Adversity has a million tricks
Say your sleep is robbed by the daily aching in your prosthetic knee after it hasn’t moved for a few hours. The surgery went perfectly, every surgeon who looks at the beautiful x-ray agrees. You are apparently one of the unlucky tiny percentage who suffer from Highly Successful Surgery Suboptimal Outcome Syndrome and chronic pain and limited ability to walk is something you will have to get used to, asshole. It’s not the surgeon’s problem if you’re unable to heal properly.
On waking you agitatedly consider the nonresponse to the concise, urgent letter you wrote to your urologist seeking clarification on an upcoming surgery that is different, on the presurgical consent form, than the one you discussed and agreed to in his office. You hand delivered the short letter to his office Monday. It is now Thursday, 6 pm. On Monday morning you must get up early and have a battery of presurgical tests, for a surgery you were never informed of, can’t weigh the risks of and certainly never consented to. The internet is a Christmas tree of blinking red lights about the many risks of this changed procedure, one with an alarmingly low success rate that involves shaving the inside of your urethra, lifelong urinary incontinence being but one of its unwanted outcomes (that’s why they make adult diapers, pant load).
Your new urologist is, like most other doctors in America today, an employee of a medical corporation run by vulture capitalists to extract maximum profit from the lucrative sector of human medical anxiety. The name should have been a give away: Psychopath Urology, PLLC. They talk a good game, I do have to give them that. These fuckers are nothing if not adept marketers:
At Psychopath Urology, PLLC, we are dedicated to providing the highest level of urological care to our patients in a friendly, compassionate office environment. Our Practice utilizes state-of-the-art diagnostic equipment, computerized medical records, and office based minimally invasive surgery.
In addition, we are deeply committed to providing expertise in treating urological conditions that specifically affect women with the latest laser techniques that treats vaginal atrophy. We are part of Medical Psychopath Vulture Capital, LLC, the largest group in the nation dedicated to the treatment of urological problems.
A forwarded text I had from my beloved that I saw as soon as I looked at my phone made me immediately shift my focus. A ninety year-old woman we both love and cherish is in bad shape, hooked up to machines fighting to save her from congestive heart failure. This sharp, funny woman is apparently confused (yet still somehow feisty) and very close to death. Her daughter wanted us to know, because we are close to her mom and left her a couple of unanswered messages the last few days. Devastating news. Sekhnet sent me an agonized proposed text to the daughter, I suggested adding this:
Your mother’s feistiness is one of her enduring qualities, along with her great sense of humor, her wisdom, compassion and her deep faith. She does not fear death and has a humble confidence in where she’s going afterwards. Of course we hope she recovers, so we can have more of the love and joy she brings to us. If she does not recover she will soon be in heaven, a beautiful, blessed soul, reunited with those she loved and lost. It’s heartbreaking to us, who love her, but we must take consolation that she knows where she is headed if this is her time to go, the place for all such wonderful souls.
History lesson from Heather Cox Richardson
I have to say, Jefferson’s words (which, of course, applied only to wealthy white men) get to me every time. Who can reasonably argue with the idea that the ideal government derives its just powers from the consent of the governed? Informed consent can only be given based on knowledge of the alternatives. This remains true today, when tsunamis of deliberate disinformation can drown all reasonable discussion among those who must give their consent. Here’s Heather:
The Founders of what would become the United States rested their philosophy on an idea that came from Locke’s observations: that individuals had the right to freedom, or “liberty,” including the right to consent to the government under which they lived. “We hold these truths to be self-evident,” Thomas Jefferson wrote, “that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness,” and that “to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed.”
Why they marched a Confederate battle flag through the Capitol on January 6th
The driving will of the super-wealthy to become ever wealthier cannot be overstated. While most people could live very comfortable lives on $10,000,000 or $100,000,000, those people are, objectively, losers relative to those competitors who have a billion (one thousand million) or a hundred billion (a hundred thousand million). The greed of those obsessed with owning everything is apparently insatiable.
We can see it every day among our greatest, most admired and important citizens. Elon Musk made $64,000,000,000 in the week following Trump’s election, after spending chump change, $200,000,000, to advance Trump’s electoral chances. An astounding, immediate thirty-two fold return on investment. 3200% profit, most excellent! Mark Zuckerberg rushed down to Mar-a-Lago to sample the famously delicious “ring”.
What is the difference between a millionaire and a billionaire? A millionaire is rich, a billionaire is an insatiably greedy psychopath.
In the old South these best of the best inherited vast fortunes based on slave labor. They inherited land, slaves, a lavish lifestyle of privilege and every advantage. A tiny percentage of white people ruled everybody in the antebellum south, in the manner of the old aristocracy in Europe. Poor whites were regarded, by the “Planters”, as rough tools to keep the slaves in line and were respected about as much as these genteel best of the best respected their dark-skinned human chattels. The poor whites, for their part, got to feel infinitely superior to, and brutally abuse, Blacks who showed them disrespect.
Poor whites died, or were maimed, by the tens of thousands supporting the cause of slavery and defending their masters’ right to rule them as well as their actual slaves. The myth they fought for was their superiority as white men, as a matter of their manhood fighting Northern Aggression to preserve a traditional, Godly way of life. After the Civil War, the Lost Cause myth [1] emerged quickly to explain why they had been righteous to fight, why their fight had nothing to do with slavery and why the South had never actually lost the war. Fast forward 156 years and you have rioters unfurling the Confederate battle flag in the Capitol. Here’s the story, drawn in a straight line, in under five minutes:
[1] Compare this racist alternative history of the Civil War to other myths about lost causes.
Hitler came to power after decades denouncing the “November Criminals” who, in 1918, “stabbed the victorious German Army in the back” by traitorously negotiating a humiliating surrender when the German Army was on the cusp of glorious victory (like they were again in April 1945, when the madman eventually shot himself in the mouth in his bunker).
Trump came to power endlessly screaming about a lost election that was stolen by sick, dangerous criminals and traitors (of both parties) that made a riot by patriots necessary, heroic patriotic martyrs who were viciously persecuted and unfairly locked up for justifiably attacking and hospitalizing more than 100 Capitol policemen in an attempt to selflessly save the nation they love. USA! USA!!!!
Note on gratefulness for Thanksgiving
There is always a lot to beware of in a world where psychopaths, more focused on power over others than most, hold a lot of power over the rest of us. Beware of those who repeatedly lie to win arguments, elections, discussions of who needs to be ostracized, rounded up, roughed up and why. Beware of smug certainty, inchoate anger, apathy, depression. Beware of anyone who shows you they’re incapable of ever being wrong, who blame you and always fight you to the death.
On the other hand, take care to appreciate the things in your life you are grateful for. If you have a talent that allows you to spend time in a special zone — be thankful as you enjoy it. If you gain an insight that helps free you from a painful cycle you’ve been trapped in, gratefulness is the proper feeling to have about it. If you have one person in your life who you can share your deepest feelings with, you are very lucky and Thanksgiving is the right day, as is every other day, to consciously feel appreciation for that great blessing.
I surprised myself a few weeks ago, during a discussion of my numerous, interlocking medical problems, any one of which can find me in an emergency room if not treated skillfully and soon, by expressing gratefulness. An overwhelming appreciation of good fortune, particularly amid hard luck and trouble, itself is something to be grateful for.
I’m grateful to find myself grateful.
It’s always worth a few moments to take a short inventory of the blessings in your life, no matter what horrors you are facing — particularly when you’re facing monsters, actually. The miraculous, precious, fleeting nature of life is worth considering from time to time, and being very grateful for.
Sartre: Hell is other people
YouTube algorithms occasionally send me a video with a title like the above. I recall Jean Paul Sartre’s No Exit, a play featuring a small group of bickering people in what turns out to be the waiting room for Hell. By the end they realize they’re already in Hell, their punishment is being trapped in this small room with each other for eternity. That’s Hell, suckers, relentless people all around you in a room with no exit.
The best moments in life, outside of whatever joy and solace we take from our own solitary pursuits, (this joy and solace is nothing to sneeze at, I am digging it right now as I write), involve our connections with others. There is nothing like sharing a good laugh, love, an aha! moment, mutuality, appreciation, a meeting of the minds or spirits, an improvisation that works, or participating in, or observing, a group event that inspires joy, hope, courage or just plain awe. We are, in spite of how often groups of us mass murder and enslave other groups of us, social creatures.
Where it gets sticky is when raw nerves, sensitivities, idiosyncrasies, vying strong needs, chafe against each other. The understandable impulse to impulsivity often arises in these situations, at a certain point we need to save ourselves. Someone makes one too many emotionally draining demands and it can take superhuman effort to remain kind and understanding.
In a short video with wise words about life the narrator says “given the choice between being right and being kind, choose being kind.” Beautiful, wise, merciful advice, the world would be better if we could all follow it. Sometimes it’s incredibly difficult, as when facing relentless, desperate argumentativeness from someone you are trying to remain kind to.
Speaking to the son of a longtime, now former, friend, I came to my breaking point about twenty minutes in. At one point he described his father’s inability to separate his feelings and perceptions about things from what actually takes place in front of him. I remarked that this reminded me of the McNaughton Rule in law, the legal definition of insanity in many states. The person, at the time he committed the act, was unable to recognize the difference between his perceptions and reality, between right and wrong, and so is not guilty by reason of insanity.
His response was to become indignant that I’d called his difficult father insane. He told me sternly that he would not tolerate this. My impulse when he got testy was to get off the phone and I began to take my leave. There are many things in life we can’t fix, and one is a person who makes unfair, indignant demands.
It was a heavy, heavy lift to refrain, at that moment, from telling the kid to fuck off, that he was as aggravatingly nuts as his old man. I was able to calm myself enough not to, and the conversation, a somewhat heavy lift for me, as I told him, continued, in a more positive vein, for a long time after that.
In the remainder of that exchange there were reminders of why we persevere in the face of interpersonal difficulty. Sometimes, if we don’t yield to emotional impulses, we get to certain difficult truths, gain clarity and find agreement that might surprise us. These things are hard to come to, and require work, patience, an ability to calm oneself, to listen instead of immediately responding out of emotion. These kinds of talks are rare, valuable, and life-affirming, and we learn things in the course of these dialogues that are impossible to otherwise grasp. The regular rules of life still apply: nobody gets to shit on anybody in the course of these talks.
So, while I can agree, for the sake of discussion, that it is my subjective conclusion that people who can never be wrong, who blame others for all conflict and fight to the death over even a small disagreement are not suitable partners for friendship or marriage, I also know that to be true. Having experienced trying to make relationships with this kind of person work for decades, with a variety of people, I understand, 100%, from reaching the same impasse over and over, and the consistent relief when they are gone from my life, that these motherfuckers are not for me.
You can love them if you like, and figure out how to accommodate yourself to their need to dominate you, but that’s different than saying my side of the story is only my side of the story and that you can’t necessarily take my word about what is true or not without hearing from the lynch mob who tried to kill me a couple of years back. Would it make my position more plausible if you could speak to the lynch mob and get their side of the story of why they were justified to gather together to angrily string me up and then decide more objectively if I’m right about them? Go talk to them.
So, yeah, hell is other people, for sure. But also, with the right set of skills, patience, forbearance, emotional detachment when needed, a strong desire to connect with others, an ability to listen and hear other perspectives, and to sit with discomfort and pain, your own and the other person’s, there is nothing like real connections with other sentient human beings. Connections with others keep us from the hopeless sense of isolation and dread that is a huge deathward factor in our bodily and spiritual health.
Why Biden can’t do it (or can he?)
Horrifically enough, Biden can’t legally order FBI vetting of Trump’s mad cabinet picks.
Donald Trump, as transgressive a psychopath as we’ve ever had running this country, is doing what he does best, the thing he shares with angry South African superfreak Elon Musk and their proudly stinking ilk, saying a loud, saucy “fuck you!” to the law and the norms it rode in on. His minions love him for his transgressiveness.
The law in question is The Electoral Count Reform and Presidential Transition Improvement Act of 2022. This law was designed to fix flaws in the previous laws to make sure a lawless, insane fucker like Trump couldn’t run roughshod over the law to, say, try to get his minions, and an enraged lynch mob, to overturn the lawful results of an election., while refusing to put his estimated $700 trillion dollar brand into a blind trust to avoid conflicts of interest while president.
This law provides that the incoming president must sign papers submitting to the provisions of this orderly transition law, allowing his administration to smoothly flow from the one before it. Trump being Trump is doing what he did when Mueller found his final answer to written questions “inadequate” or however the ultra-polite Mueller put it. Trump left his answer to the final, incriminating question completely blank. Nada. Ain’t signing it. Fuck you, pedophile commie cuck losers!
Biden can’t legally order FBI vetting of any of the incoming corrupt incompetents Trump has nominated until, and unless, Trump signs the paper ensuring an orderly, legal transition of power without obvious conflicts of interest.
This would be a perfect test of the absolute immunity from criminal prosecution for official acts the Federalist Six put into place recently to protect their criminal benefactor. It is clearly an important part of Biden’s official presidential duty to ensure a peaceful, legal transfer of power. If he has to break a law that his successor refuses to obey, in order to enforce the law and protect the republic, why the hell not? What are they going to do, prosecute him?
As for why Trumpie is not obeying the law? As Trump said when asked, after a secret, private meeting with Putin in Helsinki, if Putin interfered in the 2016 election “I don’t know why he would.” Trump ain’t signing Jack Shit, Jack Smith! Also, there is no legal way to enforce the law against him, given that the law smashing turd is firmly in charge of the enforcement of all laws and norms, given his huge, 49.9% electoral mandate and the abject sycophancy of his spineless henchpersons and handmaidens.
I take back what I said up top. Do it, Joe Biden.
Pete Hegseth, part 2
Timothy Snyder:
[Trump nominee for Secretary of Defense, Pete] Hegseth does not need to know early American history, though, since he disavows the American republic. He is a Christian Reconstructionist who believes that God’s law should prevail. The Constitution has to be understood, Hegseth claims, as subordinate to a broader unwritten Covenant with God, the meaning of which is of course known to him personally. He thus opposes the constitutional structure of the United States as it figures in the actual text.
Hegseth denies the rectitude of the First Amendment, which separates church and state: “without God, America is not America.” He says explicitly that “the diminished role of Christ’s Kingdom in America’s founding” is to blame for the malaise that followed. Switching his metaphysics for a moment, he claims that the separation of church and state opened “the gates of Mordor.” Constitutional patriotism is not a good thing, since it can “untether us from the timeless truth, from the Bible.” Of course, as is always the case, God’s law turns out to mean what Hegseth and his friends say that it means.
The enemy within, broadly defined as “the Left,” is presented as already having a plan to annihilate everyone else. This is, of course, what fascists always say: it is legitimate to destroy the other side, because however invisibly and conspiratorially and secretly, it is planning to kill you first. Thus for Hegseth, the Left has the goal of “erasing America’s soul, culture, and institutions. We are the ones standing in their way—and have been targeted for annihilation.” Hegseth does not dwell, for some reason, on the actual countries that actually want the American system to break.
Only the “enemy within” captures his imagination. Hegseth enjoins his readers to “remember the plan the Left has for you—utter annihilation.” And again: “In more ways than you can imagine, leftists have surrounded traditional American patriots on all sides, ready to close in for the kill: killing our founders, killing our flag, and killing capitalism. The only option for survival in a near ambush is to charge; to close with, and destroy, the enemy.”
Trump’s nominee for the position of secretary of defense seems to believe that we need a cleansing civil war. He instructs us that “we are not only fighting a battle against foreign enemies.” “Sometimes,” he writes, “the fight must begin with a struggle against domestic enemies. Those who would violate the Covenant that binds us as a community of faith and that grants us blessing.”
Deus Vult — God wills it.
Tattoo on Pete Hegseth’s strong right arm. A man of unquestioning faith, only God knows how much Hegseth knows about His eternal, awesome, incomprehensible, all-merciful, terrifying will. Deus vult, baby.
MAGAmania, yo, gigantic mandate!
Trump transition spokesperson Alex Pfeiffer told Will Steakin of ABC News that discussions of Gaetz’s payments [apparently for sex with two seventeen year-olds] “are meant to undermine the mandate from the people to reform the Justice Department.” (Heather Cox Richardson)
Gaetz would have been the perfect MAGA Attorney General to carry out Trumpie’s mandate to reform the DOJ, considering it’s currently impossible to reanimate the corpse of Roy Cohn, the only better pick for that role. Here’s Trumpie’s latest bestie, South African twat Elon Musk, making a genius case for Matt Gaetz:
If you’re a super-wealthy, born-entitled, angry, attention-craving dork with an oversized taste for trolling and dominating others, you want a smart AG with a spine of steel and an ax to grind. Of course you need a super-loyal bully with an ax to grind, got to have that revenge motive working. What good is power if you don’t get to swing a sharpened ax to make sure your will is forever obeyed?
Meanwhile, the MAGA spokes-shills are tirelessly spinning the myth of MAGA’s enormous, throbbing mandate.
A spokesperson for the Trump transition said of [Trump Secretary of Education pick Linda] McMahon’s misrepresented credentials [lying about having a BA in education while running for a school board position]: “These types of politically motivated attacks are the new normal for nominees ready to enact President Trump’s mandate for common sense that an overwhelming majority of Americans supported two weeks ago.” (Heather)
That overwhelming majority of Americans now stands at an impressive 49.9% of those who voted (in an election with a turn out about 10,000,000 voters lower than 2020). Within the margin of error, true, and we don’t know how many mail-in ballots were undelivered from Democratic-leaning districts in swing states by the smirking Trump megadonor postmaster (and the odds are that we may never learn that number– try finding any clue on-line), but an OVERWHELMING majority, nonetheless.
Compare that mandate to the one Dick “I Am Not A Crook” Nixon, patron saint of these modern day MAGA zealots, got in 1972 (after the infamous Watergate break-in, before Nixon’s inglorious resignation to avoid indictment two years later):
So far we are not even talking about walking Putin talking point, friend of the Syrian dictator and good looking woman who allows the loathsome Orange Polyp to literally paw her in front of a large audience, Tulsi Gabbard, Trumpie’s pick for Putin-approved Director of National Intelligence [1]. Gabbard, a former Democrat, was a dark horse 2020 Democratic contender for the presidential nomination (like her whacky fellow traveler Bobby Kennedy Jr. in 2024) before waking up one day suddenly loving of the taste of the GOP strongman’s “ring”. They all have to kiss it, come on. Lindsey Graham will tell you exactly what it tastes like and why it is so hard to stop “kissing”. Take one look at the smile on MAGA Mike Johnson’s cherubic face, it speaks louder than all of the Christ-fearing extremist’s words ever could.
In other news, hate crimes are up in the USA, and on the rise, as white supremacists stage shows of force in towns and cities all over America. This trend started under the first Trump administration, which saw a 20% rise in hate crimes. Here’s a trusted fake news site, Newsweek, from November, 2020:
Hate crimes have surged nearly 20 percent during the administration of President Donald Trump, according to a new FBI report on hate crime statistics. The report also shows that hate-motivated murders, largely committed by white supremacists, spiked to their highest number in 28 years.
Nothing wrong with violent expressions good old fashioned hatred, of course, if the people your followers hate are hateful, sick, blood poisoning, dangerous enemy-within vermin. Nothing to worry about, unless you’re a hateful loser. That’s why the massive congregations of wealthy Christian theocrats, the Klan and American Nazis helped give MAGA it’s overwhelming mandate.
[1] But Trump’s pick for director of national intelligence makes McMahon look like a prize. As military scholar Tom Nichols points out in The Atlantic, former representative TulsI Gabbard is “stunningly unqualified” to oversee all of America’s intelligence services, including the Central Intelligence Agency. Nichols notes that her constant parroting of Russian talking points and her cozying up to Syrian dictator Bashar al-Assad make her “a walking Christmas tree of warning lights” for our national security.
Former Republican governor of South Carolina Nikki Haley suggested that Gabbard is “a Russian, Iranian, Syrian, Chinese sympathizer” who has no place at the head of American intelligence. A Russian state media presenter refers to Gabbard as “our girlfriend” and as a Russian agent. (Heather)
Seeing the people we know as lab rats
A gigantic rat I was good friends with, about 6’4″ with hands like boulders (inexplicably, he was a skilled guitarist and pianist), once accused me of regarding everyone I knew as lab rats. I remember feeling defensive when he made that observation, though, forty years later, I can acknowledge it was somewhat insightful.
It’s not that I view myself as a superior and dispassionate scientist methodically conducting experiments, collecting data and forming data-based scientific judgments, exactly, but something like this is always in progress when we interact closely with others and learn from our experience.
I give my friends the benefit of the doubt. This is something I have always done and it is how I want to be treated by others. I understand now that not everyone is capable of this. I have that understanding only after years of testing the hypothesis that kindness, patience, seeing things from the other person’s perspective, defusing tension with humor, extending sympathy, etc. will always yield the desired result — peace, love and understanding. My informal lab studies have demonstrated, conclusively, that not all lab rats are capable of the mutuality I am always seeking with people I interact with.
What to do with this data? When you encounter a lab rat who is anxious, becomes defensive and aggressive at the first sign of any conflict, angrily blames the other rats, is always ready to fight to the death — that rat may not be the best subject for a study of the healing power of empathy. You can run the experiment with this kind of rat over and over, and after a while you will be able to predict the outcome with close to 100% accuracy.
Teach this rat to speak, express his point of view, let this rat interact with other rats, design a minor conflict. Take out your clipboard and get ready to record your observations.
This rat will find other rats to ally itself with, involve them in the conflict by enflaming their sense of right and wrong, exploiting their anger at being trapped as lab rat experiment subjects. The rat will then approach the rat it has a beef with, backed by these allies. If the surrounded rat stands his ground in any way, the affronted rat will go for the throat. There is a big vein or artery there that you can rip open and it’s curtains for the vicious, defiant fucker. End of story. Anybody else want to fuck with the expressive talking rat?
All the scientist can do is make notes and add it to the data. You can run this experiment as many times as needed, though in the end the conclusion about how this particular specimen will always act will be hard to empirically disprove.
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