Finding enemies.

Once again, the administration has its hair on fire about Ukraine and a supposed Russian incursion; this while their military operations in Iraq are expanding and their commitments deepening. Now I know how all those people felt after electing that peace candidate, Lyndon Johnson … or that other peace candidate, Woodrow Wilson. Both Democrats, I should point out.

Measuring up competing war plansThis Russia/Ukraine matter is remarkable in its stupidity. It’s as if our “National Security” state imperial institutions cannot justify their own existence anymore without resurrecting the Cold War, and in so doing, are attempting to make it seem like Putin is intent on resurrecting the Soviet Union. I have to say, that’s pretty weak sauce, as they say on the “coast”. (The sauce must be kind of weak there.) It’s the usual appeasement/slippery slope narrative – sure, it may seem like small potatoes to you, sliding a handful of armored personnel carriers across the border, but if we let him get away with THIS, ANYthing can happen.

We should examine our own alliances. For one thing, we are supporting some real unsavory characters in Kiev, who have some significant blood on their hands. Just as our nominal allies in Syria – or at least many of the beneficiaries of our covert military aid in the unfortunate nation – have been less than exemplary. We blew Iraq to pieces ten years ago; jihadist extremists came in to feed on the carcass … that’s who we’re fighting. It’s not that far from what happened in Afghanistan over thirty-five years. We create the post-apocalyptic space within which our own future adversaries can thrive.

Russia is not the Soviet Union, but then … neither was the Soviet Union, really. We have broken our Bush I-era pledge not to expand NATO to the east. We are deploying missile defense on their border. We are pushing for expansion of Washington/Brussels consensus trade to Ukraine and other post-Soviet republics, insisting that they choose between us and the Russians.

News flash: Ukraine lives next to a major power called Russia. They are like Mexico or Honduras …. they just have to learn how to live with the fact. Frankly, I think Mexico and Honduras have a lot more to worry about.

luv u,

jp

August down.

Hey, let's go to outer spaceMan, it’s so hot in here. Marvin, can you turn up the air conditioning? Oh, right … our air conditioning is a broken skylight. Sigh. Okay … break another skylight, then. Use my forty-foot pole … the one I use to keep my distance from things (and people) I don’t like.

Yes, friends … it is the end of summer, past the dog days. August is coughing up blood, writhing in the blistering sun. (Look on the bright side, brother.) Not much going on around the abandoned Cheney Hammer Mill, as you might have suspected. I laid down a piano part on perhaps one of the most ludicrous recordings I’ve ever played on. I saw some bluejays in the courtyard. What else happened? Not mucho.

Whoever said being a musician is tantamount to perpetual unemployment was on to something. (Hey … I think that was me.) You can see why we often opt for these less-than-optimal interstellar tours, in lieu of the more profitable terrestrial variety. Pretty simple, really … crappy work is better than no work at all. We are always open to seeking a new audience, even if that means holding our breath for weeks at a time. (There must be a better way to travel through space. Where’s Gene Roddenberry when you need him?)

Once we get finished with the current set of recordings, Big Green will likely take a romp around the known solar system; maybe a 2-week Autumn tour to promote … I don’t know, whatever we have to toss out there. Trouble is, on most alien worlds, the music fans have six or seven arm-like appendages, so you have to have a lot of product to keep them satisfied. Hell, they can absorb our entire canon and still have several arms free. We’ve got to get busy!

My hope is that, this time, wherever it is we’re traveling to, we have the assistance of Mitch Macaphee, our mad science adviser. His absence was sorely felt on our last, disastrous foray into the galactic hinterlands. Which proves that having a crazy driver is better than no driver at all. (At least out where there’s very little to crash into.)

Two to the head.

A private autopsy commissioned by the Brown family showed that Michael Brown, 18, was shot six times by Officer Darren Wilson of the Ferguson, Missouri police department. Two of those shots were to the young man’s head. The Ferguson police department has released details about Michael Brown’s personal history, as well as (evidently) the news that Wilson had been taken to the hospital after killing Brown. No details on the extent of his injuries, but evidently they weren’t anywhere near as serious as those he inflicted on that young man for the crime of walking down the street.

Turns out, he's a freaking liarIt comes as no surprise that Fox News and other gutter press outlets have latched onto this little tidbit about Wilson. That’s their form of “race card” journalism, playing to the more than sixty percent of white Americans who feel there is no racial component to this killing. But just as a thought experiment, let’s suppose for a moment that Wilson got slugged a few times by Brown – however unlikely that may be. A cop has the authority to use force in self defense. But six shots at a distance, at an unarmed man? And two to the head? How is that self-defense?

What are we supposed to think when this man is shot six times and left to lie in the street for more than four hours? This is Jim Crow style policing. We may never know precisely what happened in that encounter two weeks ago, but we know the mindset within which it was allowed to happen. I have to say, I am skeptical of any police reports on these types of incidents. We have cell phone video of the St. Louis shooting, and it does not comport with police statements about that incident. The police shot nine rounds in about five seconds. The 23 year old man, who had a history of mental illness, did not have his knife arm raised He did not lunge at the officers. He looked to be between 6 and 8 feet from them.

If they felt threatened, maybe a shot to the leg? Is that out of bounds now? Is shoot to kill the only possible response to a mentally unstable man with a knife?

Perhaps when they are black. When they’re white, apparently they warrant counseling. What the hell is this if not the new Jim Crow?

luv u,

jp

Weird ass music since 1986