Melati Suryodarmo (b. in 1969 in Surakarta, Indonesia, lives and works in Braunschweig, Germany) performes EXERGIE- Butter dance, an older piece but shown for the first time at Lilith. 20 blocks of butter in a square on the black dance carpet. Suryodarmo enters the space, dressed in a black tight dress and red high heels. She steps on the pieces of butter. She starts to dance to the sound of indonesian shamanistic drums. She dances and falls, hitting the floor hard, rising, and continuously being on the verge of standing, slipping and falling in the butter. After twenty minutes Suryodarmo rises one last time, covered in butter, and leaves the space.
When Physicist Alan Sokal had finally heard enough of the postmodern intellectual twaddle such as the YouTube video above, he opted to detonate a stupidity bomb that would wipe out the intellectual respect accorded to Postmodern Thought. He wrote a hoax academic paperHe wrote an article entitled “Transgressing the Boundaries: Towards a Transformative Hermeneutics of Quantum Gravity.”
It kind of makes me sick when the deadbeat wears Prada. Such is the case with Argentinean President Cristina Fernandez. Argentina overwhelmingly voted her in as President and she immediately borrowed vast sums of money. This influx of cash jet-fueled an economic bubble which predictably popped. Then the bills came due for all the money she had borrowed during Argentina’s economic boom.
Rather than paying the piper and facing the obdurate, double-plus unfunny task of cleaning up after her socialism party, Fernandez made like a good Marxist and socialized some of the losses from her own economic mismanagement. Anyone dumb enough to buy Argentinean bonds got stiffed like a co-star in an old Harry Reams film. Argentina defaulted on its debt payments and referred to some of the hedge funds which hold the now worthless Argentinean paper as “vulture funds” because they refused to take a haircut and attempted to make Argentina’s government answer for their behavior in court.
When asked if they have a higher opinion of either Congress or a series of unpleasant or disliked things, voters said they had a higher opinion of root canals (32 for Congress and 56 for the dental procedure), NFL replacement refs (29-56), head lice (19-67), the rock band Nickelback (32-39), colonoscopies (31-58), Washington DC political pundits (34- 37), carnies (31-39), traffic jams (34-56), cockroaches (43-45), Donald Trump (42-44), France (37-46), Genghis Khan (37-41), used-car salesmen (32-57), and Brussels sprouts (23-69) than Congress.
So here’s a political and philosophical quandary to chew on. Do most Americans secretly yearn for Democracy? My answer is pretty much unfashionable and unsexy. Most Americans, if given a social unconstrained choice and the opportunity to control what happens if they don’t choose deliberative process, would tell you take Democracy and shove it from whence the waste emerges. So given this economic preference, who in their ever-loving gourd would actually like Congress? Certainly not that vocal and growing Ghengis Khan Fan Club™.
Have you ever just watched an episode of “Here Comes Honey Boo-Boo” and realized that every character therein would be infinitely more valuable fulfilling a different role in the carbon cycle? Wanna’ know what really makes this show kinda’ sorta’ sick? The fact that we all pay to subsidize this behavior each time we shop at the grocery store or pay our taxes. The fact that the longer we subsidize these people, the more these sort of people will become the future of America.
Then it hits you like this season’s vaccine-resistant influenza bug. This sort of pervasion of nature takes effort and ingenuity. Honey Boo-Boo’s continued parasitic existence is your tax dollars hard at work. This program gives us a nice, naturalistic, smell-the-runny-bastard-poop view of what we win if we raise our debt ceiling high enough and allow our federal government to do whatever the heck it pleases with money that currently doesn’t even exist. Let Dom Pardo show the Redstate viewers what they win if the debt ceiling raises.
When Michael Crichton wrote the novel Eaters of The Dead I doubt he had the current US Senate in mind. He could have, and it wouldn’t have required him to alter the title. The sickening opportunism these elected public servants displayed when presented with the opportunity to pass an emergency relief bill for Hurricane Sandy was an exercise in calculated and cynical ghoulishness. Jon Fleischman of FlashReport.com lays out some odious examples of the pork contained in the US Senate Hurricane Sandy relief bill.
Sociologist, Max Weber famously wrote about the good, the bad and the ugly facets of bureaucracies. He saw them as a necessary evil that needed to be kept in check. He feared a technocratic dictatorship of Nietzchean Last Men. Weber’s argument is described below.
Iron cage, a sociological concept introduced by Max Weber, refers to the increased rationalization inherent in social life, particularly in Western capitalist societies. The “iron cage” thus traps individuals in systems based purely on teleological efficiency, rational calculation and control. Weber also described the bureaucratization of social order as “the polar night of icy darkness”.
The Fiscal Cliff is a problem. We typically blame people not named us when problems occur. It’s easier and less painful than solving the problem. Here the problem is that the current US President and Congress (The US Senate in particular)* have both spectacularly failed in their management of the national fisc.
If we decided to solve America’s fiscal issues, it wouldn’t hurt to mine some historical data. Since 1950, the United States Government has averaged expenditures proportional to 19.61% of the same year GDP with a standard deviation of 2.25%. Our government has booked revenues equivalent to 17.65% of same year GDP with a standard deviation of 1.26%. If both events occurred at random, we’d have a 6.07% chance of a Federal Budget actually balancing if the spending and the revenues were determined at random.** This would suggest that we’ve set up a systemic and nasty spending problem despite pious insistence otherwise.
Well, well, well, it’s December 21st. I was promised an Apocalypse and I even had the pop-corn standing ready beside the microwave oven. Stinkin’ Mayans – they don’t estimate worth a darn!* It doesn’t mean they didn’t have a point. It’s just that this year really stank, and I was excited over the prospect of it actually ending ten days early. I was prepared to chalk up the blown use-or-lose leave and the death of Modern Civilization (if any?) as a couple of negative externalities.
We’ll have to hold off on that Apocalypse. The Yellowstone Caldera hasn’t shown enough seismic activity to make it worth the trip lately. Fear not, doom-mongers and pessimists. Winter is coming. It’s just a crutch-walk instead of a sprint race. You can take a leisurely stroll to the foothills. Here’s how RMJ thinks it will all end.
It was just last week when Egyptian President Muhammad Morsi came up with the perfect method of morale-conditioning that would prevent unfaithful or disloyal behavior among Egyptians. He banned songs from the radio that weren’t suitably patriotic and morally upright. Mayor Bloomberg,Senator Schumer and Congressman Nadler (HT: Streiff) turn their animus against fire arms instead of Romantic Music. However, each would agree with President Morsi that having too much free will running around loose allows sick people to make iniquitous choices and visit the misery of their inner demons on the rest of us.
Sometimes professional sports provide us the perfect metaphor for the utterly Darwinist and unfair world into which we all are hurled at birth. Those who do well, work together. They go all-in like brothers-at-arms and never accept less than the best. We can watch what transpires for the rest below.
The end result of such tomfoolery is loss of one’s status and livelihood. Results matter, money talks, bull-bleep runs the marathon. You must deliver if you want the pay-wad. If you loaf, you learn the hard way what St. Paul meant in 2 Thessalonians (3:10). That is what is right. That is what is good in life. On the other end of the spectrum we get the US State Department.
People want there to be a reason for everything. People should have a logical reason for any significant thing they do. Life should make sense. Humans so strongly feel the desire for ratiocination to triumph over chaos and that Charles Williams once remarked that “Hell is (the) indefinite.” No matter how bad a tragedy occurs, we try to find a reason or a purpose behind it.
It is only when we give up trying to figure it out that we call it senseless or lapse into evil satire as Bob Geldof famously did when he heard of the Cleveland Elementary School shooting spree in 1979. So we look for a reason for the seemingly inexplicable things such as Adam Lanza’s shooting spree in A Connecticut Elementary School.
The dystopian Science Fiction novel A Canticle For Liebowitz featured one of the best and most articulate examples of what happens when a society rejects modernity en masse. The “Simplication” involved the destruction of all things part and parcel to modern society. This element of destructive rejection resonated amongst the Egyptian grassroots that propelled Muhammad Morsi and The Muslim Brotherhood to power during the tragically misnamed Arab Spring. I predicted this would not be a Renaissance but rather a Bonfire of The Vanities.
And so here goes your proof. The same people who actually debate whether or not to blow up those idolatrous pyramids at Luxor, are now banning all music from Egyptian State Radio accept “patriotic” tunes. Details of Egypt’s “Day The Music Died” followed below.
It was way back in Once-Upon-a-Time Time and the people of Israel grew tired of the anarchy that reigned when they were loosely ruled by individuals known as Judges. They desired order and material benefit, even if it came at the expense of their personal liberties. Thus, the people of Israel asked their current Judge and High Priest Samuel for a king in the following manner.
4 So all the elders of Israel gathered together and came to Samuel at Ramah. 5 They said to him, “You are old, and your sons do not follow your ways; now appoint a king to lead[b] us, such as all the other nations have.”
Detroit, Michigan shows us the ruins of a once-great civilization. It does us an even better favor than that. It shows us these ruins as a precautionary warning – while our civilization actually embarks upon collapse. You can view the very artistic now vs. then photos of Cass Technical High School, and see the crash that awaits the rest of America if we continue to believe in impossible things.
This crash will certainly take place, and Detroit’s future will certainly become yours if you remain foolish enough to believe in Government Claus. Libertarian Author James Payne explains the foolish fallacy of Government Claus below.
It was Zeero-Dark-30 on a bleak December Morning. General Screwtape kind of knew this was coming since the first Tuesday in November. His rather unique and stylish “Master of Puppets” ringtone awakened him. He was not too surprised when he recognized the number as Brimstone HQ.* It wasn’t going to a pleasant morning. The (expletive) – chewing began with gusto.
“Screwtape! You misbegotten spawn of Beelzbubba! I sent you to America to wage a half-way decent War on Women, and the best you could do is have that idiot Romney put them in binders! And those deals where they only get paid $0.70 for every $1.00 the men get – you’ve seen what’s happened to Male U6 Unemployment, you (expletive)! Sandra Fluke is sending you the tab for her birth control. I’m ordering you to pay it as penance for your pathetic screw-ups! Now I’m feeling particularly jolly this fine morning.**Because of that, I’m sending you a file to read that might save your wretched and villainous career. This here tells you how China keeps the Little Ladies in their proper place!”