educating, housing and employing terrorists abroad but not at home? It just doesn't make sense, Mr. Prez.

Prez, You're right, Marv.

MX, Now you're getting ready to raise one billion dollars to keep your job, but you can't find a few billion for the millions of unemployed

Prez, You're right, Marv. I can do better. Let me regroup with my advisers and think about it.

MX, Yeah, Prez, I want to support you reelection but I find it most difficult. And the brothers on the street as well. They were happy when you won, they said it was great to know they could look up to someone besides a rapper. But lately they are saying fuck you, Mr. Prez.

Prez, I'm sorry to hear that.

MX, You should know this is what they're saying, Fuck you!

Prez, I often wonder about the mood in the hood.

MX, You should wonder before something terrible happens to your country because of your neglect and misplaced priorities. Can I ask you something personal?

Prez, Go for it!

MX, Do you feel like a white man or black man?

Prez, Well, when I'm with Mechelle, I feel black. When I'm with my Secretary of State, Hilliary, I feel white.

MX, I thought Hillary was black, along with her husband, Dirty Bill.

Prez, Marv, let's not name call, please.

MX, OK. On a more serious matter, how long did you know Osama bin Laden was in Pakistan?

Prez, We had him under surveillance for some time.

MX, Years, months?

Prez, a long time.

MX, Should I congratulate you for slaying the dragon?

Prez, That's up to you.

MX, Well, you probably deserve a feather in your cap. A couple of Brownie points.

Prez, Marv, thanks.

MX, But, Prez, where's the body?

Prez, We threw it in the ocean.

MX, C'mon, Prez, do I look like Willie Foofoo?

Prez, Marv, we did, trust me.

MX, Prez, I'm an ex-dope fiend. I know how people lie.

Prez, Marv, are you calling me a liar?

MX, I didn't say that, Prez, but my elder, Dr. Nathan Hare, taught the fictive theory. Everything the white man (and black man or white/black man) says is fiction until proven to be a fact. Where are the facts, Prez?

Prez, Marv, trust me. We thought it best to dispose of the body in the ocean.

MX, But who's going for this, Prez, it sounds shaky.

Prez, We concluded that was the best way to end the matter of a man who murdered three thousand Americans.

MX, Prez, how many Muslims have you murdered since you became President?

Prez, I can't answer that.

MX, Between Iraq, Afghanistan and Pakistan, how many, especially with the collateral damage?

Prez, Can't answer that. It was all in defense of America.

MX, Is a few ignorant men living in mountain caves really a threat to America?

Prez, They can be.

MX, C'mon, Prez. Let's change the channel. What happened with the closing of Gitmo?

Prez, We tried but couldn't pull it off.

MX, What about the secret prisons in America?

Prez, I'm not aware of them.

MX, Maybe you should check with homeland security?

Prez, Our priority is the safety of Americans.

MX, Does this include murdering American citizens rather than bringing them to trial?

Prez, Not necessarily.

MX, What about the man in Yemen you are trying to kill who is an American citizen?

Prez, He's a special case.

MX, But he's an American.

Prez, Marv, don't press the issue.

MX, That's exactly what I'm doing.

Prez, Don't press it, Marv.

MX, Let's discuss the Middle East for a moment. I've written about your speech in Cairo and Indonesia. I've imagined what you will say about Muslims tomorrow, May 19. You know as long as you occupy one inch of Muslim land there shall be Muslims who view you as a Crusader and they will vow to fight you to the death.

Prez, Marv, I'm aware how Muslims feel about us occupying their lands. And we plan to vacate all Muslim lands at the earliest possible date.

MX, Does this include having your friends in Israel do the same?

Prez, Well, that's a matter for the Israelis, not us.

MX, But you are their very best friend. You support them right or wrong, true?

Prez, I wouldn't say that. But we have an enduring relationship.

MX, Don't you see the day is rapidly arriving when they cannot claim to be the only democracy in the area, that they will bow down to the God of Justice, not peace but justice?

Prez, Events are rapidly changing in North Africa and the Middle East. Therefore we must all make a paradigm shift in our thinking and behavior, including Israel.

MX, What about your friends in Saudi Arabia?

Prez, They will need to make substantial changes as well.

MX, And Bahrain?

Prez, It's a special case. We have strategic interests there.

MX, You seem to be saying America practices selective suffering. You now support the Egyptian revolution, the Tunisian, Yemen, but not in Saudi Arabia or Israel, Jordan, Bahrain.

Prez, Marv, we have our interests that must be secured first.

MX, What if and when these nations explode in your face, overnight, as is happening as we speak. Seems like you'll be running after the football or playing catchup?

Prez, We'll do what we must when we must.

MX, Thank you, Mr. Prez.

--Marvin X

5/18/11

Parable of the Parrot

       

By  Marvin X

The king wanted parrots around him. He wants all his ministers to wear parrot masks. He said he had to do the same for the previous king. He only said what the king wanted to hear, nothing more, so he advised his ministers to do the same. In fact, they must encourage the people to become parrots.

Yes, he wanted a nation of parrots. Don't say anything the kings does not want to hear. Everything said should be music to his ears. And don't worry, he will tell you exactly what he wants to hear in his regular meetings and public addresses to the nation. Everyone will be kept informed what parrot song to sing. No one must be allowed to disagree with the king. This would be sacrilegious and punishable by death.

The king must be allowed to carry out the dreams that come to his head. No one else should dream, only the king. In this manner, according to the king, the people can make real progress. There shall always be ups and downs, but have faith in the king and everything will be all right. Now everyone sing the national anthem, the king told the people.

There must be a chorus of parrots, a choir, mass choir singing in perfect unity. Let there be parrots on every corner of the kingdom, in every branch and tree. Let all the boys sing like parrots in the beer halls. Let the preacher lead the congregation in parrot songs. Let the teachers train students to sound like parrots. Let the university professors give good grades to those who best imitate parrot sounds. Let the journalists allow no stories over the airwaves and in print if they do not have the parrot sound.

The king was happy when the entire nation put on their parrot masks. Those who refused suffered greatly until they agreed to join in. The state academics and intellectuals joined loudly in parroting the king's every wish. Thank God the masses do not hear them pontificate or read their books. After all, these intellectual and academic parrots are well paid, tenured and eat much parrot seed.

Their magic song impresses the bourgeoisie who have a vested interest in keeping the song of the parrot alive. Deep down in the hood, in the bush, the parrot song is seldom heard, only the sound of the hawk gliding through the air in stone silence looking for a parrot to eat.

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