Love's in need of love today.

Love's in need of love today.

Over the last 24 days, great Britain has experienced a series of tragedies that have ripped through the heart of communities. The loss of life and the loss of trust are devastating, and i for one need to talk a little about my feelings on these events, and so move forwards with some clear answers to the lingering question of why?

The UK general 'snap' election, called by the PM also devastated and divided communities, families and friends. Although nobody died directly due to the election, it does not seem unreasonable to suggest that the two organized 'terror' attacks were somehow influenced by the timings of the atrocities, and, that it would seem to me to be the conservatives and right-wing who would benefit from such public insecurity following the attacks. Corbyn and Labour were openly attacked by opponents for being soft on security, and for wanting to negotiate rather than 'push the button'. Fortunately it seems that not all voters were tricked by fear into voting for the right. Corbyn and Labour made great gains in both votes, seats, and new membership, following the election.

The Grenfell tower fire will not be officially recognized as a 'terror' attack. However, based on the evidence building up, a combination of housing projects managers, landlords, MPs, and the PM herself, indirectly caused extreme terror and loss of life. The measure of how consciously they inflicted this terror remains to be quantified. In contrast with the certified 'terrorist attacks' only weeks before, we can begin to see how some people view government and state sponsored 'domestic' terrorism, by way of passing laws, removing free services and putting citizens at unnecessary risk (if they don't have enough money to pay for extra protection themselves).

For example, consider the drone strike, who is 'solely' responsible? those who designed built it, those who fly it, those who order the strike, those who do not speak out against it? They all played a role, but to try to figure out one individual, a scapegoat, for the larger layered complex of causation, becomes increasingly difficult in a world of technological automation. "it wasn't me, skynet did it!"

With the case of Grenfell Towers, i found a personal connection to the plight of the residents, and the local action groups calling for better safety measures, and getting consistently ignored by those who are supposed to listen and mediate the public will: MPs. I have experienced this with local government, and know many people who feel the same way. MPs have trouble listening or acting upon the will of the people, when it has regard to public infrastructure, and comes from the poorer classes.

We share the feeling that without a lobby group and a couple of million pounds it's very hard, nearly impossible to be heard, never mind actually change official policy or get what it is that you want e.g universal basic income, cap on tax loopholes for the super rich, a new swimming pool, clearer signage, legal medical and recreational cannabis)

Yes, the new digital 'clicktavism' works, and the internet can provide a way to bring up important questions, and ensure some points get a fair hearing in parliament. Plus, digital petitions can effect companies and individuals directly, when constructed well enough. Compared with trolling, however, digital petitions are but a drop in the ocean, out there in the big waves digital shit stirrers can now impact the minds of the people in ways both 'clicktavists' and politicians can only dream of.

Enter (the media) or better yet, the UK tabloid press, spearheaded by the wig three; The Sun, The Daily Mail and the Daily Express, and followed by a 'shatalogue' of publications and broadshits that get their kicks from churning up of the emotions, like a good poet, but in order to sell more shit, and/or influence your vote on behalf of the biggest donor, usually the 'Conservative and Unionist Party', based on all previous spending figures.

There is a hatred going around--and an undefinable counter-force made of love, understanding, knowledge and imagination--which disturbs me. A language of violence and retribution which i've only ever witnessed first hand in some movies and violent TV shows. A surge of people who once never even contemplated writing, now make pale threats and loud mouthed accusations, often racist, sexist, bigoted and always overly subjective, on social media platforms.

I am personally worried about this phenomena, and hope to draw attention to it, and open up a conversation. We need to talk about the far right. We need to talk about white privilege. We need to talk about race, identity, place and certitude. It's too easy to have fun together, a little chit chat, a shared picture here, and a nice tune there. Meanwhile underneath, hatred and venom brew. Perhaps Facebook is not the arena for this conversation. I envision something along the lines of a far-right rehabilitation zone. With the finest collection of comedians, neuroscientists, logicians, poets and public speakers that can roll with any punch thrown, and yet still never take oneself too seriously. To bring up the comic side, to balance with the trending tragic, and to sprinkle all with love light and laughter.

"It's up to you, cause, love's in need of love today, don't delay, send yours in right away, hate going around, breaking many hearts, stop me please, before it's gone to far."--Stevie Wonder, Love's In Need Of Love Today.


--Steve Fly

Amsterdam

16/06/2017

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All thinking people oppose terrorism

one year after Brussels was bombed
London was struck by a thoughtless coward
one man with a knife
and a car and a familiar agenda
to cause a spree of terror in the minds of the people
across the mediasphere through
targeting random people
in whatever fundamentalist reality tunnel
this fucker inhabited

all thinking people oppose terrorism
the chaos of the indiscriminate
attacks so devilish in simplicity
a desperate act from a lonely suicidal
maniac driven by who knows what
kind of a broken mind?

all thinking people oppose terrorism
that species of violence and will
to kill based on inflicting a lasting fear
here, in the simplicity, lies the terror
any car and any knife could
take any human life!
both the terrorists and the state are
clear in agreement about that

all thinking people oppose terrorism
but differ on their way to stop it
and on why it started, and, what
else and who else are to blame,
violence united in violence
violence and terrorism know no
nation or religion or race or sex
be indiscriminate in equal condemnation
of terrorism and violence, and war
think different.

all thinking people oppose terrorism
stop the war stop the killing stop
the robbery stop the lies,
oppose the causes of hatred and
the demonization of entire cultures
oppose the use of theistic
terminology such as 'evil'
which plays into the hands of the devil
that master of distraction, obfuscation
and fear mongering

all thinking people oppose terrorism
some people finacially support it
keeping hands clean
selling arms to unstable lunatics to
inflict terror in another land
terror by another brand
the terrorismometer is broken

all thinking people oppose terrorism
some say that false flags are waving
terror as a set-up and a pretext for
cultural division, increase in
state powers and surveillance and
racial profiling and security investment
sheep dipped dupes and manchurian
candidates and strange coincidences
intelligence operations and....and....but

all thinking people oppose terrorism
and so explode with the opposite
everyday love bombing and attacking hate
with thermonuclear peace weapons
killing softly with his song
an unquestionable force for good
with the power of forgiveness blazing

all thinking people oppose terrorism
and should resist the rush to revenge
resist the urge to hate
let the violence become the exclusive
signiture of terrorism
all violence is degrading to the human
stop the wheels stop the killing and the
mockery and the fighting talk
and spare a thought for the victims
and their friends and families and join them
with opposing terrorism
everywhere everywhen.

"All thinking people oppose terrorism both domestic & international but one should not be used to cover the other.--Amiri Baraka

These programs were never about terrorism: they're about economic spying, social control, and diplomatic manipulation. They're about power.”--Ed Snowdon.

Nappy Muvers Dei 2014

Nappy Muvers Dei 2014

(Especially for my own mother Adelaide (Della) and for all mothers living and past.)

      Mother earth defines you well. The longest rivers and largest mountains get to the heart of you. Mother of all mothers who I gargled my very first sounds for. Mum, the first imprint that put me together, the garden of mum I grow in, the rich soil and the vast sky and fresh life water that made me real, in the flesh and in the mind, i think. Cheers for that.

For the countless thousands of hours spent tolerating my little bossy boots stomping about your house like a screaming demon, I am sincerely indebted. For my territorial pissing and poop markings, and for my emotional terrorism around the terrible twos, I commend you on not making that my career: metaphorically pissing and/or shitting on people. Thanks for not returning my many declarations of war made against you, like Lao Tzu, you kept the peace and did not fall for my infant black-mail and emotional hijacking operations. Smarter than an eye for an eye.

By demonstrating your infinite compassion for me you win every vote and always come up top trumps. In a ruff and tuff' world i imagine that unsaddled sympathy cuts through the bullshit and gets to the very heart of the matter. Mother, the great reasoning, the oral tradition, all languages and tongues of the mother, and in you, my mother. A listening ear and a improvisational skill at speaking to me in her special way, her own way, each word full of sincerity, burning like good poetry into the symbol processor, into my brain. Mind meets first word at the mothers mouth, usually love, baby, oh, 'ouchi-ku' etc. I respect you for leaving enough space in my life to re-knit the semantics and the symbols together, or bind the meaning, and the symbols together.

Furthermore, to me you reflect the open source ideal of generally matrist traits in society, open, and so opposed to the current centralized closed authority crazed, war-mad, patrist traits in contemporary society, really, you do. And this is all credit to Dad too of course too, for not over-riding your advice to me and your own ways of dealing, simply based upon his male strength. The open society is where freedom and individual rights are cherished, and where powers of authority and government are limited to protect against greedy super-powerful states shitting on everybody with bombs, soft-drinks and celebrity brainwashing. This idea reflects your tolerance of my own social explorations and your balanced mixture of good advice with allowing for a large amount of freedom to go and more or less do what I liked, when I had demonstrated that I could survive out there without you and dad. You were always kind and sweet to friends and girl friends I invited into your house, you never put me on a guilt trip concerning sex. Similar to a generally matrist society at large, sex is treated openly and without taboo. A mothers mother knows how the circle of life works intimately, as Paul Krassner once put it: fuck socialism.

What man can know what it must be like to be a mother and see her child grow into a young adult, often reverting back to infantile tactics and strategies but now deployed from a much larger body and a louder voice? Mother encourages conversation and communication, river flows free. Talking about it can work it out, she says, this reflects the motherly oral tradition, opposed to writing things down into lists and fixing ideas onto a page in alphabetical and grammatical cages, but instead speaking them, playing with the speech and finding a way to express it in the moment. Keeping your wits about you, as she would say. Still, here I fixed this writing up for your contemplation and enjoyment on mothers day. It is just as relevant tomorrow and any other day mind you.

I am ever grateful to you for turning me onto the wonders of science and astronomy at an early age, kicking off my fascination with mystery, the unknown universe and questions like ‘where did we come from?, together with a loose Darwinian model wrapped up in your own special way of putting it, often landing splatt in the face of God. Way to go mum. Yeah, your love seems far greater than that of any God or mystical entity invoked from old dusty scripture. Thank the soul of Elvis and the Beatles for showing God the door in a way that maybe Nietzsche might have enjoyed, leading us into mums kitchen for a cup of tea, and then off into a Hawking universe. Like mount Snowdon or like the great river Severn, the water and the air and the earth, you are everywhere at he root of all the good stuff, the life cycle, the life affirming principle, the chaos.

I see a connection between you and the positive stereotype of the compassionate mother figure in the way you reason with altered states of consciousness. You broke away from the pervasive thinking of your generation which states that altered states are bad, anti-social and lead to criminal behavior unless they are sanctioned by the government, like alcohol, tobacco and sugar. For a non-cannabis user to come around to a tolerant and liberal attitude towards it seems like a great achievement and exemplary stance. And not just your own son but all people who choose to alter their consciousness in any which way they please, as long as they do not interfere and do harm to others. Many so called highly educated and intelligent people do not hold this compassionate view and show no sympathy for anybody who does not abide by the laws, teachings and doctrine they believe to be true, and not just regarding altered states of consciousness but alterations of anything and everything in society.

Mothers are generally friendly to mutation, no matter what you may turn into, a mother knows intuitively it will be a temporary trend and what lies underneath the cultural clothing we dress ourselves in: the naked vulnerable and impressionable baby ape.

So the term mother probably best sums up everything really, if it came down to just one word, which it rarely does. The ultimate holistic entity, more omnipotent than God, the mama matrix most mysterious contains the reproductive fertility magic of recursion, of recycling magic that make nourishment and life out of nothingness. You really are my everything. Mwah, that's a kiss x

Nappy muvers dei, steve