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TAKE YOUR PICK

19 May

Do we want to see a resurgence like they had at the turn of the 20th Century?

Do we want to make AMERICA GREAT AGAIN?

 

 

Or do we want the welfare state to take us back to this?

 

It will be your choice!

God save the USA (Proper Revisit for Today)

4 Nov

 

GOD SAVE THE USA

by Waldo Tomosky on Thursday, August 11, 2011 at 4:35pm

I just saw an empty man,,

Make an empty speech,

He once said “Yes we can”,

But now he does beseech,

The congressmen and women,

On both sides of the isle,

“Please won’t you come together?”

“So I can save my style?”

“I’ve tried to be ambiguous”,

“I have not made a decision”,

He sold out the Dems in congress,

With sureness and precision.

He made them do the dirty work,

While he smiled and winked at all,

Nancy beguiled by a quirky smirk,

Harry wooed by a Whitehouse call.

Boehner wept with ego and pride,

As the tea party leaders and goats,

Marched, sang and chanted outside,

And The Fed printed bond-notes,

While Gerstner re-figured his taxes,

The Pres took another vacation,

And the Repubs sharpened their axes,

The Hoi Polloi voiced consternation,

“Screw them all, We’ve had enough”,

“I think anarchy may have a point”,

“Let’s all get edgy, smarmy and tough”,

Then they collectively lit up a joint,

And they sadly said “Goodby my lovely USA”,

I’m moving to China or Kazakstan,

Where unions don’t demand high pay,

I’ll have a job and act like a man,

“God save the USA.”

  • © Copyright – Waldo Tomosky

The House of O

26 Oct

 

Apologies to Jorge Luis Borges


(Borges, Jorge Luis. 1964. The house of Asteron. In Labyrinths: Selected Stories and Other Writings, ed. Donald A. Yates and James E. Irby, London: Penguin. pp. 170-172)


§

And the queen gave birth to a child who was called “O”.

 
Apollodorus Bibliotecha III, I

 
I know you will accuse me of arrogance, and perhaps misanthropy, and perhaps of madness.

 
Such accusations, for which I shall exact punishment in due time, are derisory.

 
It is true that I never leave my idealism, but it is also true that its lies, whose numbers are fourteen (Footnote 1), are offered day and night to men and to women as well. Anyone may listen.

 
You will hear only pomp and gallant court formality; however, you will find no quiet and solitude. And you will also find an idealism like no other on the face of this earth.

 
There are those who declare there is a similar one in Europe, but they lie.

 
Even my detractors admit there is not one single piece of truth in the house. Another ridiculous falsehood has it that I, O, am a prisoner of my idealism. Shall I repeat that there are pens, shall I add that there are phones?

 
Besides, one afternoon I did step into reality. I returned before nightfall. I did so because of the fear that the faces of the common people inspired in me. These faces are as discolored and thin as the bones of one’s finger.

 
They challenge my idealism.

 
The sun had already set, but the helpless crying of a child and the rude supplications of the faithful told me I had been recognized. The people prayed, fled, prostrated themselves; some climbed onto the minaret of the mosques, others gathered stones. One of them, I believe, hid himself beneath the sea.

 
Not for nothing was my mother a queen; I cannot be confused with the populace, though my petulance might so desire. The fact is that that I am unique. I am not interested in what one man may transmit to other men.

 
Like the philosopher I think that nothing is communicable by the art of writing; only rhetoric will suffice.

 
Bothersome and trivial details have no place in my spirit, which is prepared for all that is vast and grand.

 
I have never retained the difference between one lie and another. A certain generous impatience has not permitted that I learn to be honest. Sometimes I deplore this, for the nights and days are long.

 

Of course, I am not without distractions. Like the ram about to charge, I run through many speeches until I fall dizzy to the floor. I crouch in the shadow of Marx, or around a corner, or pretend I am being followed by the masses. There are policy errors from which I let myself fall until I am bloody. At any time I can pretend to be asleep, with my eyes closed and my breathing heavy.

 
Sometimes I really sleep; sometimes the reality of the world has changed when I open my eyes.

 
But of all the games, I prefer the one about the other O. I pretend that he comes to visit me and that I show him my house. With great deference I say to him “Now we shall never return to Iraq” or “Now we shall come out with another sanction” Or “I knew you would wait until my re-election” or “Now you will see a land that is filled with energy” or “You will soon see how the web of deceit branches out”.

 
Sometimes I make a mistake and the two of us laugh heartily.

 

Not only have I imagined these games, I have also meditated on the House of Representatives. All parties of the house are repeated many times, one party is like another party. There is no one party, court, pork trough, or leader; the leaders, pork troughs, courts, reflecting pools are fourteen (Footnote 1) in number. The house is the same size as the nation; or rather it is the nation. However, by dint of exhausting the courts with decrees, and ensured the dusty gray galleries of the incumbents I have reached the street and seen the temple of the scimitars and the sand.

 
I did not understand this until a night vision revealed to me that the sands and mosques are also fourteen (Footnote 1) in number. Everything is repeated many times, fourteen times (Footnote 1) , but two things in the world seem to be repeated only once: now the house of O, tomorrow the world.

 
Perhaps I have created the stars and the sun and this enormous house, but I no longer remember.

 

Every fourteen (Footnote 1) years nine men enter the house so that I may deliver them from evil. I hear their steps or their voices in the depths of the stone galleries and I run joyfully to find them. The ceremony lasts a few minutes. They fall one after another without my having to bloody my hands. They remain where they fell and their bodies help distinguish one gallery from another.

 
I do not know who they are, but I know that one of them prophesied, at the moment of his death, that someday my redeemer would come. Since then my loneliness does not pain me, because I know my redeemer lives and he will finally rise above the dust.

 
If my ear could capture all the sounds of the nation, I should hear his steps. I hope he will take me to a place with fewer galleries, fewer lies. What will my redeemer be like? I ask myself. Will he be a bull or a man? Will he perhaps be a bull with the face of a man?

 

Or will he be magnificent; like me?

 

The morning sun reverberated from the republic’s sword. There was no longer even a vestige of blood. “Would you believe it, Ariadne?” said Theseus “The O scarcely defended himself.”

 
 Footnote 1: The original says fourteen, but there is ample reason to infer that, as used by O, this numeral stands for infinite.

 

Ace of Spades

POLITICIANS

24 Apr

POLITICIANS

What they want
and
What they should have

1. They want a raise

Democratic Representative Jim Moran of Virginia wants to raise the salary for members of Congress.
“I think the American people should know that the members of Congress are underpaid,” Moran told CQ Roll Call. “I understand that it’s widely felt that they underperform, but the fact is that this is the board of directors for the largest economic entity in the world.”

 

2. They want extended terms

President Obama said in a speech to supporters that he wished to seek an unprecedented 3rd term as Commander in Chief. Flanked by a few of his most ardent Democrat supporters in Congress he announced the urgency to repeal a portion of the Constitution which forbids the president from seeking a 3rd term.

Obama stated:

“I would put [my administration] up against any prior administration since FDR,” Obama said. “We didn’t ask for the challenges that we face, but we don’t shrink from them either.” He continued, “And the truth is, it will take more than a few years for us to solve challenges that have built up over decades. It will require common effort, shared responsibility, and the kind of bold, persistent experimentation that Franklin Roosevelt pursued during the only crisis worse than this one

 

3. Congressional members are only Part timers

112 Days for the House of Representatives

House of Representatives Calendar

 

172 Days for the Senate

Senate Calendar

 

4. All congress members should stay home all year.

a. Because most of them are spending time in their states and districts we should force them to stay at home.
b. This would save money in special housing/food/etc. that they claim on their Washington DC expense accounts.
c. Money would be saved in travel expenses because they would have little or no need to travel.

 

5. This would reduce Washington DC to a Village

a. Money spent on extravagant gyms, spas, barber shops and restaurants would no longer be used.
b. The money saved would be given to “not for profits” that support wounded soldiers.
c. The “camp followers” that use Washington DC for their own profit would leave town. (No more dancing girls leaping from congressional limos when the paparazzi shows up)

 

6. We will buy one copy of “Go To Meeting” for each senator, representative and POTUS (and also one for each of their staff members).

a. If industry can use remote meeting tools such as this I see no reason why congress can not do so also.

 

7. Lobby members please don’t feed the animals!

a. Lobbying offices would only be allowed to have offices in the districts that their targets reside in.
b. No lobby offices would be allowed in Washington DC. (If this did not reduce the number it would at least dilute it)

Not so green mansions

25 Jun

Green mansions riva

A PERVERSION OF W. H. HUDSON’S SECOND PARAGRAPH, CHAPTER 1,
“GREEN MANSIONS”

Every nation, someone remarks, has the government it deserves, and the United States certainly has the one it deserves and that suits it best. We call it a republic, not only because it is not one, but also because a thing must have a name; and to have a good name, or a fine name, is very convenient–especially when you want to borrow money.

If the United States citizens, thinly distributed over an area of three and one-half a million square miles, are ten percent politically illiterate, half-thinking, and on the dole, – – – but if they were thoughtful, intelligent men, zealous only for the public good, it would be possible for them to have a real republic.

They have, instead, a government by cliques, tempered by revolution; and a very good government it could be, in harmony with the physical conditions of the country and the national temperament.

Now, it happens that the educated men, representing your more thoughtful classes, are so few these days, that there are not many persons unconnected by ties of blood or marriage with prominent members of the political groups to which they belong. By this you will see how easy and almost inevitable it is that we should become accustomed to look on conspiracy and revolt against the two reigning parties–the men of other cliques — as only in the natural order of things.

In the event of failure such outbreaks are punished, but they are not regarded as immoral. On the contrary, men of the highest intelligence and virtue among us are seen taking a leading part in these adventures.

Whether such a condition of things is intrinsically wrong or not, or would be wrong in some circumstances and is not wrong, because inevitable, in others, I cannot pretend to decide; and all this tiresome profusion is only to enable you to understand how I—an older man of unblemished character, not a soldier by profession, not ambitious of political distinction, not wealthy for that country, not popular in society, but rather a lover of social pleasures, of books, of nature actuated, as I believed, by the highest motives, might allow myself to be drawn very readily by friends and relations into a conspiracy to overthrow the party of the moment, with the object of replacing it by more worthy men, ourselves, to wit.

Tocqueville and me; Regarding Goodfella’s

16 May

Tocqueville on Goodfella’s

 

“It seems that if despotism came to be established

in the democratic nations of our day,

it would have other characteristics:

it would be extensive and milder,

and it would degrade men

without tormenting them.”

 

 

According to me

 

“Beware those who wish to improve the lives of ordinary people.”

 

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Economics

24 Feb

Economics