4.03.05 The Phony in the Everyday The Dimslow way II
To be phony most of all is to be phony with yourself, to think that you as a good and loyal D and R are anything more than a corporate pussycat, a lapdog to be patted on the head by the masters that rule, an ever so nice person who gives the okay to slaughter, and submits to the preachers of silence and worse, and gawks at the entertainers of fluff and gore and trivia, and esteems the teachers of all-but-nothing and nothing and less, and nods at the convenient lies and perpetuates the same - because you can't be troubled. Because it might be too much trouble to come to grips with the fact that your state in its official capacity and driven by the dollars controlled by the few is ruling as much of the world as it can at the point of a gun, at the heel of a boot, in the loop of a noose - in grip of the corporate way of thinking all over the world that goes something like this: vice plus vice plus vice is supposed to equal virtue. All evidence, let alone sanity, to the contrary. And so the need to be phony, fake, unreal - as the reality grows ever more disastrous. Well, pat yourself on the head. You're the phoniest most diseased product yet.
That's the Dimslow way - to tell it how it is. How TV breeds disinformation and the papers too, and how religion breeds ignorance and acquiescence (and fantasy) and politics too. That's the way. That's the way to go. That's the one way ticket to neverneverland. All hail the enemy of democracy. All hail the stupidity of theocracy. All hail the ruling corporate mind and might.
And then there - can it be? - the Dimslows, choosing not to give way.
O go on.... The Dimslows?
The Dimslows. Who else?
