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Capitalism, suffer for it – live to decompose inside of it

Posted: December 9, 2015 in American Dream, Amerikan Empire, Amerikan nightmare, Amerikan prison gulag, bad death, bad jobs, bars, begging, bill paying scams, buisnesses, bums, capital, capitalism, celebrities, chains of mental slavery, churches, class, class struggle, Class War, college education, corporate media, corporations, crime, criminal neglect, criminal traps, criminality, death, dignity, economic warfare, elite universities, elites, empire, executive good paying positions, fines and fee charging scams, flim-flams, fortune, frauds, gangsters, good paying blue-collar jobs, government, government handout system, government ploys, hard lives, hard work, Harvard, hells, history, Hollywood happy endings, homelessness, honor, Honore Balzac, hunger, inequality, infernos, inflation, injustice, Ivy League universities, jobs, Karl Marx, kickbacks, labor, legal bribery, losers, lumpen class, military, military recruits, misery, money, monopolies, odd crap jobs, opportunities, overwork, owner class, petty crime, political bosses, political concessions, political economy, political submission, poverty, prisoners, private property, production, profit, property, prosperity, rent collection, revolution, salaries, security, self-defense, sell-outs, service sector bad jobs, sickness, slavery, small business owner class, social class, street busking, street fighting men and women, street hustling, survival, sweet death of opiate addiction, taxes, temporary work, the Earth, the people, the poor, the public, the rich, the State, the wealthy, third world countries, trades, traveling, underemployed, unemployed, union bosses, university scams, vagabonds, wages, wages slaves, war, wealthy muggers, work, work struggle, working class
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We all possess the marks of our future corpses.

We are all truly homeless, for our final home is in realm of extinction. We humans now survive inside the hells of our previous creations. One of our current hells possesses the name of Capitalism, and it respects no one – except those of the fortunate few who possess grand quantities of capital, or money. And ultimately, we all must fend and forage for our basic survival. All alone we decay, every human for him or herself, as we all will die – alone.

The author of this blog has traveled to many nations and regions across the globe, and in the end, he cannot do another voyage. Capitalism was everywhere triumphant, the terrible poverty was all around: the street children sleep on every continent. The poor people just gave up the ghost, and lied down the streets – waiting to die. It was too much to experience.

Among this actual terrorism of poverty and misery, there were always a few super wealthy people that lived in multiple story apartments, or in mini-castles of twenty-five rooms surrounded by severe walls with thug security. Legal trades and illegal trades, no outsider could tell where those elite crooks had made their loot money. But like the famous French writer of the nineteenth-century, Honore Balzac, quipped, ‘behind every great fortune, are even greater, hidden crimes.’

The other wealthy muggers across the world have represented the agents of the State, or the government. Those bum parasites comprised top politicians, high military officers, media moguls, and a few sell-out, good selling celebrities, added for public taste. All of them mixed together to bake the infernal pot of injustice, pride, inhospitality and sociopathic greed.

I write from the entrails of human history’s most notorious world empire. Some Americans continue to say that we don’t have terrible poverty rates, as those third world countries. There is even a smaller group, yet a substantial one, who certify that the Amerikan Empire is still the land of opportunity, and that us complainers: ‘need to get a job, grab the work ethic, or even, start are our own businesses.’ If our hard lives were only that easy…

Those brainwashed Empire supporters believe that every American comes with 25 grand in capital, to either begin a college education onto the path of prosperity, or embrace the hard work struggle in attaining the American Dream.

For most of us, we see the current Amerikan Nightmare – with no rainbow over the clouds. We won’t fall for the Wizard of Oz, Hollywood story happy ending. We know that the hideous mark of the wage slave is upon our foreheads.

Karl Marx successfully predicted that as Capitalism encroached within every corner and crack on the Earth, the entire political economic system would transform into more outrageous distortions, operate faster and faster, and create profit scams over every conceivable material object on the Earth, and even devour and cannibalize its own worker ants. At least Marx was right about a few things.

Capitalism under its contemporary, global monopoly stage, operates under the whims of the global rich elites with the government apparatus, State enablers. Those two teams are always united and banded together, and continually wage war against the rest of the world population.

The political hacks like to harp on ‘democracy,’ but there is no democracy in the workhouse of Capitalism. Capitalism is one of the most heinous dictatorships existing in our contemporary life.

The corporate directors-owners and their political buddies simply parasite off our lives. They hire us without work contracts or make us sign flim-flam ones. They also expect us to arrive to the work site on their time, so they can suck the life out of us during their scheduled work day.

The owner and his family clique can leave work whenever they want, nonetheless, we the workers have to stay on the job and finish our ‘shift.’ We do have unpaid lunches however. Is it not ironic that they want us, ‘laborers,’ to give them at least two weeks notice before leaving, yet they can fire at us at will anytime – and for any reason?

As Marx also stated, the most pressing actual war for all of us is the class war. The political-economic rulers have declared a most vicious war against us. Have we then, opted to fight for our own survival, and stand on our duty for own self-defense?

A few have. But most of the human population has resigned themselves to wage slavery. Most of those people will remain wage slaves for the rest of their lives, and they have lost their final shreds of dignity and honor – nor do they particularly care.

A few others have gone the route of vagabond-traveling, street busking, or even begging on the streets. At least those jobs are tax-free. We might not like their methods, but they are the intelligent ones. They know that there is no future for them in this unjust world. The owners can simply wait and collect the profits, while they laugh at the multitude of unemployed, underemployed and pathetic wage slave losers begging for work.

Recently, I took a crappy retail job because I needed the money – in order to pay rent, utility bills, health bills, auto bills, food bills and other miscellaneous fines and fees, inclusive of the taxation scam. Not surprisingly, I worked for a dishonest and disreputable lowlife, and here is the punch line: I received the same hourly wage that I earned 20 years ago, when I had worked at other crap service sector jobs. After so many years of 5% annual inflation, living costs have more than doubled – yet I was receiving the identical wage from another historical epoch!

The working class is dead, and never to rise. The owner class has successfully eliminated most of the good, blue-collar jobs, except for a few, well-paid professional services. The good job list has included donut cops and prison guards, university-college and hospital administrators, government bureaucrats, corporate attorneys and corporate accountants, doctors in private practice, skilled repairmen, the electrical maintenance fields, software-hardware engineering, master mechanics, plumbers, builders and welders, the specialized trades in transport-distribution-oil-mining-gas work, and of course, all those executive positions in the banking, financial, real estate and insurance scam services. Did I forget sports and entertainment celebrities?

The other lucky ones with good job opportunities are the ex-high class students, graduates of the Amerikan liberal, elite universities, such as Harvard, Yale and Princeton – and sometimes inclusive of the other Ivy-leaguers and the western false-ivies, such as Chicago, Northwestern, Rice, Berkeley and Stanford. Most of those ex-students, the favored alumni, are the common exceptions to the bad job, debt-wage slavery life.

Marx referred to the lowest social class under capitalism, as the lumpen proletariat, or the ‘lumpens.’ The rich, wealthy elites are transforming all of us into this class. This social class of people implies the lowlifes who perform the odd, temporary work, crap jobs for cheap money.

This low class of people hangout in bars or churches, and they often drift from town to town, or even become home bums. The real dishonest ones move into petty crime, such as fraud and street hustling, bank robbing, shabby gangster scams, or they manipulate the government handout system in order to grab a little ‘free government money.’ Those fakers especially like ‘disability’ payments ad infinitum. Many lumpens end up locked away in one Amerika’s numerous prison gulags – or they sell their body-soul property to the US military.

I remember the other recruits in my military unit. They definitely did not represent the ‘well off.’ Some were in the military because the judge gave them the choice between ‘service,’ or the ‘lock up.’ Others had different kids from different women. Some dudes just had no good prospects in life – they were from the low breeding of bad luck: urban or rural poverty. Was it not absurd that the lowest social class became the main assassins for the US Empire of Sociopaths, meaning that they were fighting for the actual elites – who had originally destroyed their families through low wages and criminal neglect?

There is no Revolution on the way. The union bosses, like their politician bosses, are on the legal bribe and kickback system, and they actually earn salaries similar to corporate executives!

No matter what the Marxist sect nut jobs scream, there is no class consciousness, since many of us sleep, defecate, eat and drink alone. We must resign ourselves to the bad death through overwork or criminal neglect from no work.

Capitalism is on the one-way, death grip – tightening real hard. This utterly rotten system will create a more horrible, intense burning Hell, which awaits for all us. We can expect periodic homelessness, hunger bouts, and falling into sickness.

Meanwhile, the prison doors remain open – and once the guards usher us in, they will lock us up forever. We will eventually die there, like so many other elderly prisoners before us and after us. Some of us have opted for the sweet death of opiates and other hard drugs – hoping to die quicker than expected.

Once we see the lying politicians, of whatever political persuasion, speaking about offers of phony economic-political concessions – then watch out! This is one of their criminal traps and ploys to scare us into submission. But this does tell us one thing – they are the ones scared and weak.

Street fighting man or woman – grab your gun! Better to lose our mental chains. We shall die with dignity and honor.

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Cutting Down the Amerikan-style Bar Dependency

Posted: November 18, 2015 in aggressive lowlifes, alcohol, alcoholic dens, ale, ale houses, American Independence from the British Empire, Amerikan Empire, Amerikan political-economic nightmare, Anti-Saloon League, Bacchus, bank debit cards, bar conversations, bar owners, bar patrons, barrels, bars, bartenders, beers, binge drinkers, bodegas, booze, bordellos, brasserie, Canterbury Tales, capitalism, card games, carnival, casks, Chaucer, cities, clientelle, cocktails, community, concoctions, conflict, convenience stores, counters, cover charges, cultural personality, culture, customer marks, dignity, drinkers, drinking at home, drinking establishments, drinks, drunkeness, DUIs, Eighteenth-Ammendment, employees, Europe, European Civilization, extermination, eye candy, Falstaff, football, fraudsters, free drinks, freedmen, freedom, freeholders, gambling, game nights, Global Monopoly Capitalism, gun fights, hangouts, happy hours, hipsters, history, honor, hotels, idolatry, imprisonment, innkeepers, inns, Internet, kneipe, landlords, licensing, liquor stores, liquors, lock ins, lodging, loose women, male spaces, markets, mead, meat markets, modernity, money, monopolies, music, newspapers, nightclubs, oblations, opera houses, order out, owner class, PAN, partying, police, pool halls, prepared foods, Priapus, professional sports, Prohibition, pubs, repeal, rip-off joints, roads, Roman civilization, rudeness, salaries, saloons, savage capitalist system, scams, sensuality, Shakespeare, sloppy sex, small business owner class, soccer, social class, social inventions, speakeasies, spirits, supermarkets, tabernae, take outs, taverns, tenants, themed bars, tickets, tills, tipping scams, tips, toilets, trade, travel, travelers, US federal government, violence, visitors, wage slaves, wages, Wild West, wines, Woman's Christian Temperance Movement, Woman's Crusade 1873, women
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Some social inventions have endowed humanity’s diversity for millennium. The public market was one such social invention, but modern capitalism exterminated that one.

The monopolies of print newspapers were definitely not one of them. Idolatry and innuendo of the printed word can only go so far, and thankfully, the Internet is destroying that media. European civilization did gift the world two good things however: the game of football, or soccer as we say in the States, and public drinking establishments.

Yet, I now despise bars. I used to enjoy visiting such alcoholic dens. But even when a few bars have had good tasting food to offer – I cannot do it anymore – nor can I afford it anymore. I have seen the light of Reason. But a more important question begs to order: what happened to public drinking establishments in the States? The American Revolution was partly started in urban taverns, and the Wild West lived inside of western saloons.

We must return to Roman civilization. The first bars were actually Tabernae, or taverns. These little stores and eating-drinking establishments had the complete bottom floor to the roads. The owners were often freedmen who got into the trade in order to supply urban dwellers and other visitors ready-made, cheap foods and cheap drinks.

There was not much mead, nor bier, or beer, in those Roman cities. Instead, the cauponis, or innkeepers, served vino, or wine, out of cool, large wooden casks, called cellae, with the most expensive regional grape representing Falernia. The first bars or taverns were more similar to the small convenience stores with large wine barrels, now called bodegas, currently found all over Spain.

Thanks to this popular Roman experiment in social class climbing and cheap oblations, the invention spread all over European civilization, from the steppes of the Rus, or Russia, to the hills of Hibernia, or Ireland, from the fjords of Norvege, or Norway, to the mountains of Iberia, or Spain. Europeans would never lose their shoddy reputations as the Kings of Binge Drinkers and ad-hoc partying. Roman Carnival just never ended for all of them: Bacchus, (Drink), Pan, (Music), and Priapus, (Sloppy Sex). In our absurd contemporary world, we can now add, football, or Soccer, into the sensual mix.

German culture had the kneipe, while French culture preferred the brasserie. The Spanish set up mesones. For the sake of this essay, I will not list every European name for a bar-drinking establishment, as the reader could surely find a specific name for such places in every European language, from Turkish to Breton, and from Frisian to Basque. The American version takes its lift from British culture.

Britain had its alehouses, which were private drinking establishments with a 24 hour, seven-day a week, lock ins. These places were in pre-Norman invasion Britain. At least one thing survived the Anglo-Norman shock troops.

It was during the late 13th century that the first public houses, or pubs, appeared, often run by tenants paying a fee for serving the brew master’s ales, or through freeholders, who owned the entire operation.

These public drinking establishments became such a rage that England’s greatest authors celebrated the local cultures that swam in such saloons, or particular entertainment rooms, filled with storytelling, songs, music and games. Chaucer’s setting for the Canterbury Tales took place at the roadside Tabard Inn, while the notorious Shakespearean character, Falstaff, was often found half-drunk, or pissed, at the Boar’s Head Inn.

Due to the hazards of road travels in those medieval days, many pubs were similar to travelers inns and taverns, which served special drinks and prepared foods. Some places had shared bed lodging, so the drinkers could snore and sleep off the hard water alcohol. The inns generally served beer and ale, while the taverns also served wines.

When the States was the colonial American Plantations, taverns became the premier social space for American men. In Boston, the historical legend states that the first plotters began their talks for American independence inside the Green Dragon Tavern.

As the United States moved west, the first saloons opened their doors for men, which were essentially taverns that served mainly whiskey, beer, sweet wine and other strange concoctions. These saloons also had gambling, such as tilted machines, dice draws, and card games. Other saloons attached themselves to bordellos of loose women, the so-called ‘opera house’ for cheap entertainment, or the local hotel.

Once the US Federal government ‘closed the western frontier’ and ended any ‘wild west’ freedom, about 100 years ago, the first state licensed bars emerged. The bars took their style from the original pub counters in Britain – without the saloon theatrics. Gun fights in the bars now led to arrests and imprisonment. The origins of bars were more medicinal, since certain sick people could take spirits in order to soothe their pains.

With the Woman’s Crusade of 1873, the Woman’s Christian Temperance Movement and the Anti-Saloon League gaining in political favor, the saloon-bar was a marked entity. The US Federal Government passed the Eighteenth amendment to the Constitution, and the drinking establishments ceased to exist – except for the illegal Speakeasies. This period was Prohibition.

After the repeal of Prohibition in the 1930s, the saloon transformed into a wild west side-show, and the bar took over everything, with taverns only designating food service with booze. Bars were also open to both men and women. The meat market scene began with both young and old men trying to chat with, and hopefully lay, the women visitors.

In towns across America, each bar snatched a particular, cultural personality. There were the dive bars for the drunks and cheap losers, old men bars for the elderly drunks and cheap losers, cowboy bars, local bars, cop bars, gay-lesbian bars, black bars, (for the Blacks), vato bars, (for the Mexicans), driller bars, (for the oil and gas workers), and miner bars. With the success of professional sports in American life, and especially the NFL, during the 1970s, the sports bar emerged with multiple television sets on the walls.

In the Amerikan Empire, we now have themed bars, from Metal to Folk, and from Punk to ‘Decadent,’ or whatever that means. Bars have used every imaginable enticement in order to fleece more money from the customer-marks. They regularly employ happy hours, free crappy food days, lady’s nights, DJ-band cover charges, game nights, trivia nights and holiday bashes with expensive entrance tickets. The old demarcations between bars and private nightclubs have blurred.

The pool hall is falling into the relic of historical memory – while hopefully, the latest incarnation of the Amerikan bar will end up there too. Why would a Doctor Historian Anarchist wish for such a thing?

Walking into an American bar is like invading the private den of an enemy. Our current incarnations of bars have lost their community soul. Even the local bar in the small town is dying. Many of the people visiting such establishments represent the lumpen refuse of the Amerikan political-economic nightmare.

Most of the patrons have serious drinking problems, terrible physical maladies, or mental issues – or all the above together. The conversations are either one person monologues that display horrendous suffering, or they represent aggressive-paranoia, back and forth bantering. I have never been able to have an enlightening talk with another person inside those places. I have been able to converse with others inside weirdo cafes – while loaded with caffeine.

The consummation of heavy doses of alcohol with extreme global monopoly capitalism has murdered the bar vibe. This is the reason we should cut down the bar dependency: global monopoly capitalism.

Bars often have owners who personify the worst elements of the small business owner class. Some years ago, I remember visiting a bar run by so-called Anarcho-Syndicalists in a hipster west coast city, and I later found out that the employees did not even receive wages – only tips! And those guys were supposedly fighting the Class War in the employee’s name? There are hundreds of bars across the States where the owners don’t even pay their employees basic wages.

Due to the nastiness of the owners, the tipping scam is out of control in those rip off joints. At restaurants, Americans generally tip 20% for the final bill of service. But in bars, the bartenders expect at least a dollar tip for every drink served! Most bars now have drinks that at least cost five dollars or more, so a dollar plus per drink means 20% per order. If you decide to act the gentleman and pay for a few rounds, the customer is looking at a good amount of his or her salary falling into bartender tips. If you don’t follow this code, you might have the bartender slip some Visine eye wash into your next order – and straight to the restroom you will run.

Intelligent patrons know that using a bank-debit card in a bar is a dangerous proposition. In American bars, you must only use cash. When the bartender’s friends come in for a visit, which they regularly do, then guess who is paying for the ‘free drinks’?

When the bartenders are not dipping into the owner’s till for their lost wages – then the rest of the drinks are on you. If you forget your card and leave it overnight, then you might as well take a deep monetary hit.

Finally, both bar owners and bartenders are generally rude cretins. I have rarely encountered a gentleman-gentlewoman bartender or bar owner working inside an American drinking hole. I have encountered plenty of obnoxious and rude assholes – and they still expect you to tip them 20%!

How many actual bartenders know how to pour a beer, mix a cocktail or even serve properly a glass of wine? There are very few left. In our savage capitalist system, more and more low skilled, jack of all trades people now work behind the bar counter. They might dress well, have a tight friendship with the owner, and if they are attractive women, create a certain eye candy – but they are not true bartenders.

Our bars have even become part of the grand American Pyramid Scheme. We pay inflated prices on cheap drinks in order to feel happy for a very short period in our transient lives; meanwhile the bar owner and bartender openly detest us. They might say hello and do a little idle chatter with us, but their eyes always betray their hate and murder. We continue to flush our money down their till toilets.

We do have options. We could simply visit the local liquor store, convenience store or supermarket down the street. Buy paying less for more product, we might also have some money left over for food, like a delicious round of pizzas. We can enjoy the booze and food all within the good community of family and friends.

We ought to reject the fears of encountering bar owner-bartender scam artists, and the aggressive lowlifes who regular visit dive bars in order to commit violent acts. We don’t even have to worry about getting DUIs, where the police normally haunt bars in order to destroy people’s lives.

Submitting to a supposedly cool, fraudster-hipster hangout is just not worth the destruction of our honor, nor the loss of our basic human dignity, nor even playing slaughter house chicken with our fragile lives.