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​The Socialist’s Dream Is the People’s Nightmare

7/13/2020

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Contemporary Venezuela. End of essay. Oh! You want me to say more.  
 

​How many times do we need to experience the travesty of socialist governments before we learn our lesson? More than 160 million people died in the twentieth century because of socialist/communist/fascist governments, most of them through totalitarian “cleansings.”* The product of the socialist dream has been not only death, but also impoverishment, the most recent examples residing in Cuba and Venezuela, countries from which those who can, flee.** Yet, here we are in 2020 facing the same old arguments of “fairness,” “wealth distribution,” and “enforced equality without opportunity for individual freedom and responsibility.” And those arguments are made by those who have profited from the very system they wish to overturn, that is, the system based on individual freedom, some lucky happenstances (and some unlucky ones), and opportunities seen, made, and taken.
 
So, now we find citizens of the United States embroiled in the same political battle that has plagued the world since Marx and Engels, a battle forecast by the insightful Nietzsche in The Will to Power. The drive toward Equality of Result that replaces Equality of Opportunity hides the underlying drive for totalitarian power demonstrably evident in numerous dictators in the twentieth century. Should the State control individuals or individuals collectively control the State? And the arguments for control by the State are always based on some scapegoating, typically blaming the “rich,” the “aristocrats,” or even some religious or political group for the world’s ills. The arguments always justify redistributing wealth (that is assumed to be fixed) by some supposedly wise and benevolent leaders. And as we all know from historical results, the power to redistribute always concentrates itself in some “elites” who believe they know the best course of action for those in their control. That control, by the way, usually entails an insidious growth of agencies and nameless bureaucrats with little accountability, agencies that enact de facto “laws” through untrammeled regulations.***
 
As the socialist dream of “equality” unfolds, it invariably leads to its opposite, to consequences that are the very antithesis of what the demos anticipated in their acquiescing to State control. Far Left becomes Far Right. It’s as though quantum tunneling is manifested in political realities as philosophies flip and people ask themselves, “How did we get to this point?” The quest for “equality” leads to a ruling class and a new “inequality.” Need proof? Look at world history. Look at the perks, the graft, the corruption that ensue the rise of a socialist government. In the Soviet Union, for example, a group of “political elites” had luxuries and freedom of travel not available to most citizens. Hypocrisy inevitably balloons as those who rule the State guiltlessly become wealthy while speaking about “fairness” and “equality.” I don’t need to name names as examples. Anyone can research those contemporary politicians who advocate “fairness” and “equality of result” while they live and justify their ostensibly “unfair” lives of wealth and luxury as defined by their own terminology.   
 
The socialist dream is always a nightmare for the general population. Nevertheless, in 2020 politicians still argue for a system with no record that it ever accomplished its stated goals for the masses, unless one counts among those goals the equality of impoverishment, oppression, and deprivation of opportunity. Of course, one can always hear the argument that “Yeah, that happened in the past, but this time it will be different because we know we have the right people to run the government.”**** But, as has been the case for more than a century, the mysterious tunneling to the “other side” occurs, if not in the first generation, then assuredly in the second. What begins as a utopian dream becomes a dystopian nightmare for all but a few who (proclaim to) know what is best for the rest.   
 
 
 
*No clearer examples exist than those enumerated by Rudolph Rummel, whose books center on democide, the killing of a people by its own government. Rummel uses data from abundant sources in support of his death estimates. Although I wrote “160 million” above, Rummel’s estimate is much higher, many of them killed under Stalin, Hitler, and Mao. More recently, Venezuela’s shift into socialism by Chavez and Maduro initiated an exodus that the CIA estimates in the millions. And before that exodus, Cubans fled Castro’s regime in two intense waves, a first emigration of about 250,000 mostly educated people and a second one in 1980 of about 100,000 that included some of Castro’s criminal and political prisoners.
 
 
**CIA FACTBOOK: VENEZUELA.   “While CHAVEZ was in power, more than one million  emigrated…  since 2014, falling oil prices have driven a major economic crisis that has pushed Venezuelans from all walks of life to migrate or to seek asylum abroad to escape severe shortages of food, water, and medicine; soaring inflation; unemployment; and violence. As of November 2019, an estimated 4.6 million Venezuelans were refugees or migrants worldwide, with almost 80% taking refuge in Latin America and the Caribbean (notably Colombia, Peru, Chile, Ecuador, Argentina, and Brazil, as well as the Dominican Republic, Aruba, and Curacao).”
 
***Canada recently debated an Act that would prohibit speech that someone or some group might find offensive, opening the door for muzzling anyone outside the politically correct spectrum, a spectrum that keeps changing. “Offensive” is always defined by the group in power, of course. Just think Orwell’s 1984.
 
****The injuries and deaths in CHOP (CHAZ) reveal the harsh realities.
 
   
 
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​Watching Ice Break Up

7/11/2020

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Iceberg and Titanic. A word association that possibly runs in many minds. What about this one: A-68. How about A-68 and Luxembourg?
 
Over the past three years, the giant A-68 slab of ice has migrated from its suture along Antarctica into the open ocean. Originally twice the size of Luxembourg (That’s what “they” tell us), the floating “small country” has calved twice, forming A-68A and A-68B and again forming A-68C.* But isn’t that the way of the world as well as the way of icebergs. Big things tend to break up into little things or simply to melt away.
 
I’m thinking empires, for examples. 1) Rome breaking into Eastern Roman Empire and Western Roman Empire; Western Roman Empire splitting into Holy Roman Empire. 2) Alexander’s empire breaking into the Diadochi (Diadokhoi, Successors) run by four of his generals. 3) British Empire breaking up into Australia, Canada, The USA, Gambia, Sierra Leone, Gold Coast, Southern Cameroons, South Africa, Nigeria, Libya, Egypt, Sudan, Eritrea, British Somaliland, Somali Uganda, Kenya, Tanganyika, Norther Rhodesia, Rhodesia, Bechuanaland, Swaziland, Basutoland, and, Holy Cow! how big was this empire? Bermuda, Anguilla, Montserrat, Gibraltar, Ascensio, Saint Helena, and Tristan da Cunha islands, not to mention Akrotiri and Dhekelia, Cayman, Turks and Caicos, Pitcairn, and, yes, others. 3) All those north African empires. 4) All those Asian empires, including that short-lived Empire of Japan that WWII disintegrated. 5) And don’t forget the Soviet Union. Anyway, the point is that like the large A-68, many human entities also break up. Religions, also. Sunni and Shia, Protestant and Catholic, Protestant and numerous denominations, Catholic into Eastern, Roman, Coptic, Orthodox; Orthodox into Russian and Greek, and you get the picture. Big things tend to break into little things.
 
Are any religious, social, or political entities exempt from an eventual breakup? William Butler Yeats said it succinctly in “The Second Coming.”
 
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
 
So, as you watch during your own lifetime big ideological movements form, realize that they, like A-68, are destined to break up into a myriad of smaller offshoot movements. The “centre,” as Yeats says, “cannot hold.”

*https://www.bbc.com/news/science-environment-52395008
https://earthobservatory.nasa.gov/images/91052/a-68-adrift
https://phys.org/news/2020-07-giant-a-iceberg-years.html

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​I Have a Degree from

7/8/2020

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TWO MEET IN A POPULAR BAR:

“How long have you lived here?”
 
“Just moved into the area; transferred. This is a nice bar. I like the rustic décor.”
 
“Yeah. Pretty popular place.”
 
“So, where do you work?”
 
“Company.”
 
“Huh?”
 
“Company. We just opened a new office in town. In fact, just last Monday.”
 
“What company?”
 
“Company. Company.”
 
“But which one?”
 
“Company. C…O…M…P…A…N…Y.”
 
“Ahh. Okay. Where did you grow up?”
 
“City.”
 
“I mean which one. Which city?”
 
“Sorry. Probably the background noise. Is it too noisy in here for you? I grew up in City. C…I…T…Y.”
 
“Let me try something else. Did you go to college?”
 
“Yep. Graduated about ten years ago.”
 
“Mind if I ask which college?”
 
“University.”
 
“Yeah. Okay. Which one?”
 
“University. U…N…I…V…E…R….”
 
“Okay. I get it. When you moved here because of your transfer, did you buy a house or condo, or do you rent?”

“Rent for now. Planning to get condo soon if I get a raise.”
 
“So, where do you rent?”
 
“Nearby. That’s how I stumbled upon this bar.”
 
“Oh! I live in this neighborhood, also. Where’s your apartment?”
 
“Street.”
 
“Which one?”
 
“Look. I know we just met, but I have to say I think I’m speaking loud enough for you to hear. Street. S…T…R…E…E…T.”
 
“Nice meeting you. I have to meet a friend. Maybe, we’ll bump into each other again.” (Thinking: “I hope not”)
 
“Yeah. See you around.” (Thinking: “Person's got a real hearing problem”)
 
AND THUS ENDS A PERFECTLY POLITICALLY CORRECT CONVERSATION.
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Back to Amherst and Anyone’s Past

7/5/2020

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Thanks to the seemingly ceaseless work by Edward Hitchcock in the nineteenth century, Amherst College houses one of the premier fossil footprint and track collections. Once stored in the basement of the Pratt Museum, an old gym, the 1,700 slabs of rock now rest in the college’s newer Beneski Museum. As I have mentioned elsewhere, I had the privilege of seeing those footprints in toto a number of times before they were moved from the Pratt basement. The image of someone in a very old gym basement looking at slabs of rocks with footprint impressions, might conjure the stereotype of a lonely nerd isolated from society by choice, particularly if that person returns to the subject of the footprints in a blog. But those footprints teach a lesson about the complex layers of our lives.
 
Morgan L Turner, Peter L. Falkingham, and Stephen M. Gatesy, authors of an article in Biology Letters, have examined Hitchcock’s collection in conjunction with experiments involving guineafowl walking through a muddy environment.* What they discovered is that tracks can be, well, misleading. The birds—and by extension, ancient animals—made two kinds of tracks, those made by a downward force and those made by an upward one: Toes going into and out of the mud. Such rocks lend themselves to cleavage, so Hitchcock separated the footprint-bearing rock into layers that reveal stratigraphic “horizons.” Long before the development of computer-generated images of 3D phenomena, Hitchcock laid out an actual 3D example of the process in “pages” of shales and siltstones he put in “three-ring binders (see video link below).**
 
In short, both guineafowl and dinosaurs stepped into and out of mud in a “looping” fashion. What appears on the surface as a modern or fossil track is just part of the story. There is an underlying tale to be told. A single species can make multiple kinds of tracks, some represented by the foot going in and others by the foot going out. The air-surface layer isn’t the only place where animals make tracks in soft sediments though that layer is the one often interpreted. Erosion of the original surface and subsequent preservation of a lower layer might reveal a “different looking” track from that made on the surface layer.
 
What’s this have to do with you—or with anyone else? In our lives we make impressions by our actions. For the most part, only the “surface” track is apparent to others. But for any past action, the going into was accompanied by the going out of; stepping in was always accompanied by the loop of stepping out or withdrawing. When you look back on your own life, what “horizon” or layer of the step do you see? What layer do you see in the tracks of others’ lives? Remember that every step is a complex one, a looping one. The movement outward also makes a track though very few of us pay attention to that “footprint.”
 
 
 
*Morgan L Turner, Peter L. Falkingham, and Stephen M. Gatesy 2020It's in the loop: shared sub-surface foot kinematics in birds and other dinosaurs shed light on a new dimension of fossil track diversity Biol. Lett.1620200309 http://doi.org/10.1098/rsbl.2020.0309
https://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2020/07/200701125504.htm
 
**There is a video on the subject of  “Hitchcock’s Track Book” by Alfred J. Venne, the museum’s curator. In Impressions from a Lost World: Edward Hitchcock’s Track Book, Venne explains the process that Turner et al. studied in guineafowl. https://dinotracksdiscovery.org/static/special/video/media/venne-track-book.mp4 
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​Forces

7/2/2020

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Even people who have never seen a Star Wars movie know the modal wish “May the Force be with you.” The “Force” in the movie is as ubiquitous as the four fundamental forces of the universe, but it appears to be available in practice only to a few special individuals, the Jedi in particular. And it has its antithesis in the “Dark Side.” The duality in the movie series is an apparent mirror of Zoroastrianism’s opposing forces, Ahura Mazda and Angra Mainyu, the former a positive force for good and the latter, a negative force from which evil emanates, or if you prefer Judeo-Christian terms, God and Satan.* As in Zoroastrianism, the Force (for Good) eventually overcomes the “Angra Mainyu.” But at least temporarily and periodically, the Dark Side prevails, a storm over an otherwise calm sea.
 
A now-cult novel and movie with an interesting take on a periodic return of Angra Mainyu or the Dark Side is Lifeforce (1985), which is based on Colin Wilson’s novel The Space Vampires. In brief, Halley’s Comet returns; Earth passes through the tail; a “lifeforce” (actress Mathilda May), the Space Girl, and two other "vampires" descend and wreak havoc first on individuals and then on rioting mobs, sucking from them not blood, but their lifeforce.** Enough, however, about the story’s details—no spoilers here. Instead, the point: There’s little denying that humanity experiences pulses of Angra Mainyu, the Dark Side. Wars testify to the periodic return of evil; evil individuals, also. And now and again, angry mobs much like those of Wilson’s story, testify to a return of chaos and its attendant evils that seem to take away the Lifeforce of Good from the living.
 
A periodic return of chaos and evil (like a periodic return of a comet) makes me wonder whether or not the Dark Side isn’t operating today to spread pervasive hate. Maybe I’m misreading the times; maybe I’m just being overwhelmed by the 24/7 bad news of the day. The periodic return of anger and hate seems, however, to be undeniable.
 
I can’t speak for those previous generations who suffered their share of evils. I just know from history that the Dark Side plagues each generation. Of course, a few special individuals—and you might be one of them—have risen to serve voluntarily as the Jedi of their times, establishing, or reestablishing, Good. Historically, and unfortunately, they must often use force against the forces of evil.
 
I could argue that peace comes when evil perishes. But that argument has its own flaws. Nevertheless, it took concerted force to overthrow the evil of Hitler’s reign. The human cost of exerting the force of good over the force of Hitler’s evil was a staggering loss of millions of lives, probably most of them serving as individual Jedi and as manifestations of the Lifeforce for Good.
 
I could be mistaken. Maybe the recurrence of evil isn’t an occasional storm interrupting an otherwise calm sea. Maybe the calm sea interrupts the ordinary course of stormy conditions. Is it possible that Angra Mainyu or the Dark Side is the status quo? Is it possible that peace and harmony are the rare exceptions to the ordinary course of human events? Is it possible that Ahura Mazda and “The Force” ride the periodic comet’s tail, descending on occasion to distribute good or, at the very least, take away evil? Do we pass through a zone of temporary peace in a world of constant turmoil? For Zoroastrians, I believe, Angra Mainyu is a negative, an absence. Is it possible that Good is just the (temporary) absence of Evil?
 
 
*Satan is “the Adversary” in the Book of Job, but he doesn’t act independently, rather only insofar as he is permitted by God, Who can, as the book ends, reverse the evil and supplant it with good. The Dark Side appears to act independently, being suppressed only through the actions of those open to The Force. Zoroastrians would probably fault me for saying that they recognize a true duality. That dualism, however, is what led Augustine of Hippo to reject his Zoroastrianism and adopt Christianity in a Neoplatonic frame of reference. Augustine argued that there could not be two “Infinite Deities.” I suppose, by analogy, a bucket can’t be fully filled by two different liquids (Yeah. I know about solutions; all analogies limp). So, if I’m mistaken about Zoroastrianism’s apparent duality, then my explanation falls under the Augustinian interpretation.
 
**Two of the other actors are Star Trek’s Patrick Stewart and Mick Jagger’s brother. Is life imitating art, here? As rioting occurs in the USA and in Europe in a pandemic year of fear and madness, Comet Neowise has appeared just as Halley's Comet appears in Lifeforce and The Space Vampires.
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Syncopated Life

7/1/2020

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If our lives were music, they would be syncopated songs.
 
Find yourself having trouble putting on a happy face during the long winter of political and social discontent? Worried about a world that is beset by threats from warmongers, terrorists, all sorts of “bad guys,” rioting mobs, anarchists, and opportunistic insects like murder hornets? Worried about a worrisome disease? An oncoming storm? And what about all those family concerns? Chill a bit. That’s it, breathe deeply (not too deeply; we don’t need you to hyperventilate). Take a short nap.
 
Oh! I forgot. You’ve been having some trouble sleeping, what with those troubling dreams and such: Like going into a crowded store where no one is wearing a medical mask and everyone is sneezing or walking into a crowded store where everyone is wearing a mask while robbing the cash register. Yes, staccato-like sleep followed by a groggy wake up and a morning through which you just drag along, plagues you with a feeling akin to trying to rise when the cold temperatures and extended darkness of winter envelop you.
 
It appears that we aren’t the only species to experience problems with sleep. According to neurobiologists at Northwestern University, Drosophilia also experiences a sluggish wake up when the temperature falls below a “comfort zone.”* The fruit fly has sensors in its antennae identified as thermometer neurons that serve as the fly’s morning cup of joe; those neurons get the fly, as they said in WWI, up-an’-at-‘em. Well, cold and dark conditions shut down those neurons. Now, consider the possibility that similar neurons exist somewhere in your brain. In the long dark winter of discontent, you just don’t have the gittyupandgo you have in brighter warmer times. Of course, your brain deals with more than light and temperature.
 
Who wants to wake up to a world of threats and interruptions? To a world that seems in just a couple of months to have come crashing down by a blitzkrieg of disease and other problems? Couldn’t we just go back to sleep to wait for warmer sunnier days?
 
What if humans have always lived in perpetual winters of discontent and sunny happy days have been either quite brief or illusory? After all, isn’t there always a conflict going on somewhere? Isn’t the threat of disease the framework of everyone’s environment? It wasn’t so long ago that you were concerned about H1N1, and now there’s news that a new form of it dwells in some Asian pigs, though it hasn’t jumped to humans yet. Wow! I’m painting a dark picture here, a picture of a cold reality: A future beset by interruptions to your life’s rhythm.
 
But it’s not always a “cold, dark and stormy winter night,” and “noir,” even if persistent, doesn’t occur continuously. Clouds break up sometime. The sun shines. Warmth bathes the land, even if only temporarily.
 
Apparently, we aren’t too different from other organisms, even simple ones like the fruit fly. Any organism can have its circadian rhythms interrupted. It just so happens that for the simpler organisms the interruptions are simpler, things like the amount of light and temperature. For you the interruptions are more complex, and even your interruptions have interruptions.
 
Such is the long winter of humanity’s discontent. Such is the cause of imperfect and syncopated rest. It’s more than the nature of things to interrupt the flow of life, to break up the regular pattern of restful summer days and restless winter nights. Regular patterns of peaceful serenity appear to be the exception, not the rule. Life is syncopated music. We’re complex. So, don’t expect life not to be complex. Very few people get to go through a “smooth and uninterrupted” day. What is the rhythm of such a day? Is it a vacation day, a lazy lying on the beach while being served by a butler? Is that what you want? Wait! Did I hear you say, “Yes”?
 
Or do you actually, when you think about it, like syncopation, some interruption to rhythm that enlivens the day not necessarily by what you perceive as threats, but at least by something different, something a little out of the regular beat, by something unexpected. Maybe in being interrupted, you find your restless self to be more creative as you encounter unanticipated challenges.
 
*https://medicalxpress.com/news/2020-05-clue-hard-cold-winter-morning.html
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