Them's FIGHTIN' Words

So I'm over at the coolest solo blog on the planet, Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch, where I'm reading about H.R. 1528, “The Safe Access to Drug Treatment & Child Protection Act of 2005" - a bill introduced by James "Prince of Rats" Sensenbrenner which would incarcerate half the freakin' citizenry in another fit of - what else - drug hysteria, that tried and true past-time of the fearmongers and Chicken Little's who are calling all the shots in America these days.

In the course of my lamentations, I found myself bemoaning one of the shortcomings of the Lefty Blogosphere:

Part of my current malaise with blogging lies in my belief there’s simply no stopping the tidal wave of self-destruction washing over the United States - just as there would be no mitigation of the Third Reich in pre-WWIII Germany. So much of the poli-blogosphere is about chronicling the present, which is all well and good - hell, somebody’s gotta do it - but I see precious little preparation for what is to come. Maybe it’s not possible. Or maybe it is and we just don’t have the fortitude...

Bearing that in mind, I refer you to some philosophical musings of Skookum's Spartacus O'Neal. These two essays, in my humble opinion, are very much in need of dissemination and serious consideration by those of you who do understand the nature of the theofascist beast and its grisly influence on America's present and future.

Last Empire

and

Moral Sanction
There is a great deal of food for thought in these two works and, as such, I recommend printing them both out and reading them more than once. I'll refrain from elaborating on the ideas presented therein except to say they make a lot of people very uncomfortable, and you may or may not be one of those people. Either way, Bon appetit!