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| Where is my gun: �Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs that we hate so we can buy shit we don�t need. We are the middle children of history. We have no place. No great war. No great depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression ourselves.� I have been writing this column for five months now, and like this monthly tirade our magazine is also evolving. To the uneducated and naked eye one might deduce that I am some kind of Fascist/ sexist/ elitist asshole. I am none of these things contrary to popular belief. First and foremost I am a professional revolutionary in the Leninist sense of the term. I believe in socialist-libertarianism, an evolving form a political ideology that has only recently become the hot topic of discussion amongst the intelligentsia of the Leftist community. People have confused equality and egalitarianism with concessions, and diluted themselves into believing that by accepting a subservient role to the historically oppressed, equality is achieved. This resolution is entirely unacceptable. We, All of US, have a responsibility to leave behind skin color, genital plumbing, genetics, spiritual beliefs and whatever else we are hung up on, and work collectively. That is EQUALITY. Not this bitching and crying that all sides seem to engage themselves in along with finger pointing. The divisive revisionism, not just in my own particular ideology, sickens me, but also permeates every aspect of social revolution regardless its agenda. Ideological dogma and rhetoric are all that seem to be qualifiers for social awareness and activism. I can not idly sit back and watch this any longer. Take notice there is a new sheriff in town and he is coming for all of your asses. Yes, I served a term as a mercenary of the CORPORATE MILITARY INDUSTRIAL ENTERTAINMENT COMPLEX. Yes, I have spent time in exile for actions taken on behalf of my beloved ideology, albeit a result of my own naive misdirection. Yes, I have seen �front line action� with the underground forces of the extremist elements of the ever-growing �Movement.� These are the people who brought you such great hits as the WTO riots and FTAA demonstrations along with other great moments in history. Maybe at one time I was an �activist," but I traded in that broken down mantra for action. My point with this is that I have the RIGHT to make these statements because I left the �comfort zone� by choice. Civic virtue, irregardless of your vision, is plain and simple: If you have not done something to correct the problem (an� I ain�t talking about attending some rally, watching c-span or exercising your �right� to vote), you do not have the privilege of criticizing or screaming foul. I know things suck all the way around. The Evil Empire has enslaved us all. We are chained to our addictions of consumerism. We have lost our identities, mortgaged our dignity, and let our �individuality� separate us even farther from each other. � I am a woman, and I am too fill in the blank.� �I am a man, and I am too fill in the blank.� Well, you know what? Build a bridge, and get over it. We are all equally worthless. Let�s celebrate our diversity on all levels, but do not let it divide us. I agree in an equal playing field but not at the expense of quality. Not at the expense of the quality of a person, or the quality of results. If your feelings are hurt by this, then raise your stress card and the therapist will be around to administer the equalizer. There are reasons why things are supposed to be a certain way. The problem is that we have gotten away from the responsibilities that go with the reasons. The Decay of Society brought to you courtesy of a mass media gone unchecked, which has allowed for the lowest common denominator to ruin it for us all. Now we are stuck dividing ourselves on all fronts. We have fallen for a cliched, old battle tactic �divide and conquer.� The Enemy need not divide us, we do that ourselves. So let their conquest begin. P. S. If I see you talking, I will call you out. If I read your revisionary-dogma-rhetoric laced literature, I will wipe my ass with it. And if I absolutely have to, I will re-educate you. So, you down-trodden masses yearning to breathe free, think about this before you go popping off at the unqualified mouth, next time I just may be present. The views of the author are not necessarily the views of Propaganda or its affiliates. |
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